Battle of the Sexes

Posted: 9.30.2011 in Categorically uncategorizable

Every 4 seconds a girl speaks her mind to an uniformed guy
Every 6 seconds an uniformed guy is speechless
Every 10 seconds a girl proves something wrong
Every 60 seconds a girl comes to the aid of a girlfriend in need
Every 3 seconds a girl gets the last word
Every 5 seconds a girl gets the last laugh

Every 10 seconds a guy thinks about how to get a girl
Every 7 seconds a guy tries to prove his manhood
Every 30 seconds a guy looks to his friends for advice
Every 12 seconds a guy embarrasses himself in front of a girl
Every 15 seconds a guy wonders why it is always his fault
Every 2 seconds a guy wonders how a girl’s mind works

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The five of us sat there. The clamor and excitement surrounding us was deafening, yet as if we were sitting pleasantly, chatting in a peaceful coffee shop. It was obvious none of us were paying attention to what should have been the game of our lives, but we were too enthralled with the debate that was being thrown back and forth across the bleachers. Every once in awhile our “intellectual” conversation was broken by screams and hollers when the timing was right. The fact is, our innocent conversation merely consisted of ideas elders would find inappropriate for “children” of our age to be discussing. But whether or not they wanted to admit it, dating, sex and interest in the opposite sex were topics of our generation. It was that simple.

“You’re too young to be thinking about boys.”

“When I was your age, I didn’t have time to worry about dating.”

These were ever-common phrases heard by my ears time and time again. I hate to break it to everyone, but I think about boys all the time. It is reasonable to say that every girl my age does. How does a guy’s mind work? What do they truly look for in a girl? Questions like these arose in my mind constantly. That was the common factor that led us to delve into the minds of one another, or teenagers in general, that night.

Two girls and three guys, sharing their thoughts. It was perfectly harmless, even with the curious glances coming our way, even with heads tilted, directed to catch a tidbit of our heated controversies. We smiled, we laughed and we gapped in awe at some of the amazing truths we were uncovering. Frankly, we weren’t ashamed or embarrassed of what we said and wanted to know, but were instead intrigued by the knowledge each of us were gaining from one another.

You learn something new every day, the saying goes. Guys actually do look deeper into a girl’s appearance, and as much as I didn’t want to admit it, we are attracted by looks, too. It felt like an episode of Love Line, with all the advice and theories that were being tossed our way. It was as if our good guy friends, staring as “Dr. Love,” knew exactly what us girls were thinking. After that, I questioned my stereotypical opinion on men being chauvinistic pigs who don’t care about anything but food and women, women having the likeness to a piece of meat. I realized that I was blocking out the notion that in my case, a guy would have to appreciate me for who I am personally, rather than for looks, or lack thereof.

That night was great. I learned a lot more about the opposite sex in that fascinating thirty minutes than from months of sitting in a boring health class. Surprisingly, guys and girls think quite alike when considering this touchy topic. As much as as I hate to say it, we all have a lot in common. So, even though my fellow female friend was the lucky one and ended up with what appears to be the blooming of a beautiful relationship, I came out with further understanding of the complicated mind of a being I once knew as having cooties.

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