Showing posts with label 500 days of summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 500 days of summer. Show all posts

Thursday, 16 May 2013

Love Coma Happiness.

IT'S BEEN AGES SINCE I BLOGGED. Oh hey there, it's me, Daphne. I exist too. Partially, I've been in a bit of a love coma, yes that's right, if I'm not revising or aimlessly trawling the internet/having farcical discussions with Dorothy then I am all loved up with my boyfriend. And do you know what, it sounds stupid but sometimes I feel like we aren't allowed to be happy nowadays, I mean especially here in Britain, we don't really do raw emotion, (especially not in public). But I'm pretty loved up as sickening as that may sound and minus potentially failing my exams I'm pretty happy too. So here are a few things that I hope will make you happy too. 

Carefully selected might I add from things I have experienced during my love coma:

  • He introduced me to The Big Lebowski, this bit killed me and it isn't even the funniest bit

You shine that ball Jesus, 'nobody fucks with the Jesus'. 
  • Qat is a scrabble permitted word, as is qi. THAT'S RIGHT SCREW 'U' (hehe geddit, oh puns) 
  • An old favourite newly appreciated, get up and have a little dance. Seriously, do it. 

I really hope you danced...
  • Black Books and Spaced. (Spaced has also got me calling people kitten as a term of endearment. Can't stop)
  • This quote from The Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy - 'The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.'
  • And try be sexy to 'Let's get it on' by Marvin Gaye, when alone, or with anyone really, it just makes for truly hilarious situations. Trust me. 

Daphne





Sunday, 20 January 2013

A View by Daphne: Leading him on..?

So recently I was accused of being a Tease. Not an 'intentional tease', of course, but the reference was about  my behavior towards my male friends. Now, if I was saying things like 'yes I'm longing to love to sleep with you, come round to my house at eight o'clock and I will show you the time of your life' then slamming doors in their faces and laughing from the comfort of my sofa while eating popcorn, I would be inclined to agree. However, it is nothing like that at all. It is just the way me and my friends like to chat, we flirt, it's a bit cheeky, and well it is just fun. Nothing wrong with that, right? Well other women seem to think that I am: 1.Hoarding male friends and 2. Hurting their poor feelings by not sleeping with every single one of the poor randy guys. After all, friendship is a two way street and if they flirt away making innuendos and silly but naughty comments am I supposed to sit their like a puritan for fear of igniting a burning passion that cannot be doused?

ALSO, no one accuses them of 'leading me on' as a matter of fact boys appear to be getting out of this situation very well. I don't rise to the flirting they think I am boring (and to be fair I wouldn't be me if I didn't flirt back, I've been told that I even flirt with cats) and if I do it is me that takes all the heat for giving the wrong impression or sending mixed signals. As a group of girls, we often talk of how 'he just wants to be friends', why is so hard for others to accept that even though there is 'friendliness' on the female side, you can too, also, want to be 'just friends'. Friendship isn't something without worth, just because it isn't physical doesn't mean that the relationship is any less valuable too. It is no more than just 'banter' (hate to quote Geordie Shore but has to be done.) 'Flanter' is and can be dangerous territory I suppose. But there is no reason to say that it has to stop all together.

The main point here, I guess, is no one is getting hurt, the friendship is still strong and it isn't anyone else's business how you and your friends behave. So on that point, my female friends should really focus on my friendship with them, if they want me to flirt with them a little more,all they have to do is ask.

Daphne