Luke Grown Up

So following a fun night at Heather’s last night and a very specific sequence of dreams, I have drawn the following conclusion: girls are fucking insane. I guess I should re-evaluate that statement. MANY girls are fucking insane. Better?

Now, before I go into specifics, I would like to say that it could just be that I have some fucked up friends and acquaintances. If that’s the case, I pose this question: how did I end up having so many of these people in my life?

Another thing I need to mention: I can’t think of a single guy that I know that is not sane/grounded. I’m sure there is one that I’m forgetting, maybe two. But barring those exceptions, all my guy friends/acquaintances are bordering on normal. My next questions: why does this just affect girls? Is this something inherent in being female? Or is it because something traumatic happened to them early in life? And I’m not talking the regular irrationality that women supposedly host, I’m talking irrationality to the point of insane nonsense.

I have a girl in class that does nothing but talk about herself and her life in discussion. I have a friend that claims that she’s going to get into a guy’s pants every weekend night, but she’s never had sex, let alone given dome. (She also has all these half-baked ideas about her ambitions and the workings of the world, and while relevant, that’s a story for another time.) I have a friend (a girl I like) who will not respond to my phone calls, IMs, or texts - I’ve since just stopped sending them - but in person, sometimes we get a little too close. I have an acquaintance, my friend’s roommate, who is flat-fuck crazy - she cried last night after realizing her roommates are going to be 21, and she’s not 21 until June. She also has this shadowy second life that no one really knows about. I went on a date with a girl that said she liked me, then did the same thing as the girl I like. I dated a girl that was completely off her rocker, who, when we entered college, cut off all contact and started dating some other guy without breaking up with me, and then was shocked when I dumped her ass. I dated another girl that could not orgasm, no matter what I tried - I got her really close, but no dice. (I like to think I’m pretty proficient in bed, and I’ve gotten other girls off multiple times per session, so it wasn’t me. ) I have two friends that get so caught up in drama it makes me sick - they get tired of it, but they keep crawling back to it, even though a rational person would have have no trouble keeping away from it. I had a friend that claimed her name was Juliet, but it was Courtney.

Are these some sort of defense mechanisms to avoid being hurt? I feel like telling some of these girls that though bleak and pessimistic, pain is part of human life. I’m not saying one should seek out painful situations - by no means. Feelin’ good is tops. All I’m saying is that there is the good and the bad in life. They come as a package deal. They balance each other out. And after the bad, the good is that much better. Efforts to cheat the balance will result in some form of insanity, and I mean that. And eventually, it will catch up - I wish cheaters the best of luck on that day. But more importantly, the bad is an experience. It gives one perspective and a more accurate worldview, as opposed to remaining callow and naive, which I suppose some people don’t mind, hence the continuing defensive behavior.

I could keep on going all day. Seriously. These are just the ones that readily come to mind. And it’s not to mention the strumpets. Oh lordy, the strumpets. But let me ask: am I wrong? Is anyone going to call me an asshole and deny all of this? And for the women that agree with my conclusion, can you give me and concrete reasons WHY this is? I’ve gone from tentatively considering this idea to having complete and utter faith in it, but that doesn’t mean I understand it. Furthermore, I can not even picture a guy trying to pull any of this stuff off. It’s ridiculous. And this is also not to say that I don’t have sane female friends. Some of my best female friends are completely solid and down to earth. What the fuck happened with everyone else?

So, until I get this figured out, I’m going to find out as much as I can and ask as many people as I can about this. The truth must be uncovered.