Friday, February 3, 2012

Things I've Realised...

… boys have radar which they use to make us feel as uncomfortable and frustrated as possible. Like the times you’re enjoying an evening in with your big underwear on catching up on New Girl and they text you around midnight wanting to know if you want to hang out. Seriously, hang out. Why not just say you want a little something something. Because if it’s not clear, they’ll show up expecting sexy time and you’re still taking off the toothpaste from the zits you want to eliminate. This radar also extends to the time when you decide you’re over them, their nonsense and their lack of calls. You make a resolution to delete their number and move on. Less than a minute later, guess who’s interested again.

Stupid boys.

Ex-Oh! Ex-Oh!

Image from here.


  1. I never agree to the 'hang out' anymore. It's basically saying "I don't want to go to the effort of dating you, but yes please, I'll stick my penis in your vagina - at your house though, because I can't be arsed tidying up".

  2. Haha I couldn't agree with you more. Stupid stupid boys!


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