Girls are Awesome, Boys are Dicks*

*Except Rob. He's not a dick. Although he'd like us to get off his. I heard he floats on a cloud and pisses rainbows. Disclaimer out.

Pretty edit stolen from here.

OK I so just got sidetracked by google images... Right. What am I here to say? I promise this post is not about Rob's dick... although, hmmm....

Shit.         Focus!

Oh yes. Girls are so fuckawesome. I mean that in a heterosexual, girl power, we rule the world kinda way. Like these ladies did...

You see, I got to thinking about this recently when I was recalling several conversations I had with a friend of mine. You might know her, you might not. But I'm not gonna tell you who I'm talking about so it's really a moot point.

You should listen to this song while you read this post. If you're a regular here, you'll know it's a favourite of mine.

Girls stick together, through thick and thin. Especially when talking about boys. My friend and I have been supporting each other a lot through various man issues, and when we were chatting the other day we laughed about how, when everything's great, we are all "Ooh, aah, he's so dreamy" and then when everything is shit, we're all "Bastard. I never liked him. Arsehole".

Between the two of us, we've each supported one other through dating, a new relationship, and a breakup. Or, in one case, a what's-going-on-I'm-in-limbo situation. No matter what, we will always back each other. If she is pissed off at a guy, I'm pissed off at him. If she is in love with him, I will listen gladly to her raving. I would like to warn him I'll grind his balls into meatloaf if he hurts her, so, yeah, I reckon she's important to me. And I'll go out on a limb here and say she hopefully feels the same about me.

We live in different time zones. I can email her at stupid o'clock, and she's there. She can HeyTell me at work, and I will sneak into an empty office to message her back. The moral of the story is, through all of these situations, it amazes me just how fucking loyal we can be to each other.

Granted, I know there are right bitches out there, but in MY circle of friends, my girls are amazing.

I love that, no matter what is going on with  men  douchbags, we stick together. 

I googled 'girls talk about boys' and this is what I got. Eeek!

Let's start with my RL friends. Loyal to the bitter end. There is a group of six of us from university days... cripes, graduation was eleven years ago and we're still tight. In fact, this was how I came to know the gorgeous @SparklyJulNZ. But that's off the topic. This group of six girls, although at times we've been spread all over the world, can get together, even once a year or less, and we're as close as anything. Of course, some of us are closer than others (i.e. the other four know nothing about fan fiction that Jul and I devour) but in general, we will all always be there for one another.

And then there's the whole other world of my twi-friends. My twatwaffles. My h00rs. Let's face it, you've gotta be a closeknit group to call someone else a whore and it be a compliment, right?

Thanks @ChloeCougar!

I LOVE that no matter what time of the day, what day of the week (insert snarky comment about being Future Girl here) there is always someone on Twitter, and if you need to have a rant, you can. Free for all. These can be people who know nothing about you, apart from a made up name and a 2cm square picture (that may or may not be your preferential pic of Rob) who can become the greatest friends in the world.

I really didn't start writing this post to wax lyrical about how awesome we are, but it turns out, that's exactly what I'm doing. Girls really do rock! My cousin is currently staying with me, she is home from Europe. I haven't seen her in more than three years, yet, we can have conversations about the most important, close-to-our-heart things, and it's great. And she's not even the cousin I'm close to! I don't have any males in my generation in my family (brothers or cousins), or any close (straight) male friends who aren't my friends because they're married to my friends (does that even make sense?). So, I can only speculate, but I'm guessing if I sat one down on the couch and moaned about my love life, he'd either run a mile, grunt, or focus on the TV (or all three).

 You know what? I haven't said HAPPY NEW YEAR. I guess in a round-about way, this post is really a celebration of friendships, both RL and twi, and what better way to start 2012 than with a celebration of our awesomeness.

Go ahead, share some awesome in the comments. Thank you for reading.