Thursday, September 6, 2007

I like my coffee bitter and frothing a little...like me

MEN!!! Bloody obnoxious, self-absorbed and self pitying men! So, you know how in my previous post I was like "oh I now know a really nice genuine guy who makes me want to wait for a special guy to come and sweep me off my feet"?

Well, I still think he's kinda a nice guy..in a "you'll accept he's a sleaze because you're his sister and so he treats you quite nicely" kinda way. In other words, I am not, nor does it appear I will ever be, anything other than a sisterly type figure. Yet, for whatever reason, he was so sleezy to at least 3 other girls last night that they ran to my flatmate in disgust.

Why am I always seen like family? Why does every attractive guy want to hug, tease and protect me and treat me like his sister? I had so much damn cleavage showing last night...and admittedly I (well, I should say "they") got some attention. Actually..that felt weird..I'll come back to that later. But my point is..guys I'm actually INTERESTED in don't feel any "sparks" with me. Only a few guys I'm not really in to seem to think I'm sexy.

Also weird, why do people keep thinking I'm 3-5 years younger than I am? What? Do I look like I'm still trying to get over puberty..cause I am.

Ok...boobs...now, like I said they were out last night. The guy who I previously named sigmund was at the bar we went to. During one conversation I was having with my flatmate, Sig was sitting between me and the flatmate...I'll probably talk about this flatmate alot in the future so I'll call him Bill..and I noticed him mid stare at my breasts (Sig, not Bill..Bill didn't even glance)..the stare lasted quite a while longer and since his jaw had already dropped there was a little bit of droolage. Also, another guy took up a convienent perch above me for the majority of the night and was unusually interested in talking to me. I didn't catch him looking though..which earns my admiration. Because, if I'm honest...I like to feel sexy..not dirty. Right, so..the weird part..at the end of the night. When we were walking home Sig and Polly (guy on the perch) were each poking and "guiding" me in the direction of home..basically doing whatever was convenient to touch me. Now they weren't doing this an overly sleezy way...but my gosh it felt weird. But not bad. Which is why I was like "what the hell". I mean it felt like I was having foreplay with two men at the same time. It was messed up, and in the past I would've thought completely gross...but I liked it. For the first time in my life I could actually imagine enjoying promiscuous sex or a threesome with two men. And men together repulses me..jokes about multiple men and one women completely made me sick..until last night.

Over and out

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