Geometrical shapes vs erratic drawings.

It's not true. Whatever a woman says. Even me. Every word that tumbles out of our mouths might as well be self-inflicted lies. Complete lies.

Regardless of what we say, we're all victims to who we are inherently: whiny bitches.

Woman tells you she's okay with you talking to her attractive friend? Lies.

Woman tells you she's okay with you spending the entire weekend with your buddies? Lies.

Woman tells you she doesn't care? LIES.

No matter who we are, or what we say, or what we do, we are all ruled by our emotions. We can be the toughest SOB on the planet and we'd still cave when emotions come through.

Sad but true. Sad but true...

Men and women think VERY differently. I don't know how much more I can emphasize that. I don't have to have scientific reasons, or even to have lived as a man to know, I just know.

Men and women think in completely different circles. For men, the circle is called ... a straight line. For women, the circle is called ... fuck-where-did-the-circle-go-I've-been-too-busy-walking-in-circles.

It's fucking stupid. Both of them, but probably the women one more. Maybe because I really want to think like a man, and less like a woman. But really, these two different mind paths never fail to amaze me. No matter how the feminists try to argue that men and women are equal in mindpower ... it's still there. This difference.

How a woman can interpret one text message in many different ways, viewpoints, theories, personalities, lifestyles, languages ... the list goes on. And men, oh the men, interpret it in one way: exactly the way it is written.

I know using texting and talking might seem like a very small thing to present a big concept, but it's in this most basic human interaction that the true woman falls through the cracks. How women instantly start to overthink things, while men take their time underthinking. How women are so erratic, and the man so stoic. How women need to talk about their problems, and men don't.

Anyway, back to me. Wait, were we talking about me before? No? Well we should. So back to me.

I can think 80% of the time like a man, and 20% of the time like a woman. But because that 20% is so empowering, it feels like a 100% when I'm in that 20%. Does this make sense? Because it shouldn't. I'm a woman. Nothing I say makes sense. Anyway.

I know that because when I'm being a woman, I totally forget about the times when I'm a man. Because I guess that's what it means to be a man. To be completely oblivious about the fact that you're being a man.

Everytime I bitch-whine to my friend about how I'm falling for this guy, and how it's really torturing me inside waiting for his replies, how it's really really torturing me inside to see him so nonchalant towards my feelings, and how it's fucking torturing me inside to see him with another girl ... my friends just remind me that I've done the same to about twenty guys so who am I to be complaining when it's done to me?

And then I promptly agree, and shut up.

Because it is true I do this to all the other guys. I can like them, and at the same time, not like them. I can be very enamored by them, and still keep my cool. That's because I probably don't like them very much in the first place. Which is also the characteristic of the common man. He does not fall easily. Women fall just as easily as a slut spreads her legs for the next man. Parallel intended.

So that's the first difference. Women fall easily. Men don't. If you're a common average guy - and oh believe me I know the common average guy, all twenty of them - then you don't. Let me put it this way: a woman is more emotionally flexible. We can adjust our preferences to include any guy within our scope of "yes". Guys ... I don't know how guys fall eventually. I'm thinking like a cosmic rock falls on their head one day and they wake up deciding they like that girl.

I don't know. Don't ask me. Because everytime I fall for someone I'm being a woman.

Second difference.

Fuck this shit. Why am I doing this? I have homework, and a Russian test tomorrow.

Point is, women have emotions. Men don't. Don't believe women. All they tell you are lies. Because they have emotions, and everything they say will try to contradict that, and you'll know it's a lie. The end bye.