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Saturday, February 23, 2008 @ Saturday, February 23, 2008 +

Statistics have shown or stated that boys are becoming more like girls and vice versa. Such instances that I have gathered are as follows:

Girls ask guys out more now
Guys whine more when they want attention
Girls are vain, naturally.
Boys are vainer. They even have spas for them to go to cleanse their inner beauty.
They are more male metrosexuals on the streets now. Some, especially those with pencil stick legs in skinnies look like crap but at least their trying.

From this and more, I have come to one conclusion. I want a motorbike. Think with me, if you may.

Boys keep secrets from you. Motorbikes tell you when they’re running out of fuel.

They only time I would be separated from my motorbike is when I send it for maintenance. And not for stupid excuses, like I need to think.

No offence, to some girlfriends but your boyfriends don’t know how to dress up. Why try to look adorable attractive when you’re boyfriend won’t even notice?

Now, motorbikes, you can dress them up. You can add frills to the handle bars. Do any paint work you want and the best part, everyone will notice it.

And once you’re bored of it, just change it.

You’re motorbike will always be there for you.

Its can be your bed, you just need an umbrella.

You can talk to it and it will never snap back.

And when its tired, it’ll just offer you rear mirrors to you to tell you how pretty and pretty ugly you look.

And the best part is, you can cheat with it on another bike and nothing, yes, absolutely nothing will happen. In fact, they might just end up sharing the same parking lot.

So my beloved boyfriend, if you’re reading this, I’m in big trouble. If you’re not, I’m having and affair with the best boyfriend, I mean bike in the whole world. I just have to get my dad to buy it for me first.

Love loves: Natasha