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B is for Bad
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The Rollercoaster of Drama

By staff
writer
Simonne
Cullen



January 30, 2005

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B is for Bad. Boys begins with B, therefore boys must equal bad. All boys, every single one of them, claim that girls are dramatic. We're the ones who blow
everything out of proportion. We're the ones who overreact. We're the ones who carve "A is for Asshole" on the side of their car with a rock. But here's a big surprise:
guys are just as dramatic—maybe even more so than girls are. G is for Good.

Girls get their emotions toyed with by guys all the time. They will invest themselves for months in a guy whose stock may just leave them
with empty pockets and a hole in their heart. But girls, unlike boys, eventually can't concentrate on anything else but this flaccid excuse of an investment and decide
that they've come to the cut-off point. Girls try their very best not to be dramatic and attempt to catch the guy after a class and say something like, "Listen, if I don't
do this now it won't ever get out. I know that I enjoy your company and I also discovered through the array of events since this summer and first semester that your need
for female companionship is minimal. But like I said before I like being around you. And I'd like to hang out more, but I can't read you at all and can't tell if you're
genuinely interested or if I should just take it for its surface value and leave it at that. So I'd like to know, do you want anything more out of this?" And I bet you
girls even write this speech out during class just to make it sound as undramatic as possible. Goddamn, P is for Pathetic.



I'm convinced that only 2% of the guys on campus wants to be single and
that's only because the other 98% have found a college-life-partner in an herbal plant or alcohol. My best friend Casey says that guys mature a lot slower than we do, and
right now college women are on the same emotional plane as a 30-year-old—but she is dating someone from the slowly extinct 2% category so what the hell does she
know? STHU is for Shut The Hell Up!



I've seen lots of girls get involved with guys who aren't good enough for them. And while we're all emotionally attached to these guys at different levels, we're all
giving them head right? Well take a second to reflect on your past relationships....done? Let's take another second for those attempting to remember drunk hookups they
believe were at the post-orgasm phase of a relationship....denial takes a little longer huh....done? Okay moving forward. Think of all the head you gave and look at your
jewelry box. If there isn't a direct proportion to how much head you give to how much silver is in your jewelry box from him, then sucking cock isn't getting you that
boyfriend is it? Casey disagrees. She says there's another word for that. H is for Hookers.



Try out this scenario, the root of why this week's article is full of bitter sarcasm and a perverted version of a Sesame Street alphabet lesson…. If a guy is too
vague with the definition of the relationship and he ends up getting hurt, it's his own fucking fault. Boys like to have the arrangement when they can have sex with a
girl, but he's not her boyfriend. So he gets all the benefits of a girlfriend and she gets nothing. He gets laid. She gets nothing, so when the opportunity arises when the
girl meets someone who doesn't want to use her for just sex and makes that little bit of extra effort—like I don't know, seeing her SOBER—she makes out with
him. Then the sex addict boy finds out, gets mad, and dumps her. Let me just clear this up right now: YOU CAN'T DUMP SOMEONE YOU WEREN'T DATING IN THE FIRST PLACE!! H
is also for Hypocrite
, dickhead.

A guy can't suddenly decide his sex toy has committed infidelity when he wasn't dating her in the first place, and never made it clear to her
that they were in fact a couple working under the terms of monogamy for a period of time. The best type of these boys are the kind who get so hurt he stops speaking to
said girl for only kissing someone else. If you were really that into her in the first place you would have put down the doobie and the beer and watch the movie with her
on Sunday night instead of saying something so untruly romantic as, "I don't think I'm drunk enough...I'll be back." So don't get all territorial on us. You may have
planted a flag, but if you're not going to stay and build a fort, which you commitment phobic losers might actually turn into a really great settlement, then you're going
to lose residence in the bush. C is for Clever, not clit.



Because you know what the benefit is of being friends with benefits? You can make out with other people. If the whole point of being friends with benefits is not having to
do boyfriend duties (i.e. presents, public kisses, whatever), then we girls reserve the right to be out with other people to distribute our goodies accordingly. Some girls
claim that friends with benefits will eventually turn into a relationship if you hold out long enough—well by senior year if you're still holding out for the same
guy, you're pretty fucking dumb. D is for Delusional.



And I can't stand guys who are unforgiving. You know they can call you up
drunk
at 3 in the morning on the day of your final to talk to you and you have to pretend that it's okay because you don't want to yell at them and be dramatic,
but if you asked this guy to your sorority's formal and he was so drunk that he doesn't even remember the next morning because he was too drunk or didn't call when he
promised he would, and blah blah blah, he expects us to forgive and forget. But make out with someone else and it's blasphemy. Because girls are supposed to be perfect
undramatic angels. H is for Horseshit.



