Can't Stand Them, Can't Live Without Them

Yes I am actually talking about you people, male people. It feels so weird to see how they can get away with everything by a simple reasoning, because I'm a guy. It seems like they're built to skrew you, and I'm not just talking physical.

One thing I noticed over the years would be the fact that they're full of crap. And the sad part is that we buy those crap. We take it just like that, hoping this time would be different. Hoping for a miracle that won't come, apparently.

Girls are remarkable beings, I suppose. No matter how badly their hearts are broken, they collect the little pieces from the floors, tape them and head your head high up again.

Of course, with the help of an immense amount of chocolate and comfort food to speed up the process.

I dont know why I'm writing about this. No, I havent had my heart broken or anything. It's just the thought of almost falling for the same crap from the same guy kinda makes me want to remind future me that it's all crap, nothing but crap and you should not even consider for one second that it's other than crap.

Speaking like a true skeptist.

Which I hope I will somehow be. I am cursed to be a hopeless romantic. When you meet someone you like, all the butterflies and rainbows. And the wrong things you said due to an unfortunate nervous breakdown. The awkwardness. Having a crush is the most wonderful thing in the world. It makes you think and do things you can't even think of.

Too bad I get over my crushes quickly, perhaps a quick as I got them. It feels like once you get to know the person, the expectation is blatantly shattered. In Carlos' (yes it's that hottie) words, customers are dissapointed when the expectation > performance. For this, I agree with him. But I still hold true that he hates me.

This is so confusing. Words are running around in a circle, with no clear resolution whatsoever.

It's overwhelming. Argh.

I just exhausted this week's budget on comfort food that is for sure bad for your figure.

Or for keeping your promise to your little brother to buy him a wii for his 15th birthday.

Crap I think I'll have to live off the street.