A thought to share...

Mar 10, 2008

So one of my best girlfriends Jess posted this blog on facebook. I thought it was so true and exactly how I've been feeling and so instead of saying it in my own crappy way I thought I'd just put it on here. So enjoy the inner working of my friend JV's interesting mind:

"I have been reading books and watching people quite a bit lately and I've come to notice how most ladies my age are emotionally weak, sobbing idiots.

Okay before you start picking up stones to throw at me let me just say that I don't mean to be rude, but I have to say it to maintain my sanity, and this is my page and you can X out at any time and not feel bad about yourself. If I tagged you, then obviously we're at least friendly acquaintances, which means I more than likely think well of you. So yeah.

LADIES! What is wrong with us? I understand we've come quite a way -- two hundred years ago we would be expected to faint at the slightest emotional overextertion. But can't we make that extra step and try being emotionally stable every now and then?

Tip 1: If he treats you like crap, cut it off with him and find someone else. There are 6 billion men on this planet, and not a single one of them is worth crying all the effin' time about. No one is important enough to string you out or treat you like crap.

Tip 2: Learn how to be yourself, without a man, and then when you incorporate one into your life, you won't have to doubt your self-worth and sob and call all your guy friends for affirmation of your ability to wrangle male interest every time he decides to hang out with his friends instead of you.

Tip 3: Science has proven that men are physically stronger than us, but that doesn't mean that we're supposed to act emotionally weaker than them to try and fit the "damsel in distress" archetype to get a date. Essentially -- if a crazed, violent kangaroo on PCP comes charging at me and Jon -- yes, I am going to dive behind him and hope that genetics was right in its assumption that he could fight the beast better than me. But if school and work and family issues get kind of crazy, I'm not going to call him and cry and whine and talk in a high pitched quasi-flirty voice and ask him to tell me it's all going to be okay. Why? 'cause I know it's going to be okay. Everything is always going to be okay. I'm going to call him and tell him I need to get out of the house and do something fun and laugh for a few hours. I'm not going to cry at him for an hour.

Tip 4: Everything is always going to be okay. Okay? Okay.

Tip 5: If you put yourself out there as a whore, he's going to treat you as a whore, and you're going to feel like a whore, and the rest of us are going to think of you as a whore, and then you're going to feel like trash and start your incessant self-pity sobbing. So if you don't want to feel like a whore -- at least pretend to have class. Thanks. Simple economics tells us that when you lower your prices, you force me to lower mine or get driven out of the market. You cheapen yourself; you cheapen the rest of us.

Okay? Okay.

Stop crying all the time.
Stop talking in a little high pitched "z0mg I needzorz a huggle!" voice.
Stop being cheap.

When life slaps you in the face, push it out of the way and keep walking. Roll up in a ball and whine about it and you'll never get where you're going.

Thanks.

- an aggravated, classy, emotionally stable woman."