Friday, December 07, 2007
{ 6:14 PM }
I've always wondered how it'll feel like to be able to think with your penis (sorry guys!). Hence, the constant prying and interrogation of my male friends.
Boxers or briefs, breasts or bottoms, why do you always give vague answers, do you think she's hot, really? her nose is a bit funny don't you think, if only she were taller/thinner/blonder...
If it's one thing I've learned from my circle of male companions, it's that they speak their mind (sometimes without thinking twice) and are extremely straightforward. Something, us females, tend to be very poor at. So, yes, more probing and digging for answers to get into their heads, psychoanalytical bull.
We're so open and honest to the most random questions to the extent that I've been called '
one of the guys'. Gee, thanks a lot! Compliment? To some weird extent, yes. But I am still a woman, you know.. curvy, complicated emotional, comes with a brain *grin*
I love it that I feel as comfortable around them as I am with the girls. So 'one of the guys' I may be BUT still a woman. So much for wanting to get into their heads.
So this one's for the guys. For late hour cho tai ti games, adventurous instant noodle trials, for 'cock talking' sessions, for security, love and companionship,for patiently waiting in the cold for me to be ready, for allowing me to unload and for accepting me the way I am.. complicated, temperamental and all.