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Saturday, February 16, 2002 ( 1:11 AM ) natalie so...where do i begin on the provocitive topic of the male gender. first lets identify the spcies in question....males: typically two headed, which both can come in many shapes, sizes and intellignece, bitch to anything with breasts, overly horney, usualy cocky, the nice ones are taken, the cute ones are fuckers, and the succesful ones are wither gay or sleeping with 500 other women. Why does this topic appeal to me?? because i am a heterosexual girl who is currently attempting to figure out the inner workings of certain males. these males of which will be refferd to repeatedl through out this blog. Why do ithink other people should listent o what i have to say? well...frankly...i dont care if u read this to laugh, for tips, for fun, because u just stumbled upon the page, or dont read it at all. I am doing this for myself. why u ask? because i have found it to relieve my stress when i can pitch a fit about all the little things (sometimes not so little things) that the men in my life do or do not do. A little about myself: i am a biological sciences major at UC Irvine. I coem from a small beach community, hence a drug town. I do not do drugs myself...yet i do not alienate my friend whodo experiment...hey..u were a teenageer once too...lets not forget! i have had to work hard for everythign i have in my life. I grew up the poor gilr ina rich community. Welfare christmas's just dont compare to the new mercades and winter cabin that the jones's got. so i have made it a point...actually my motto....that i will not procreate untill i have the financial ability to support that which i create. Parents divoreced when i was 7..not crying about that...they needed to...fought all the time. mom meet new man..john...he was coke dealer. i dunno if she knew that..but ithink she should have figured itout b4 she moved me and my older sister intoa coke house. i would have made sure. but alas...i survived. after he was busted and thrown in jail...my mom got the courage to leave him. i got the courage to leave her. so i rented a room from close family friends of my fathers. I was only 16 when i learned how to be completely financially independent. WHat does that mean? i paid rent, bought my own food, had a job that i would visit regualerly after school and my extra couricular activites were over. I graduated in the top of my class, magna cum laude. quite an accopmlishment considering everything that my classmates had been offerd in teir lives, and what little i had to work with. Along with moving out came responsiblity for myself. I got to decide if i wanted to go to school, or how late i was gonna stay out. i made my world turn....i was my own dictator. for some people...this would surely break them....but grew stronger than ever...more invincible than super man. I got into the top college of my choice....fully paid for with scholarships that i had earned. while i was busy takeing care of all that menial shit of just living ie bills, chores, work, school......i became scared iguess...i dont know how else to explain it. i finally knew what it felt like to be totally alone oint he world....and i didnt wanna be like that...i couldnt live without love anymore. so i started to look in all the wrong places. I found many boys who would kiss me and tellme how beautiful i was. I would go dancing at least once a week and crave the attention that all the men spilled on me. i would hook up wit at least one new guy each week....cpet i wsnt givin them anyhting else but kisses....i was a very prude naughty girl. interseting mix. finally i got to college....where surely after kissing 70 guys that we # |
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