MALE IDEALISM

Most of the time, we (ladies) are usually accused of being highly idealistic when it comes to matters of the heart. Expecting a man to come sweep us off our feet, who’ll be the one whom we’ve been waiting for all our lives and we’ll understand why it didn’t work out with anyone else. Then comes the white wedding, kids and happily ever after. Blame Disney. I must admit that much as I am jaded, in a tiny remote place in my heart, I still believe in this. But that’s a story for another day.

Men, or boys, whatever suits your fancy, are just as idealistic as us. Figured that out recently. They want the girl who reminds of their mother. The girl who can whip up a king’s meal and never complain about dishes afterward. “I’ll do it hun, don’t worry. Here’s the remote, I hear there’s an exciting football match today.” The girl who looks the same after ten-plus years of marriage from the first day you met her. The girl who is flawless, the epitome of servitude and her mind a blank page with which to educate her on how to best serve you. Lets not forget- a lady in the street but a ‘freak’ in bed.

YEAH RIGHT! Show me such a girl and I’ll show you a freaking good actress. Like the idea of a freak in bed, you do know to reach such a level means practice was involved. A LOT. Yet most men still want to marry the ever elusive virgin. Are we seeing a contradiction here?

Dance! Dance!

Now most of my friends know I like music, love dancing and a bit of liquor here and there, okay am a party animal. And when you land in the club, be assured the place you’ll find me is on the dance floor, having the time of my life. Now, the only problem with the dance floor is the number of horny men trying to grab at your assets, or grind on you or literally have you on the dance floor. The situation can go from irritating to maddening within minutes for any girl. What happened to respecting my personal space? Is it so hard to ask a girl if you want to dance with her? Then it hit me, do they really see us as ladies, as someone’s future wife or mother? Or do they just see as the means to a end- an orgasmic experience? 

yeah, that sounds about right.

For the record, just because am I’m in the club, doesn’t mean I’m dying to dance with you, make-out with you or go home with you. I came to have fun! Sometimes it may include the opposite sex, and most of the time I just want to have fun with the girls. I know some dudes come with only one thing in mind- pussy hunting, and that’s cool with me because I know some dudettes are also looking for an easy lay. Two do play at that game. But if you get rejected for heaven sake, don’t make it look like the girl had a personal vendetta against you so it becomes your new-found goal to stalk and insult her! Just bow out gracefully and move on.

Party!

If you do a poll of all the boys and men who go out, most will tell you they would not marry a girl who goes out, yet the fact that I go out is just a minor aspect in my personality. Such a minor aspect that it becomes hilarious that you’d use that as a determining factor. Am not saying we are all angels in disguise but it’s not fair to judge a book by its cover.  And if the female species cancelled out every man that drinks, or parties I think we’d have very many unhappy single people, don’t you think?