Love and Lack of Romance

I had a secret agenda of launching this blog back in early September. I used the “relationships” phrase with honest intentions of talking about the bigger picture. But it is easy to get distracted and getting stuck on love and romance.
Something I have never experienced, nor do I expect that I will fall in love.
I am sick and tired of dealing with crushes. They can be really dangerous, and I feel that crushes lead to a depressing road of pain, over dreamy thoughts, and large amounts of guilt.
And I am sick and tired of the ideal of waiting, and when one waits, the time will come. What? Like 2038? I can’t wait for someone to come. At the same time this logic kinda counteracts with the idea that one won’t meet a girl or a guy at home, because they don’t come knocking at your back door. So if one has to hear that on a number of times, then why do these people give you advice to wait?
Makes no sense. Especially in a hustle and bustle world of running their lives like an enterprise. Do they wait for a critical decision to do a business if they’re at work, or wait for the right moment to get that deal? Probably in a socialist world that is acceptable.
I don’t know anything.  And I think I am better off being an outsider, because this blog wouldn’t exist as someone wearing a V-tag* I’ve felt like an alien, and I do feel like an outsider looking into a clear glass.
*I can be a sci-fi geek, if you’ve heard of the 80s (that looked like from the 70s) the sci-fi program V you’ll know what I mean!
I’m just like a Lego minifigure looking through a glass window seeing things from an outsider, someone whose a professional who doesn’t have time to have emotions and fun.
And there’s nothing wrong with that!
*

Why are Women so Skeptical?

I ask myself why is it ok for women to be skeptical of men?
Especially when men are expected to trust women.
Why is it ok for women to be scared of them?
When I fear that a woman will be the “Maneater”?
Why do women have to draw conclusions even if they don’t know them?
But yet why is it sexist for someone like me to draw conclusions on women or anyone for that manner?
Why do women judge when others they don’t want to be judged? Is that a form of narcissism?
Why do men have to be put to higher standards to not be boys, when these same women are dressing like a slut and doing immature behaviors and essentially acting as girls?
Why are women being enabled to be  Goddess and Princesses and Biaches, and Jerks when men are put to a lower social scale?
They are the majority – but yet they act as the minority – but still they have to be a bitch to bite on something!
We really need to not condone female behavior. I don’t care  what excuse. There’s a reason why they are a bitch. Because they need a “label” to excuse their hypocritical behavior. For me that isn’t appropriate. For anyone.

Dreams (That Will Just Exist in my Imagination)

My dream life…

  • Working enough hours to make ends meet, to have enough cash to pursue my interests.
  • To have a stable social life – maybe up to six “friends” or so.
  • To have some girlfriend I can feel its ok to be romantically in love, to touch her, to kiss her to hug her without worrying about registering as a Level Three Sex Offender.
  • To have somewhat of a electronic communication (such as a Facebook, phone calls, emails or texts – though I don’t like texting anymore)
  • That I can be happy and feel that life isn’t that threatening and the world around me won’t  have to really judge me

But I realize that is all just a daydream and when I go to bed, the worst things to happen are in my sleep, because theres nothing to really dream about since my dreams cannot come true for various reasons to just leave out for the general audience. 

I get so teary eyed because I have to accept that my life isn’t what I dreamt of. Because I have to make others happy because its all about them and not about me.

What is Sex?

I know what sex is.
I want to know what does it really mean? In a macro point of view – the “big picture”?
I’ve lived in a somewhat of a sheltered life, so excuse me in advance if I come off as ignorant on the issue of what I think sex is a form of a physical love.
So why do people do it? Is there a reason? Is there meaning? Is sex the new way of kissing? Why is there a rush to do it at a young age? At the local state university, how many of those party girls have “done it” during a semester? How many partners have the fucked around? Are girls who wear skimpy outfits, like tiny shorts, tight fitting bras, high healed shoes considered for real as “skanks”? Do they shed those outfits off to screw with the hot boy in from the men’s hockey team?
Does a girl who wear Victroia’s Secret outfits are really for them off to you know make some tension in the bed by stripping them down?
Is mastrubation sex? How should that be classified? Fantasy by simulating actual sex? A way to relieve sexual tension, anxiety, and anxiety related to semi imbalanced hormones? Does it mean that while looking at a picture of a beautiful girl while mastrubating, or is it when I am doing that with lusty fantasy considered as sex to ones self? Why do they say its “safe sex”? “Safe” as in a less risky for someone who is socially retarded? Or “safe” to prevent additional diseases. Well then, its still not sex.  Is doing that too much ruining my sexual abilities?
Are “hot chicks” really “slutty” and doing it with ether multiple partners OR their boyfriend at least 3 times a week? How can I tell that someone is sexually active? By noticing the condoms off the side of the road or just how she’s dressing?
Other than conceiving a child, what does a sexual relationship do for the long run? Or is it a one night stand?