Today I guess I'm focusing on a topic I really don't understand: boys. This is probably the first of many, many posts about these confounding individuals. Whether they're straight, gay, bi, or any other orientation you can think of, their purposes and logic befuddles me completely. I guess part of the reason it affects me so much is that here at school (read: prison) it always appears as though there are more non-straight men than there are straight men and women combined and it's honestly confusing for some. I suppose this year I'm included in that some.
When it comes to boys, I've gotten used to being in the dark. However, recently they seem to have all taken on female traits in odd ways; for example, I've had three men in the past week call themselves fat to my face and all I could think was, "What?" This sudden drop in male confidences has seemingly left me more turned around than usual. And in the case of one very specific male (whose name I shall not here or ever mention) I can't seem to get my head around his utter innocence.
I'm definitely used to being the one who makes all the sex jokes, the one who's "experienced" enough to make everything dirty (or perhaps just immature enough). My roomie has already pulled that out of me even more this year than it used to be. But to actually meet and know a teenager who is as pure of body (not necessarily of mind, though) as I was nearly a decade ago, I seem to have become nostalgic. Yes, the more I talk to this kid the more I wonder if life wouldn't be much happier for me if I could become less profoundly profane. After all, they say that once you've had sex life gets so much more complicated (sometimes you just can't see it as it's happening). This dilemma's also gotten me to thinking whether or not it's possible to become more innocent by osmosis. That could be awesome. It would also give me an excuse to spend more time around him and others like him, haha. But I suppose for now I'll have to concentrate on doing Japanese homework and trying to get more than 5 hours of sleep a night, and focus more on the facets of male consciousness later when I have more time. Ta-ta for now lovelies; join me again later for another dose of honesty and soul-searching. Keep in mind--even when you're doing Japanese homework and accidentally say placenta instead of difficult, it's only awkward if you make it awkward.
Love&Kisses<3
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