It makes me crazy, this using and discarding business. Maybe it girls' own fault for not holding guys to higher standards when we were freshman. Maybe all of our standards slowly began to drop as we realized that the small pool of males we
have to work with really isn't the pool we'd like to be swimming in permanently. Maybe we should find a river that will lead us to the ocean where they're more variety.
M is for More. Which is what we should all be looking for.



On a side note there's always a guy who acts like they want to cuddle at 4 in the morning after a party, but while in bed he pokes you from behind, if you know what I
mean. When did we become a society of "through the pants pokers"? It's like he's trying to say with the poke, "I know you're tired and are ready to pass out but maybe if I
poke you enough you'll be rejuvenated by my poking stick and energized enough to choke the poke, if you now what I mean." I'd like for once to see a girl poke a boy. "Hey
wake up drunky drunky. (poke poke) Time to play. (poke poke) I didn't see any necklace when you came in so you better get down there. (poke poke)" W is for
weird
.



Okay, back to the B is for Bad story. What is so infuriating though is that girls will always attempt to talk to the boy in one final effort to try and clear things up.
And while it would be really….relievingly nice for it to go something like, "Hey I didn't want it to work out this way and maybe next time you'll be a little more
clear to whichever girl you decide to get involved with what your definition of relationship is so you won't be hurt again." But the next time you'll see him he'll be
drunk and you'll be drunk and the bitterness and low blows will just come flying out, "Why don't you go makeout with 10 guys and lie about it?" "You can't dump someone you
weren't dating in the first place asshole. I am sooooooooooooooooooo (dramatically) sorry that I pulled you away from you're crack pipe for four hours every two weeks. But
now you can just devote your full attention to it now." And luckily at least one of you won't remember this conversation ever took place. All signs point to him forgetting
and you'll spend all Sunday feeling like shit. U if for Unnecessary guilt.



But if you want to be in a relationship with someone who will continually forget he's in a relationship with you, far be it from me to stop you. I'm just passing out a
little friendly advice. Go have fun making your own bitter reflected alphabet series. T.E.P.O. is for The End, or for my friends studying abroad in London right now
and can still relate to what I'm writing here, Piss Off.

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23 Comments

claudette's picture

This was a freakin' great column! You go girl, R is for you Rock...haha..

Nathan DeGraaf's picture

Dang, girl. I do not want to meet the guy that messed you up.

KBear's picture

lol... I've been that guy before. Ah, Simonne, for the record, girls are dramatic, guys are jerks. It's the way it works. Or dosen't work, as is usually the case.

Kansas's picture

Simmone. You are really funny, but this is just bitter girl drama. So guys don't work out. Pull youself up and move on. Relationships in college are not like the real world. I hope after you graduate this year and enter the real world you won't let guys treat you like this. For someone so funny it sounds like you have low self esteem to tolerate a gentleman that doesn't "remember if he's in a relationship or not" Do better.

The Beech's picture

Sure, take advice from Kansas.
The cowgirl's Dr. Laura.

The Dude this is About's picture

I rock. Plain and simple.

Jackie's picture

Wow. This article was about someone? I'd hate to piss you off simonne

a brother called SM's picture

This simply seems like a childish rant! I'm a friend of the "B's" and he DOES have his faults, but so do you. Infact, we all do and grouping the men of Lawrence together does not solve anything. It is simple to say "all of guys are drunk assholes who just want fuck every bitch he can." My answer to this argument is growup, men, or I should say people, are much more complex than this. Maybe it is because I am a little older than the other students, but I have experenced being in love with a women and the feeling of being drunk and just wanting fuck them like mad dog. So trust me when I say that no matter the relationship, it takes two to participate.

The Guy this is About's picture

Hey Nathan DeGraaf you are right you dont want to meet me cuz I would beat you on sight, bitch ass. Oh and B really stands for badass, which I am.

Bill Braski's picture

Over the years I have seen many things, learned many words, and here is one acronyme you forgot: P is for porcupine. If you had as many dicks poking out of you as you had poking in, you would look like a porcupine!

Nathan DeGraaf's picture

Hey, Guy This is About, there is nothing in your upbringing that could possibly prepare you for me. I am accessible. You have my full name. And now that I’ve read your comment, I do want to meet you because I’m shocked that a brainless dick fucked Simmonne up this bad. I always thought she was smarter than that. And better than that. At any rate, go a couple of months without your ‘roids so you can save up the cash to get a plane ticket from the Bible belt, come on down to Tampa and we’ll chat. Oh yeah, and don’t forget to tell me your real name, Badass.

Josh's picture

Could you guys just calm the fuck down? Guy This Is About why don't you just apologize to her and ask she take you back. You know you want to otherwise you wouldn't care enought to leave her feedback. She would probably take you back too because she's dumb enough to write about you. So it's better to have two morons together than have them single and ruining other people's love lives.

