back to square one

Just when I thought I’d left all the deceitful and the manipulative and the calculative and the cunning and the bad bad people of the world behind and finally entered a happy place where people were genuinely nice and treated each other with respect and consideration, I came across another asshole and almost got my brain fucked over again. I mean what is it with men? Why is that all they want to do is get women laid. I genuinely do not understand the fixation men have with sex. Seriously, what is the big deal?!

I am actually not pissed off with the guy in question. I am pissed off with the fact that I almost started believing the words which come out of a mans mouth AGAIN. I am not a feminist and I hate categorizing people into such broad categories. But when I come across such people over and over again I am compelled to make such generalizations.

You cannot as much as let your guard down for 10 minutes these days.

So much for all “happy thoughts” and “happy places”. I am back to being myself.

Updated after half an hour

Its funny how your closest friends happen to go through the exact same feelings at exactly the same time. I just got a call from one of my friends who repeated “word by word” of what I just said. I had heard of “sympathy pains” and women chumming at the same time when they spend too much time together but the fact that out of the nine close friends of mine, seven of us are of the same opinion is surprising(pleasantly, if I might add)

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Romina Chatterjee said…
hey .....first....what happened??or should i just say ...not again!!!!and second....i am looking forward to it too :)
June 16, 2008 at 4:43 AM
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