Sorry Sara, but I’m not telling you how to do anything.
I am just expressing my opinion about how much of a puling idiot you seem to be.
I don’t know you, so you might be really cool in person.
You may also be one of those stupid people who stamps their foot and insists that they’re right, and when asked to prove it, they only continue to insist that it’s “just because I am!”, which is stupid.
I’m not the hypocrite here, hon, you are. It’s abundantly clear that you only see what you want to see and hear what you want to hear. You’re in college? Learn how to listen. Open your eyes, stop being such milksop.
And I know that I was agreeing with you in particular in my post, so you can come down off your hobby- er, high horse. It’s just that I couldn’t find where you said it so I attributed it to someone unknown. Better to say “I’m not sure” when you’re not sure, than say “This is a fact, because I think it is.”
You live in your little world, thinking that the factors that define your reality apply universally, or so it would seem.
Such is not the case, I can assure you. You can do a lot of things, you can do just about anything. But you can’t expect people to accept the things you posit on faith in your experience.
And yes, I read your OP. It wasn’t that bad, as I said. And you didn’t really make any generalizations.
It was the everyday, run-of-the-mill fat chic bleating about how the guys she likes don’t like her as much as the hot chic.
Well boo-fucking-hoo. In my limited experience (so by no means is this a fact, only what I have seen) I have found that the only people who bitch about the beauty/success/popularity of others are those who feel dissatisfied with their station in life, but lack the conviction to do anything about it.
Your responses to me resonate with my memory in such a way that says:
“This chic is playing at being happy, because she is struggling to control a situation she can’t. She finds it frustrating to the point of whining about it to everyone, and having a big chip on her shoulder about it. This is very unnatractive, and has a lot more to do with her situation than a room wallpapered with Britney Spears posters.”
Here’s a free lesson:
The mere fact that you dog on BS makes you look foolish, as though it’s her fault she looks the way she does, and that guys all across America lust after her.
It’s always been this way, those type of people are called “sex-symbols”. There are male sex-symbols as well, such as Tom Cruise, Mel Gibson, and Brad Pitt. These are only a few, and there are more female sex symbols than just Britney Spears, better ones too.
HOWEVER
I think that I have maybe clouded the issue here, and for that I am sorry. I think that I DID get a little off topic, and I apologize.
I forgot that this was a standard issue whiny chic thread, all about this girl who insists that she knows all about the game, yet clearly is having trouble considering situations from more than one aspect.
It’s been done, and it sounds stupid every time some girly pipes up about sexy women and the media and how they feel incensed about, even though they don’t know why.
So you’re still an idiot. We all know it, there’s no need to propagate this belief by standing firm and insisting that you’re not. Just like denial is the first sign of a problem, admission is the first step to recovery.
I know, I used to be just like you, insofar as I can tell from your posts. I don’t profess to know anything about you otherwise.
For now, suffice it to say that your logic sucks, your rhetoric is severely flawed, and you are grasping at straws and no one is buying it.
Get over it, and don’t come back until you’re ready to engage in some intellectual intercourse.
And don’t be silly, telling me this is the pit. You telling me this is the pit is like pee-wee herman telling Ella Fitzgerald about jazz, baby.
~Santi
PS. I know several women, some on this board, who are awesome. It has nothing to do with their dress size, and I can see in their smiles (those that have pics on the net) that their physical being only serves as a prism through which their inner being shines and is refracted into the beautiful creature they are. I love women, all shapes and sizes, baby, and there are a TON (a metric one!) of guys who feel the same.