why...
...do i always manage to find the "perfect" songs or stories for certain situations?
its like im a magnet. i just can't seem to be a magnet for the right guy right now. a magnet for assholes, and boys that also like boys, and terrible timing...but apparently not for the right person...yet. how wonderful. this article made me laugh though, but not necessarily because it was funny...it just made me not feel so completely OUTRAGEOUS. it made me feel a little better about myself and my...hmm...Morals. lol
read the BLOG, wait...I guess you already are. im going on a not-being-too-mean spree. well, when it comes to blog-writing, apparently. its weird. but, i guess you could take it upon yourself to REALLY piss me off, so that I could have more material :) hahaha JK.
maybe ill give up writing "mean" blogs for lent. hmmm...wouldnt that be something? hahaha pah. yeah. like i could go 40-ish days without writing something the least bit angry-sounding.
maybe i will.
anyway...i'll stop with the pre-bloggageness now! lol
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So, I was looking around at random stuff as usual and came across this. I'm glad I'm not the only one that has thought like this woman...maybe my actions [[or lack there of]] aren't quite to her extent...but they're not far from it. And, I totally understand her reasoning...but I do have some expceptions. *cough
You should read this though...interesting...and you probably won't agree...but whatev. Let me know what you think:
http://www.dailynebraskan.com/opinion/trueblood_first_kiss_worth_waiting_for_perfect_person-1.1483060
TRUEBLOOD: First kiss worth waiting for perfect person
Bethany Trueblood
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Published: Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Updated: Tuesday, February 17, 2009
I’ll be the first to admit it: I’m 20 years old, and I still possess virgin lips.
This shocked one of my friends, who then asked why I have never been kissed.
I explained that the opportunity has never presented itself. I told him that I’m not one to randomly “hook-up” with anyone, nor have I been in a dating relationship. It was my dateless life that shocked him even more.
The lack of kisses and dates, I told him, goes hand-in-hand with my perpetual search to find the “right one,” so he who could be smooched has to first pass that test.
As I observe the number of physically intimate lives around me, I begin to wonder why I care so much about saving my untouched lips for “the one,” especially when it seems unlikely that a guy is saving his lips for me.
A quote by Drew Barrymore’s character Josie Geller in “Never Been Kissed,” one of my favorite movies, helps depict my reasoning:
“The right guy, he’s out there. I’m just not gonna go kiss a whole bunch of losers to get to him.”
It’s not kissing guys that Josie is concerned with; it’s kissing the right guy that she cares about.
Something I’ve been thinking about lately is what is meant by a kiss. Why do we choose to pucker up or not? I thought it would be interesting to get some input on the matter, so I conducted a couple surveys: one for people who have been kissed and one for those who have not. About 70 people took the first survey and 14 the latter. Across the board, many seem to associate kissing with romantic feelings and displaying affection for someone. Aside from that, though, the meaning of a kiss varies from person to person.
According to some of the responses, a kiss can be a greeting among friends, a tender farewell, or a way of “sealing a moment” in one’s memory. To others it could be the result of a mutually exclusive attraction between two people, an emotional union or a sign of devotion. A kiss might also be a romantic gesture meant to progress a relationship beyond friendship. In addition to these things, a number of people say kissing is simply fun.
For those experienced in lip-locking, the number of one’s past kissing partners generally exceeded more than five people, and the need to be in a relationship to exchange kisses was only somewhat important. Many of these people started kissing in their early teen years and say that they do not have any regrets about their first kiss; some, however, do wish that their first kiss was with their current dating partner. For those who have never been kissed, being in a relationship first is very important. Also, the strong consensus for the few who have never kissed is that a kiss should only be shared between two people who are in a committed relationship with one another.
I can strongly identify with the latter group of people and their thoughts about kissing. A kiss is something very intimate and special that should not be given lightly. I would concur that a kiss is an expression of one’s complete devotion and love for another person: something to be exchanged when two people know that they are truly in love.
Every guy I meet could potentially be my husband, but if he’s not mine, then he’s going to be somebody else’s. I want to be extra careful about who I share my affections with out of respect for the guy and for his future wife; I want my future husband to do the same for me. I don’t like the thought of my spouse-to-be exchanging saliva with other girls; when I kiss him someday, I want to know that I’m kissing him only, and not lips that may have traces of others’ DNA on them.
