cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater.

              Now I know that it has been awhile since I have written, and at first I had this grand idea that I would be writing about the amazing time at World Changers or Camp or even the crazy shenanigans that have went on throughout his summer. Yet, if anyone knows my spontaneous life, you know that when the itch comes I am going to scratch it ;).
           So at 3 o'clock in the morning, after trying to sleep and being attacked by our loveable new dog Tee-bow (he can't sleep anywhere but my bed which is a twin) WELCOMETOMYLIFE, I am on the couch and watching a movie"The Women". Now as you know 3 is not the greatest time to find a movie or to not be able to sleep ie. there aren't a lot of options. mix this with a lack of space ( I'm literally writing this on top of this huge oaf) coupled with the lack of one hand (the other keeping him still so I can actually write). Rolling out of bed after the 3rd time of Tee-bow jumping up; I zombie walk into the living room, plop down, and turn the t.v. on. As I scroll through, I actually find a movie that isn't almost over and begin to watch. I am shell shocked.  "The Women" is about this rich beautiful woman who's husband has an affair, and yet the movie is based on this woman's close friends and how they are all dealing with the situation. at first I was mildly interested, hoping that something would lull this bear to sleep and yet long after the dog is conked out I am glued to the t.v.
             The Cliche characteristics between men and women are absolutely unoriginal. these women are gossipy and dramatic, and each one represents a different type of woman: the Lesbian, the Soccer Mom, The Suit, and the Shining Mother Next Door. She has everything going for her and every woman can seemingly relate to her and yet her husband cheats on her with an irritatingly sexy clerk (Eva Mendez) who has no remorse for what she has helped create. The movie felt like it could have been created by bitter angry women. What really kept me into the movie is the horrible shallow reason that they have seemingly created for the man for cheating.  

He wasn't getting any at home.  

         I know that this is crass, and maybe I should just stop now but it thoroughly irritates me how many women use that excuse for a reason that he cheated. That shallow excuse that he can't help it. Ugh.  that bothers me soooo much. Why do we use that excuse as an out? Why do we subject men into animals AND for women we label them as sluts and homewreckers. I hate this idea, and I hate the idea that it is a double standard for women and men. It should be the same, and as men, don't let people subject you to that idea. you can help it. obviously you helped it for some duration of your life. 

 AAAANNNNYYYYWAYYYSSS... that was my life last night, something I just couldn't hold in. As always.  This is the life of an almost graduated college student!