I’ve personally never been one to listen to my parents, I liked to take things in my own hands from a very young age, or so I thought. Is it just that my decisions agreed with their own little plan for me? I suppose nearly everybody goes through it, leave primary school to go to high school to go to college to go to university to get job but what if in reality I said NO! and at the age of 12 decided to stay at home doing something completely different such as specialising in Swahili and African culture and then at the age of 16 decided to get a job. I highly doubt that my parents would agree with my life’s decisions then and that society would accept me with open arms. I mean it’s hard enough to get a job going through the steps; getting decent gcse’s and alevels and actually getting in to university doing a half decent degree and yet I am the most UNEMPLOYABLE person that there seems to be! For the love of god I even applied to do a one off picking up litter job at an exhibition just to earn a bit extra but no, not that I’m bitter or anything. In fact damn straight I’m bitter, but it really makes me question the ‘my way or the highway’ attitude of ‘the system’.
Not only in education or getting a job is society set out for us, from every day decisions from how you dress to how you travel. Is society so superficial that wearing something completely out of the ordinary, being different is frowned up on? I feel that every girl my age is conditioned into believing that wearing skinny jeans and a cardigan combined with UGG boots and GHD’ed straight hair is the way to be socially accepted. Don’t get me wrong I also wear this exact combination but one can ask has it gone too far? I mean today as I was walking home from lectures I saw three girls that were literally half the size of me but had more make up on than me and my friend combined. Where did their childhood go? Just to think I only started wearing make up properly when I was around 17 if even that 6 months. Prior to that my best bet is that I was jumping on a trampoline with my best friend squawking pretending to be crows. Fair play, a bit immature we might have been but it was worth it. It’s not only children who are changing, since arriving to university I have come in contact with the opposite sex, like we do. This is a new experience for me as prior to university I attended an all girls college and high school. Ok, I’m exaggerating slightly I knew a few guys, the ones who attended my tutor group but they were too afraid to make eye contact with me let alone speak to me but that’s a different story for another time. But yes, men, I have found no less than five boys with straightners. Some of whom own (every girls dream) GHD’s and these are only the ones that I know off. THE DISGRACE! I think so! Whatever happened to the traditional man who well, acted like a MAN! The shock horror that swept across my face when I found this out! Not even I straighten my hair every day, what has the world come to I ask? When men straighten their hair more than women and children wear more make up than the average female owns. What has society done to the youth of today? What have they created? And they wonder why there are less people getting married now a days! It’s because men need to tighten up. And actually behave like men. No, don’t straighten your hair and no don’t use shampoo. Ok use shampoo that’s abit disgusting but DO NOT, I repeat DO NOT CARRY A CHERRY CHAP STICK! Vaseline is ok, but a tub that you hide at the bottom of your bag where no one can see it! The song goes I kissed a GIRL and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chap stick!
Men are just so superficial, I mean don’t get me wrong women are as well (I mean look at the fashion industry and the massive diet market) but at least we admit it! Men, they pretend they’re not but they are, I mean if you’re going to do something do it full heatedly, right? But the difference is that men are superficial in different ways I mean you get two types. The first type being the GHD owning, cherry Chap Stick wearing type and then the second type. This is the type that disgusts me the most, makes me want to get up and throw blunt knives at them in a vertical line down the middle of their body and watch the blood drain from their faces. This is the type who doesn’t take that much care of his appearance, but he does take a little. I mean he’s not like they used to be, I think that time has come and gone. Yes but as I was saying he’s superficial in the way he see’s women, as in examining each female as they walk pass as if they were a piece of meat. A prime example of this was actually the other day; I attended my house ball which was a civilised three course meal, or what I thought was meant to be civilised. Until one of the disgusting beasts says to another as a young lady walks past ‘would you? That one.’ To which the other guy replied ‘you tell me too late, I can only see their asses’ when the first guy said ‘that’s all you need to see’. The anger/disgust I felt flowing through my veins made me want to throw up. I had half a mind to turn around and tell them that the real question was if she would do them, but I decided against it as I had four hours of fun-filled conversation left. How could their mother’s love them, men make me sick. Ok maybe I’m being a bit dramatic or may be its just because I had never been exposed to such animal like behaviour, if so then forgive me for my sheltered up bringing but I’m sorry those guys weren’t exactly Brad Pitt to be judging people based up on their looks alone or the size of their ass! I think we should line up all the men in the world and number them according to their ‘hotness levels’ just to make sure that they know where they stand when it comes to the birds and the bee’s and then see how they feel. A part of me feels sorry for them; I mean their lack of character must be so high that the only way in which they can actually judge people is based on their appearance rather than making a calculated judgment on the individual’s personality or getting to know them. Honestly I would be such a good man.
Boys really don't have a clue.
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