Tom Hanks, who is a contributor to the Democratic Party, has reason to believe he is the fourth cousin- four times removed- of the sixteenth President of the United States, Abraham Lincoln. He believes he's related to "James Hanks", who was the father of "Nancy Hanks", who was Lincoln's mother.
LIFE&SEX
A time for honesty through the eyes of a student whose seen it all and done a lot of it! Reality depictions of the UK student life such as Skins or Fresh Meat is an elaborate depiction of day to day events. However there is some truth in the folds.
I had split from my ex a few months prior to starting uni, under the excuse that I didn't think a long distance relationship could work. I wonder how many times that excuse has been used. At the end of the day trust got between us. That secretly means I couldn't get over things and trust him (trust me I had my reasons). I needed a reason out. And moving away to university brought the promise of potential new love and a fucking good time finding it.
I have always fought the belief of why its socially acceptable for men to sleep around when women get grief and are called slags. Then a friend 'thankfully' piped up to put me straight:
If men where keys and women where locks, you would be a pretty good key if you could open every lock. However you would be a shit lock if any key opened you.
Reputation stops us all sleeping around.
Mighty big statement but I honestly believe we would all be more free sexually if we removed the judgment, self doubt and insecurity swarming our love lives. This feeling is especially high as a young woman. And as a young women i would HATE people talking about me in that way. Iv always felt no guy wants a girl with a high partner rate, and all lasses shun fellow girls those who do sleep around regularly.
lose lose situation if you care about your reputation.
I still, for some reason, have underdeveloped breasts, large (some might call great for childbearing) hips and a lovely turkish nose that has caused me to take 'strategic' pictures every time i go out.
Now those insecurities are out the way, imagine letting someone else see them. I love my curves, my bum, my feet are always soft and I think I have the biggest warmest eyes. Surely this is the time of my life where i should be focusing on all my good traits. I mean, my body is only going to go down hill from here, i should enjoy my youth!
Have sex with this rockin bod as much as possible!
The first couple weeks of university was full of tumbles, kisses and long nights. I dont think either of them wanted any more then that which suited me perfectly. However I am thankful nothing went any further (aka 3rd base) with any of my suiters. Im sure a feeling of deep regret and guilt would follow. That feeling of being used, even though you consented and know what the situation is from the start. Not worth it for a lad you might not see again. Have sex with your rockin bod girls, but dont waste those good looks on some cowboy.
This is where the contradictions start.
I want girls to be more free and mostly in control of their love life, however I am a realist. As long as people gossip, people still care.
I have always had a sheltered/no sex/no free communication childhood. Getting the way I am took a hard couple years of rebelling and trying to find confidence and find myself sexually
on my own. Starting with the mates who show you how to 'french kiss' practise using your hand during break at school.
My mother is muslim, my father catholic. A house of 4 tom boyish girls, with myself being the only one pushing the boat out with makeup and hair straighteners.
On a family trip to cyprus, all women had to serve the men their food before we could sit down and have whats left over. My granddad being the head of the family, decided when we ate and when we could leave the table.
We could not go to the park without being chaperoned by a male member of our family without our neighbours and people of the village thinking we where 'sluts'. Still not sure wether i understand that link but hey, whatever floats their boat.
My mum ran away the first chance she could. From everything she knew and believed, with the knowledge of how this would make her family 'lose face'.
She will always be my hero because of this.
However her beliefs still stayed with her and therefore with us. My sexually liberation has not happened and probably will not happen till I pop out a child in her eyes.
I have never been brought up to sleep around, and i don't. However I will never judge the people who are more sexually liberated. I will probably have to be older and wiser to look back on the way my mum raised me and say for sure it was the right way.
Thoughts?
post soon.
