From where I come from it's almost a taboo for a female to be friends with the male human species. Some justify this from a religious angel saying that it is not acceptable, while others claim from a social angel that it tampers with the girl's clean white reputation slate. The girl is not supposed to talk to a man unless he is a family member. Girls are taught to fear men. Well, I am rebellious by nature, so I defied this and I talked to boys. No, I am not a bad ass, it is just that to me, it was not logical if my folks wished to have me to not speak to boys, why on earth did I study in a girl-boy school not an all girls school? Why were most of my teachers men not women? Why was I allowed to watch T.V and see actresses talking and kissing other actors? and most important: why was I only allowed to speak to men in my family only? I mean what was so special about them?
Answer: Because we trust them H, we know them. *Seriously?*
How could you not trust someone you haven't dealt with him yet? That is prejudice, level: primitive. I talk to boys, I play with them, hang around and have a lot of fun when they are around. I am not a whore or a bitch. I just have enough common sense to really distinguish between who is a bad ass no-no boy and a respectable man, and I try to chose the second type.
I have met some boys I would love to set them on fire, for they used to bully me and they had hurt me on various occasions and I used to cry. For a while I would beat them up with whatever my hands could reach or simply punch them or pull out their hair *Barbaric much?* But then I grew older and so did they, and I could not do what I used to do because they were taller and stronger than me, so I opted for ignoring the jerks. It works and if they ever approach me, well they are asking for it. I admit, I do not have a lady-like tongue, when provoked I turn to a Medusa, trust me it is not a very pretty sight for those poor bastards.
The respectable men whom I chose to be with, I always approach them. I remember how I talked to my first male best-friend. to make things easier for that Harry Potter geek, I will call him Severus Snape. (Snappy later on) Now Snappy to me was a shy character, he did not talk to strangers mainly *sigh, how cute* so I added him on Facebook and we started chatting. The more I talked to him the more I was impressed and I soon fell in love with his character; I mean what was not to like? He is polite, sarcastic, funny, and he has an amazing taste in music. He used to write, but he is currently cursed with an author's block (or is it blog? I cannot remember. Well not a problem, you get the picture, Snappy lost the inspiration needed to write.) Get well soon Snappy! He also looks like David Archuletta, though he always denies that, but I know better. Severus is always there for me even though I more often than not accuse him of slacking off his friendship duties. He is one hell of a guy! I am lucky to have him as a friend, as a bestie. Snappy, you simply rock \m/
P.S.: I am sure I am embarrassing him by now. Oh well, he'll live for sure. Hopefully, love you Snappy :)
Yes today I am taking a break from my G-days. It started with a daydream and ended with a tribute to a dear friend.
This song is dedicated to You Snappy/ David: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6J1-eYBbspA&ob=av2e
Peace out! H!
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