You know, there's a sad twist to that little bugger that is life. This time, this twist applies to both genders in relation to one another. although the statements I usually make here are so "elementary" or "common sensical", I just can't help but stand in awe at how irrefutably true they are!

For instance, I'm currently in a state of mind, where I'm kinda frustrated with the dual X chromosome'd gender (I'll give ya a hint (cause I needed one too actually...) XX means you don't have urinals in your bathroom). However, it isn't really a "Fuck all girls" sort of thing, it's more of a "I need a break", cause let's face it, Gender relations is soooo tiring. I think all my guy buddies, and all my lady friends can agree, dealing with each other is just fuggan EXHAUSTING.

but here's the little kinky kink kink in my little equasion. Attraction. just say the word out loud....Attraction....you get a little zing that goes through your body eh? Cause it's that damned physical attraction that (a good amount of the times) starts the feeling. So let's assume I'm kinda taking a break from cross-gender relations...and today I'm driving home from class (yes...it's snowing, I drive to class that's a 13 minute walk away...bite me) and I see a bunch of girls on the way back walking down beech street. and the vast majority of them, are....Cute.

Now, I dunno what you consider good and bad in this world? but I'll tell you one thing, girls.........you damn dirty apes, you just have that unfair advantage of beauty. There's a girl in my Physics course, who sits across the auditorium, and she kinda got herself ready for the day early it seems, ya know, brushed the hair, maybe put on make up, whatever she wanted to do. To put it as plainly as I can, she was just stunning. One of those kinds of stunning where you just can't pay attention to the material, because there's just something so enchanting that you can't look away, you want to study it and marvel at it's splendor (while being extremly attentive to her movemnts to make sure you aren't caught gawking like a buffoon).

I always feel like I'm playing "the game" with a handicap. Then reality kicks in, and I'm just another guy in the mix trying to get my own slice of the perverbial pie.

enh, vague was never my color.