She's into touhou or whatever it it is... drawing little girls... who can kick ass on anything around them. That's my girl. The leader of kick ass girls in art form. I would never ever have thought of that. That is why I love her so much!

Only the daughter of mine could have found something like that. I love looking for strange things... but, she takes the cake... and I love for it!

Phil

The man called “Entangled.”

Where is he coming from…

We must go back… very back to the time I first arrived at home when I was two years old.

At that time, no matter what your sex is, no matter the circumstance, You played with each other .

Until that golden year. PUBERTY. Now the rules were different. Guys still hit soft and hard balls, and the girl’s were on those pink bikes, watching what we were doing. Then, the girl couldn’t stand it any longer. Now it was time to find out what happens, interfere when they ride there bikes right in the center of the action. The boys yell screamed bloody murder and the girls loved every moment and… that was grade school.

In 7th grade, I was alone at a desk, hoping that school would be over for I was terrified. That was until my attention to long hair brown eyed goddess. She asked if this seat was taken.

Taken… where?

Oh you mean can you sit here. My thought, “Better put that darn ass of yours down…or will my dream will dissolve!

Since I had an interesting childhood, girls and boys for me were something of an equal. The boys teased me. They teased me anyways because I was a "doofis" or what ever name they decided to call me.

But, as I was shunned by all my playmates, on came through.

Her name was Laura.

Laura was a godsend for me... a girl and yet a brave one she would not allow herself to bne outdid by a guy... so no the higher she went up the tree, the more I wanted to go that high.

She was trouble maker. She would make me do things I never wanted to do, becasue I would get in trouble... sometimes she made it that way.. sometimes we got away from it.

This was a girl... but a tomboy... It was hard to tell the difference... because I always though of tomboys being boyish, but she had the girly long hair down to her waste. I'd look at it as she tempted me to do what mother would never allow, like climbing fences. And, I would wonder... this is no ordinary girl.

I don't think I ever saw Laura with a braid or anyother style except just down and loose. Very starnge but cool. Water fights? She would act like any girl with long hair, trying to just escape... except when you weren't trying... then she would get mad... So after her I would go... until I would corner her and she'd act so "help, help me." Fell for it everytime. "Then, hey... stop being a**hole and get me wet... and she wasn't satisfied until all he tresses were running with water...

OK.. to girls this is normal. To guys this is utterly fascinating becasue she had so much hair her tresses would soak up so much water... and then was soaked, it would take twice as long to stop flowing... the she usually was satisfied at one point or another and just tossed her hair behind her head...

I wished she was my sister... so much fun... so many water fights... so many punishments for getting everything wet... So much fun!

Laura was my best "girl" friend. I found her recently on Facebook and said hello. I told her how I felt, and giant thankyou for always being there everytime while everyone else was so picky. Especially the idiotic guys and there idiotic rules for what guys are supposed to be like. I feel sorry for them... they needed a "girl" friend when they were young.

Girls, Do you have any idea what 7th grade locker room talk is like..?(Probably like 7th grade girl locker room talk... that's not the point!) Bunch guys talking about girls like they were modeling clay just ready to molded into... You got the idea... like they were play things never knowing how FUN they were... never knowing how beautiful they became and you see an angel of complete utter beauty and wonder if you should kiss her or make her climb a tree?

Now that's how you should feel about a woman in 7th grade... hold her... kiss you... feel... and climb the nearest tree and see if you can beat to the top! Let's see if I can beat her to the top... before she get's there and shakes here lovely head and says those magic words of love..."What's taking you so long!"

No seriously... there is more to a girl than looks... they have spunk, pizaz... a twinkle in their eyes. And, I don't want to sound to stereotypical on the other spectrum... but an inner quality of human being under all that cuteness. If you can't find that guys?

Climb that try by yourself.