Cammy's picture

How hot is the guy? Because if he's easily replacable don't waste your time. One must also question. Was the sex that good? Because if you're making a big deal about mediocore sex then you really need to move on.

Nick's picture

Simonne. Date me. I'll treat you right.

You know who's picture

B is for Bobbo, the coolest guy ever. Casey's boyfriend sounds awesome.

Bin Laden's picture

First off-After reading this article, I decided that this author doesnt deserve the respect of being referred to by her real name so I will simply refer to her as Filthy Slut. I bet you tool boxes that are bad-mouthing the guy this is about are just doing it because you think it will help you get Filthy slut in the sack. Well cyber jack offs I got news for ya, YOU WILL NEVER GET LAID...SO GO FUCK YOURSELF!! Any bitch that will that talks about giving blow jobs for jewelry probably does it well, but has no credibility to write an article about the integerity of another person. Blowjobs can buy jewelry...its called prostitution.

craig's picture

this post is for the person before me: where are you hiding?

Simonne's picture

Mr. Bin Laden,

This is an observational humor column. Just like any comedy point of view, certain observations in this article have been exhaggerated. I also feel the need to point out that this column is not strictly limited to Lawrence University. So while this article was based on a particular individual here, his actions have also been performed by other males across the country and this article is meant to be a broad generalization of these said males. Also I must point out that you didnt read the article very well because it was just a suggestion that girls shouldn't distribute blow jobs so generously, and girls that do distribute them for money/and or jewerly are infact hookers. Hence H is for Hookers.

On a side note. It's amazing that in the middle of planning attacks on the US and moving to and from your hideouts you took some time out to read my article. That's precious.
If you could not leave feedback from now on though that'd be great. I don't want to be associated with a person my country so avidly hates.

A&A's picture

El maricon de cervantes,

Why do you put so much energy into putting down my roommate? You must not have very much contact with Simonne at all. Are you one of those people that has nothing better to do than attempt to hurt her feelings? She obviously doesnt care what people think if she writes what she does. But as good friends...we do care. We feel like we need to say a couple of good qualities that our friend posesses, maybe much to your disbelief. You say that L is for Loyal-and that's what she is-very loyal to all of her friends and we love her for it. And that is what really counts. If you knew her and just didn't know about her from your reliable sources like gossip and rumors then you wouldn't be so vulgar. If you really dislike her so much why don't you sign your name and/or confront her face to face. She's never been scared of confrontation, but you seem to be terrified of it. It's so easy to leave crude comments when anonimity is involved. Maybe if you took the time to get to know Simonne you would realize that she really is a good person.

Linds's picture

i think this was the best thing i've ever read. i have been in your place before, and this is soo true. guys should be REQUIRED to read this article. they need to take note and realize that they can't keep girls around and call them only when they want something. thanks for writing this simonne!! :)

a brother named SM's picture

Dear anyone who insists that the man known as the "B" is a horrible person. He is a good man and simply did not want her anymore. He did not get rid of her so much because she messed around with one of his friends, but because she lied about it. I am not by any means a sexually moral person, but I agree with the "B" with disliking and looking down upon people who lie. I agree she wrote a well written essay, but it is filled with half-truths. Finally, to Simonne, how dare you attack a person with the soul intention of trying to hurt them and then claim that this was an article to help women gain higher standards for the men that they date. This article is nothing but an expression of your childish anger towards someone who told you to get lost after you lied to them. Fuck you and grow up!

Robby G.'s picture

By writing this article, you prove that girls are in fact more dramatic than men. Girls need to realize, you don't need to have sex to prove to yourselves that men want you. "PP" is for penis porcupine.

2nd, to the loser in Florida. "B" has never, nor will ever touch roids. That will be proven when he takes his drug test for the NCAA national wrestling tourney. Oh, did I mention.....he's a 2-time national qualifier now (will be 3-time nest year).

El Duce's picture

Relax people.

What we have here is a bit of observational humour. An emaciated story line, spiced up for our amusement. It's a goof, don't take it too seriously.

I am a MPC . . . and I love Simmone's articles. Just because I think all chicks are sluts, (apart from my mother,) doesn't mean that it's true. Simmone must have hit a very sensitive spot? Why are all you sluts and wankers still protesting. Does the truth hurt?

I agree, I have been the man in the story and I had a laugh. Am I ashamed? Hell no, actually I’m proud. I’ve done the drunk dial, I’ve done the fake drunk dial, I have faked orgasm, I’ve blown in her mouth and kissed her on the forehead. I’ve done it all ! And I am proud to say that I did it for mankind, not womankind. Not all men are angels and not all chicks are sluts.

<b>O is for Obtuse</b>

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