Why is It Okay to Hate Men...

I have been too lazy recently and way behind everything that is happening out here in blogosphere. For that I am sorry!! I am also very much behind with all the tags and awards I have to pass on. But now I found a way out as well as powers in myself to continue the best way. I am about to start doing tags every Friday and hope to catch up by the end of spring. This will be my Miscellaneous Friday and once I hope to make it something like Tuesday Love Ramblings. I mean at least that much constant on my blog.

And today I want to start with Pri’s tag. She tagged me like ages ago to write on 10 things I hate about men. Must be fun, so lets start ;)

• The way they think they are smarter, they are more intelligent and the girl should not interrupt when men are talking on men’s subjects like science, computers, sports, finance, politics. Do they ever learn this kind of attitude somewhere before they go to school?? Some college for little boys, eh?? Because from the very first time they step into school together with girls they are already like that. Inborn capability? Huh?! Wake up, guys! The world changed. It doesn’t belong to you anymore!
  
  
• They remember the name of all sportsmen ever achieved any memorable results no matter from own country or not. Ask them what was the score in the final game of the last FIFA World Cup and you will get an answer. Ask them about the date you got to know each other… birthdays?? anniversaries?? Selective memory, eh?? Would it kill to remember?
  
  
• I wont say anything new now. But hellooooo, if you don’t know the right direction, why not to ask? Big big ego problem.
  “Men don’t need to ask for directions. They know where they are going… (errr…. Honey, where is that map?)”
  
  
• He: Oh.. darling, you have fever. Hey, lie down, I will cook dinner myself.
  She: Oh, no, no, come on, I can do it.
  He: Huh? I told you to take rest, I’ll manage it. Err.. where are vegetables in this house? Hey, sweetheart, did you hide the knife somewhere?
  She: I still want to help you, I took some pills, fever will go now.
  He: Do you think I am not able to take care of you??!! Here is the knife, got it. Oh, shit.. I cut my finger, dear, I cut my finger, I am bleeding.. OMG.. I am bleeding.Ohh.. I am feeling so weak. I need to lie down. Bring me some juice? What?? We don’t have juice?? Go and buy it. Ohh… my finger. And now don’t say I never take care of you. I cut my finger because of you. You should be grateful you have got me. Look for sacrifices I make for you!!
  
  I hope you got the point!
  
  
• The way they think to run household is not exactly work and you cant get tired by cleaning, doing the laundry, washing dishes, looking after kids.. Noooooooo, it is absolutely not the same as being in office from 9 till 6. has nothing to do with being busy. It is fun for us, kind of a hobby. Why don’t you join? Believe me in the phrase “working mother” working is redundant, actually it is already redundant in “working woman” as whatever a woman does it is already WORK!
  
  
• You do not have birth right over the Remote control. Neither we granted this right to you. And there is more than just sports and news and stupid dirty comedies running on tv… let’s say “Desperate Housewives”, “Sex and the City”?
  
  
• Ok, that’s something that might annoy even more. It is absolutely nothing wrong with looking (I mean we like to look too…), but haven’t you been taught about the art of looking? There is a very fine line between ogling and looking. But somehow, you guys, think its all one and the same! And they call themselves intelligent!
  
  
• The way they hide their emotions when something goes wrong. Come on, we are not dumb, we know something is going on. And if you know us well by now we already have the theory about what exactly is going on. Like you have some illness or you would die or you are going to leave us. So if it is just some small work issue, just tell us - we would be able to handle it better than the whole lots of theories we have imagined while you were not talking.
  
  
• The way they say I don’t bother what you look like because you are a great personality once you are their friend, after you have become their girlfriend suddenly you have to lose some weight, change your outfits, etc etc etc …. You either be more consistent or don’t say anything at all. Otherwise I have a word for it – HYPOCRISY!
  
  
• Once again. Reality check: “A man is in fact a sport obsessed, boob-fixated alien species that will never mature beyond the mental age of 13, capable of generating vast expanses of mess, extravagant noise and unique odours simultaneously” (not my quote!). So you see we have more than just 10 reasons why it is really okay to hate men.

But well, all stereotypes. Reality is different or I want it to be different, though like we all know some points are pretty fair!

When women are upset, they go shopping, men – invade another country. That’s the whole different way of mentality.

Once we learn to live with it, things will be less complicated.

PS: though we still haven’t granted you the right over remote control ;)
PPS: i am not tagging one, though feel free to take this one up if you like :)

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This JUST cant get any better.
NOT written by me.. just copy pasted it. (and stolen from another blog which obviously stole it from somewhere else, so the true author remains anonymous :P )

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Here's a prime example of "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus" offered by an English professor from the University of Phoenix:
The professor told his class one day: "Today we will experiment with a new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send another copy to me. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending another copy to me. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth. Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the e-mails and anything you wish to say must be written in the e-mail. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."
The following was actually turned in by two of his English students: Rebecca and Gary.
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THE STORY:
(First paragraph by Rebecca)
At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.
(Second paragraph by Gary)
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. "A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
(Rebecca)
He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she pondered wistfully.
(Gary)
Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu'udrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu'udrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.
(Rebecca)
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.
(Gary)
Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F--KING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"
(Rebecca)
A******.
(Gary)
B****
(Rebecca)
**** YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!
(Gary)
Go drink some tea - *****.
(TEACHER)
*A+ - I really liked this one.*

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Some words of wisdom

How do you decide who to marry?
Answers by children

1. You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming. Alan,aged 10
2. No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before,and you get to find out later who you're stuck with. Kirsten, age 10

What is the right age to get married

1. Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then. Camille, age 10
2. No age is good to get married at. You got to be a fool to ge married. Freddie, age 6

How can a stranger tell if two people are married?

1. You might have to guess, based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids. Derrick, age 8

What do you think your mom and dad have in common?

1. Both don't want any more kids. Lori, age 8

What do most people do on a date?

1. Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough. Lynnette, age 8
2. On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date. Martin, age 10

What would you do on a first date that was turning sour?

1. I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns. Craig, age 9

When is it okay to kiss someone?

1. When they're rich. Pam, age 7
2. The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that. Curt, age 7
3. The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do. Howard, age 8

Is it better to be single or married?

1. I don't know which is better, but I'll tell you one thing; I'm never going to have sex with my wife. I don't want to be all grossed out. Theodore, age 8
2. It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them. Anita, age 9

How would the world be different if people didn't get married?

1. There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there. Kelvin, age 8

How would you make a marriage work?

1. Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck.

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The song of the day

Artist - Bryan Adams
Song - She is a little too good for me

She got the brains - she got the looks
She knows all the right people - reads all the right books
She's got my name - she's got my number
But what she see's in me I sometimes wonder

(Chorus)
She's a little too good for me
She's gonna change me if I let her
She's a little too good for me
But I'm getting better

I'm just a guy - I'm just me
I'm happy with my feet up on the table - in front of my TV
We're worlds apart - we're night and day
She's dinner by candle light - I'm just a take-away

(Chorus)
She's a little too good for me
She's gonna change me if I let her
She's a little too good for me
But I'm getting better

She's says I do something to her
All her friends say I'm a loser

She's just a little too good for me
She's gonna change me if I let her
She's a little too good for me
But I'm getting better
She's a little too good for me
She's gonna change me if i let her
She's a little too good for me
But I'm getting better
I'm getting bter
Yeah I'm getting better
I'm getting better
Yes I'm getting better

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