WELL - I hardly ever/rarely blog about my personal life but I really need to rant and I feel that this is the best place to do it.
I went out for drinks (COPIOUS drinks) on Friday night with a bunch of female friends and I was dressed up all fancy in a new dress and heels. One of my friends helped me do my hair (I’m ashamed to say I have a hairstyle repertoire of 4 styles - part in the middle, part on the side, ponytail and bun) and I had pretty makeup. I looked hot!!
After a few hours of drinking and playing ‘never have I ever’ (which I had NO idea how to initially play) we met 2 boys in a bakehouse while getting the mandatory late night meat pie and coffee before hitting another club. I got chatting to one boy who was from Manchester in the UK (I live in Australia FYI) and then started talking to his friend, who was a 27 year old Aussie boy. We ended up having a lot to talk about and had plenty in common, but I didn’t find him attractive and wasn’t going to take him home, it was just fun to talk to someone new - regardless of them being a single male. We both spoke different languages (I speak German and French, a bit of Italian and I’ve studied Latin at both school and University… I have a double major in German and Classics and am finishing my second uni degree now which is law)
One of the girls in my group left, and we were down to only 2 members (myself and another) so the girl, the Aussie boy and I went to another club. The female friend (who I’d only met Friday night through another friend) started snogging Aussie boy next to me on the couch but I didn’t care. I had an espresso martini and was just enjoying being out after 3am. She soon got bored of him and found some random sleazy businessman to hook up with, and I was left chatting to Aussie boy….. This is where he became a dick!!
While we were chatting away he kept going on about how “intellectually sexy” I was because I spoke different languages and was studying law etc, and I was very in tune with the world and was very smart. I was also told by him how I would be the perfect girl for him (flattered, but again I wasn’t attracted to him but thought it was a nice compliment)….. Until he brought up my weight!! I’m not skinny, I never have been, but I’m certainly not obese. I’m 5 foot 4 (or 163cm tall) and I have big boobs, and thighs but I don’t mind that, and the thing I dislike the most is the fact that my stomach is most definitely on the softer side. But the entire night I was feeling really good about myself and having such a great night I didn’t even think about that at all - I felt confident and, dare I say it - sexy! At this point I should also say that I haven’t had sex in 4 years, not kissed a boy or been in a relationship or had any form of male attention whatsoever in that time apart for a ‘blow jobs only’ night out in February 2012.
Aussie boy went on to say that he didn’t want to offend me, but if I had a physical attribute like if I danced or played tennis or did something to keep me physically fit, well that along with my “sexual intelligence” I would be great. I was confused. Greatly. Where did he get off saying that despite one good thing I had going for me (my brain) that if I was skinny I would be perfect?? He rabbited on over some psychological course he’d done and reiterated that if I were physically fit I’d be a better person. I wasn’t impressed at ALL!
So, all in all, apparently I have to be both intelligent AND a supermodel to get laid…. And they say women are the picky ones?
Sorry for the long-winded interruption to your dash, ladies and gentlemen… Back to scheduled blogging!
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