
A fine young lady stopped by my house today to visit with my roommates and I. In order to maintain the confidentiality between this friend and myself I'll just refer to her as..."Hannah". We proceeded to discuss the interworkings of her emotions towards another certain gentleman. After much poking and prodding the conversation wasn't getting anywhere. It was 3 on 1, my two roommates and I against her. We fired question after question, but she wouldn't budge. Finally in desperation we asked what exactly is it that you want? Ms "Hannah" didn't really seem to have an answer. But you can believe she was all sorts of flustered by our great debating skills and didn't stand a chance against our logic. So, not only did she further prove my theory that girls don't know what they want by actually admitting to it herself, but she then proceeded to try to convince my roommate Kyle to help defend her in her oh so weak position. She said, and I quote, in somewhat similar/my interpretation of her words...
Kyle, what is your opinion on said matter?
Well "Hannah", I think Donald and Kevin are absolutely right. I know that because Donald is pretty much amazing.... Eeh! Kyle, that's enough thank you!
She cut him off even before he had a chance to expound upon his oh so valid point! I believe what she meant to say was, "Kyle, please agree with whatever it is I have to say, if not please cease from speaking such blasphemes..."
Therefore bringing me back to my original point, woman really would be so much easier to understand if they all came with their own little book of translations. Life would be oh so much easier. No more guessing, no more wondering, no more getting in trouble for reasons we're not really even sure why... Then again, guys don't read instructions as it is anyways. So really, girls, don't fret too much because I suppose we'll love you no matter what language you speak.