Although kissing may be a lot of fun, I wonder, what’s the point in kissing someone if you’re not in a committed relationship? It might be good “practice,” but I would rather enjoy the awkwardness of a first kiss with the man I want to be with for the rest of my life than become a pro at kissing guys who will one day belong to other women. I am okay with waiting to kiss a guy until I know that he is “the right one;” as Josie puts it, “the only person that you’re supposed to kiss for the rest of your life.”
As my survey results show, a kiss is what a person makes it out to be. It’s completely up to you to decide how and with whom you choose to display your affection. As for my “virgin lips,” they are going to keep waiting, no matter how long that might be.
Bethany Trueblood is a sophomore news editorial major. Reach her at bethanytrueblood@dailynebraskan.com.
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bahahahahaha
so this guy was one of the many responses to her article...it made me crack up hardcore...even if he was kind of a jerk to her...its still funny:
JUSTIN Wed Feb 18 2009 16:00
Look, I know it isn’t cool for a 21 year old guy like me to admit it, but I am proud of my status: I am a senior in college, and I’m still a hand virgin.
New friends are often surprised when they find out about this aspect of my life. They badger me about my life, and my goals, and what led to this point, as if it was just that easy. I tell them the same thing every time: it isn’t that I’m opposed to holding hands. It is just that the right girl has never entered my life. I’m just not the type of guy to go around clasping palms all willy-nilly, nor have I ever been in a tactile relationship.
The lack of finger-snuggling, you see, is part of my long-term goal to find The One. I long ago decided that I had to be sure that I wasn’t giving up my hand to just anyone. I never actually got around to determining criteria on who is The One but I’m working on the assumption here that angels with trumpets will give me the heads up when she wanders by.
I’m been pondering lately what exactly what it means to hold someone’s hand. Is it nature or nurture? Is it a result of what is in our society or what is in our genes? Or perhaps what is in our jeans? I decided to take a couple of surveys. Of the 50 people I surveyed, 37 of them had held hands before, while 13 had not.
According to some of the responses, hand-holding can be a greeting among friends, a tender farewell, or a way of “sealing a deal” that doesn’t involve paperwork. To others it could be the result of a mutually exclusive attraction between two people, an emotional union or a sign of devotion. Holding hands might also be a romantic gesture meant to progress a relationship beyond friendship. In addition to these things, a number of people say hand-holding is simply fun.
For those experienced in palm-grasping, the number of one’s past hand partners generally exceeded more than five people, and the need to be in a relationship to grab fingers was only somewhat important. Many of these people started holding in their early teen years and say that they do not have any regrets about their first hand; some, however, do wish that their first hand had been their current dating partner’s. For those who have never been held a hand, being in a relationship first is very important. Also, the strong consensus for the few who have never held a hand is that a holding should only be shared between two people who are in a committed relationship with one another.
I can strongly identify with the latter group of people and their thoughts about hand-holding. A hand is something very intimate and special that should not be touched lightly. I would concur that a grasp is an expression of one’s complete devotion and love for another person: something to be exchanged when two people know that they are truly in love.
Every girl I meet could potentially be my wife, but if she’s not mine, then she’s going to be somebody else’s. I want to be extra careful about whom I share my affections with out of respect for the girl and for her future husband; I want my future wife to do the same for me. I don’t like the thought of my spouse-to-be exchanging palm sweat with other guys; when I clutch her hand tight someday, I want to know that I’m touching her only, and not hands that may have traces of others’ DNA on them.
Although holding hands may be a lot of fun, I wonder, what’s the point in holding someone’s hand if you’re not in a committed relationship? It might be good “practice,” but I would rather enjoy the awkwardness of a first hand-hold with the woman I want to be with for the rest of my life than become a pro at holding the hands of girls who will one day belong to other men. I am okay with waiting to hold a girl’s hand until I know that she is “the right one;” as H. Jackson Brown, Jr. puts it, “Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.”
As my survey results show, a hand is what a person makes it out to be. It’s completely up to you to decide how and with whom you choose to display your affection. As for my “virgin hands,” they are going to keep waiting, no matter how long that might be.
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