I'm not giving up, just giving in

So i turned in a second copy of my last anthroassignment. I can't belive i failed such a simple task, i used to be such a bright kid. On the other hand, i suspect that they are all revided by a 22 year old who just finished their masters without ever setting foot out of the libary and into the real world, wich would probably the same person who created such an inane task. How can they expect you to answer punctually to a completey abstract gathering of sentences where they present you with quotes that shouldn't be added into the actual answer? I suspect that i'm the last of my breed and that academia in general is overtaken by those who actually did their homework and prefered to interact with people like me whenever feeding us while visiting the zoo. I'm completely removed from my natural habitat and someone is trying to add meat to my diet. Circus Woytcheck much?


I am contemplating what men have in common with other men. Apart from the ovbious, that is. What the hell is it that attracts us to these hairy beasts with their lips and chests and poor humanskills? I honestly think it's serenity. The way they just don't get stressed out but have that rude comfort in their own skin that makes you feel like you must be comfortable in yours. It's such an arrogant lifestyle that you just have to admire it. When you think they pretend not to think about you just to sodd you off, it becomes evident sooner or later that you were never on their mind at all, and they don't even have the decency to feel bad about it. However, if you apply that lifestyle onto one of them, you can be sure you'll never get rid of the bastard. It's like the moment you want nothing from one, he's ready to pluck his nosehair for you and follow you into the sunset. I was just reminded of this one bloke today, who didn't think having anything in common was really that important as long as you had someone *insert words like smarter, sexy or too good for you*. Evidently this also applied if she thought you were a total arsewipe and didn't really like to hang out with you outside of your apartment. Sadism is such a cruel part of human nature.

Sometimes a gal really could care less about your brain, you know. Thats definately a difference between one man and another. One you want under certain circumstences, another you just want.

So why do we keep doing it? Putting ourselves trough the strain of expecting understanding and eternal crushes that any single woman knows is a giant step towards insanity? Oh yea. It's the lips and chests and poor humanskills that now and then makes you feel so good about yourself. To be continued and continued and continued...