Men and women friends

My best friend is a guy. [Gasp!]

Despite my penchant for lambasting men [disclaimer: not the entire male species], I have been friends with him for more than a decade now. We saw each other through the emotional roller coasters of life.

Most of the friends I hang out with are a mix breed of men and women. But more often than not, I hit it off with the guys.

I have a theory why I get along well with male friends.

[No offense to very good female friends.]

Women were brought up in a culture that condones double standards. The same culture reinforces the miseducation of women. In the early stages of life, women were educated and trained to compete with each other. The goal was to marry well, bear children and have a good happy family life.

Now that women have pervaded almost all kinds of profession, they are still programmed to be that way – to compete with each other. For success? No. For men. To get the best man they could ever find for themselves.

The recent psychological book that The Temptress lent me expressed glibly what I was thinking the whole time: Women tend to measure who they are and their rate of success based on the partner they have chosen to be with.

Most feminists would disagree with it, but a lot of women have this tendency to gauge their self-esteem based on who their chosen partner is. The male partner is considered the reflection of the woman’s prowess to get an ideal mate.

Such is the same reason why some women friends tend to get jealous of each other, as they are pre-programmed to compete with each other for a man’s attention.

Do men always have to be the bottomline?

This is perhaps one of the reasons why I had a guy bestfriend.

If I would have an iota of girl-envy in my body, it would be around 10%. I couldn’t say I am rid of it. It would be a lie. But most women would have more than 70%.

I guess the reason for this minimal girl-envy would be my demented perception of women, not as competitors, but as prospects as well.

Hehehe.

Enough said.

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Let's go UP coño-bashing!


Tales from the Coño Side
By Wanna Fellacio Torero


It's so hirap talaga to study in UP, the University of the Poor. You know, I never wanted to study here. But my parents kasi, they both went to UP and they said na it was the best school talaga. Eh 'di I went.


But no! When I got here, Holy horrors! I was ready to make himatay after the first day pa lang. Would you believe, there's no aircon na nga in the classrooms, the fan doesn't work pa. And then this guy who was like, wearing a sando, shorts and tsinelas lang made tabi next to me. He made pakilala pa! The nerve! So I made takbo to the CR to make tago. But I couldn't make hugas my hands that were so pawis from escaping such a near-death experience. There was no liquid soap! Not even a couch where
I could sit to make kikay.

Do you feel my pain na ba? But wait, there's more. Last Thursday kasi Daddy's Volvo was bawal, eh the Eclipse was being repaired, so I had to make sakay with my yaya in the Ikot jeep. It was so siksik! I could like, smell the putok of the girl next to me. Like, it was sobrang mabaho talaga. Kasi naman, the Ikot jeeps are old na nga, they're mainit pa! Sana they make palit na the jeeps with a shuttle system. Okey lang naman even if there's an increase in pamasahe 'di ba? So when the car is bawal, I can use my credit card na to make bayad.

Isa pa, you know the Shopping Center? It's so kadiri talaga. I'm forced na nga to make Xerox there, (as if naman I could be caught in that place otherwise) pero I'm so inis because it's so maliit and madilim, and most of the stalls don't have aircon. They should tear it down na and build a mall na lang. Then I wouldn't have to go to Katipunan pa to get my Starbucks fix.

My gosh, this place is so bulok I don't know nga why anyone would bother making turo here pa. Just yesterday, my professor was kinda inis kasi her whiteboard marker had no more tinta! Then she tried to make hanap a matino whiteboard marker but of course there was none. Duh! Kasi naman if we had laptops instead of desks in every classroom there would be no more need for whiteboards diba? But you know evevn if there were laptops na, the seats are so tigas sometimes I find it mahirap to concentrate.
Dapat may cushioning para malambot sa butt, like Downy.

Now I'm in my third year na. I don't want to stay in this place anymore. I don't give a paki if UP's the best university here. I'm going to transfer to La Salle, where the CRs have liquid soap. Now na.