Hope you’re happy… NOT
For the longest time I’ve suspected I’m a straight female with a guy’s outlook. Here’s something I recently observed about girls:
Before meeting fabulous moi, my boyfriend went out with a couple of not-as-fab gals who took advantage of his gentle giant demeanor (think Aidan Shaw) and stringed him along to satiate their need for guy attention. Well, they didn’t know that the reason why he wasn’t calling them was because he found fabulous me, and when they did find out (through facebook, ahh the wonders of online communities, of course I HAD TO post our gag-inducing pics), I found variations of this message in his inbox:
“You look so happy now, I’m so happy for you.”
It was all right after the first two variations of this message, but then they had to reiterate that they were happy he’s happy. What the hell right? I mean, come on girls, I’m a girl too (last time I checked)! Why do girls do these? Why do they have to indirectly say that hey, they’re okay too? It’s not as if his happiness was an extension of yours. Call me paranoid but this is how the “You look so happy now, I’m so happy for you” / “I’m so happy to see you’re happy” / “You look so happy now… I’m happy that you are” translates to:
“Ouch! I turn my friggin’ back for a second and now you’re with some dumb bitch who probably doesn’t know that you had and still has the hots for me! Poor girl, she doesn’t know that you’re just going out with her because you can’t have me. And who do you think you are anyway with your broad shoulders and cute smile? Oh hell, nobody loves me, but I’m going to post photos of myself with that cute guy to make you regret it. ”
Aidan Shaw of Sex & the City
Maybe I’m just reading too much into this and I’m a hypochondriac bitch to even blog about it. But then why these messages? It’s a girl thing, I’m not even the jealous type, but I know when a girl is checking out my guy. I don’t mind MOST of the time, if anything, it’s an ego-booster knowing I’m going out with a hot guy. But somehow I can feel that those girls were looking for a bad boy for the meantime, not the gentle giant that potentially screams forever.
I think one factor is sadly, being childish. It’s just plain wanting something that you only see the value when it is given away.
How do I know they were thinking of that? Trust me, I know.
I’m a girl.
My theory of the day: “If appendage enlargers really do exist, there will be less male egocentrics in the world to exterminate”.
Tags: Aidan Shaw
April 22nd, 2010 at 5:39 pm
oh haha. you said it!
and “i’m happy if you’re happy” screams “YOU COULDA DONE BETTER THAN GOING OUT WITH THIS SACK OF :bleep:”, reiterating the fact that they sure would love to be in your shoes. again. and the green-eyed monster SURREPTITIOUSLY rears its head, thinking we couldn’t see its gigantic mug peering through the foliage of sweet comments.
April 23rd, 2010 at 10:17 am
I know right?! It was so hard to put into words the female psyche. But yeah it’s a girl thing. One of the girls would always dress up whenever there was a chance we would see each other. I just know she’s primping herself for my boyfriend like “eh, this is what you’re missing dude”, but how will I prove that I just know that’s what she’s doing?! Anyway, she just looks ridiculous because she’s all vamped up and all of us are in jeans, shorts or sneakers.