in search of EdeN

Monday, March 20, 2006 { 6:59 AM }

Before I really begin with my post I would just like to say that I was appalled by the view that women footballers should not be out there playing their game. Is this what religion wants from us mortals? Or is religion a scapegoat for whatever the reasons? Is it wrong for the women and the girls to be engaging in sport? Wait, I take that question back, it shouldn't even be a question. It should be a perspective and I'm for the perspective that the chauvinistic male syndromes should have died out just like the dinosaurs have. They belong in the past; this IS the era of freedom and individuality. And you seriously do not be expecting us women to be the subservient chuttle that we once were.. if you're for that view you can just go suck on your own thumb because you belong in a baby pink/blue cradle.

Now, zap me back to my title choice. I was in class and we were given a scenario of having to choose between a best friend and commiting treason against the Sultan. The facts were that the Sultan wanted your best friend killed, worst part you were assigned to kill him/her. Ok, the reality.. there are no Sultans in my world la, I'm just a lowly commoner, but many a times we have been placed in such a tough spot where we'd have to choose between a long-time friend and a infatuation who could possibly turn out to be the love of your life and you contemplate on whether if you let him go you'd be a spinster for the rest of your life, childless, loveless, lonely.. yes you get the picture.

I won't even bother surfacing the 'choosing' dilemma. I was thinking more on the lines of 'good friend who found a new, in this case, girl and suddenly realised that we were merely the backdrop to his new-found interest and eventually snagging us off the backdrop and shoving us to kingdom come'. Did you get my analogy? It's a bit lengthy but I can't help it, my fury got the best of my words.

I'm sure you have such a friend!! Everyone does. Why ah? There was this person and the fun part is I'm not telling who he is but let's call him 'Z'. So Z was a good friend belonged to our little group of friends; this was a few years back by the way. All was peachy until he met a girl, girls can be such evil whores. Let's call girl 'CH2', it's my story I can call her whatever I want, now don't sidetrack your mind. So CH2 was, I assume, not too fond of our group or possibly just the girls in the group. You can insert your creativity there. And since their union, she swallowed Z whole and he was never to be seen with us again. Sad, really, seeing how he was such a funny nice individual. So, from then I swore on my as if not fat enough butt that I would never treat my beloved boyfriend that way although I must admit, it was difficult in some cases especially when it came to girls. Yes I admit I can be a bit insecure, but then I don't want people to see me as a mean, over protective b*tch who so selfishly needs her boyfriend all to herself unlike a certain CH2.

Moral of the story: Ladies, please do not be like that it's says "JUDGE ME" all over. Gents, do not be so silly as to give in to your better half like that it's says "I'M STUPID" all over.

Just for the pleasure of it all, I've last heard that Z and CH2's union no longer exists. What goes around comes around, I tell you. Karma!

Oh hi to my sis for posting her very first post. =)

Good night ladies... and gents who I'm still pissed at for setting dumb rules about girls and football just to feed their ego, try it with basketball and I will be less tolerant, I will show you my war face. *grrr..

michelle