I am so pissed. I hate double standards. On the eve of Valentine’s day, I expressed a desire to be with someone. It took a lot of courage to confess that but lo and behold, I was labeled inconsiderate. I was called immature and only seeing my own side. I say holy crap to all this. When men want you, they grab you and as much as you are pre- occupied, you often submit yourself. I blame this on human nature. Women were unconsciously trained to please the sperm donors. Truth is, we women want to be objects of desire too. Only for a few enlightened men, women should not express that she needs her regular dose on being in the sack.
I hate this. Aside from the fact that I opened my heart, prepared myself and tried to be really sweet, I was ready to embrace the whole girl power movement. If you like a guy, say it. Make the first move. Well, I took the first step and I fell flat on my face.
Another thing that bugs me is that why men think that it is a privilege to “have” them. In case they forget, we have a more complex biological system. It takes a well-informed man to realize that it is not only a wham bam 3-minute session. I think women need to teach men about a thing or two about sex.
Next time, if a man approaches me with his mojo in action, I will be ready to fend him off with the following.
- I have a headache resulting from my binge drinking last night. Yes, I am an alumnus of AA meetings.
- I seldom remember the names of guys I made out with. What’s your name again?
- I am a virgin by each turn of the season.
- Your shoes are dirty.
- You do not have clean sheets.
- I am having my period for a month now, I know it is abnormal and so am I.
- My friend told me you banged her and you mentioned a guy’s name in the middle of your climax.
- I rather play with my Wii. No further explanation.
- I used the condoms as water balloons for the Giants’ victory!
- I am not in the mood. Tomorrow, no. Next week, still no. Call me in 5 years.
So on this Valentine’s day, I am here fingering my laptop at 2: 39 am. Perhaps when I visit Florida, I’ll meet someone who will understand the saying you got to have some.
Until then, I’ll be eating chocolates on my own and curse until this day is over.
