Circus Freaks.

Houdini at his best.

My friends and I seem to have a track record of dating quite talented circus freaks, normally specialising in the great vanishing act, becoming invisible and escaping tough shit. Inspired by the great Houdini they have successfully mastered the act (do they go to 'act'-ing classes? I couldn't resist that 'joke'; forgive me.)  

These circus freaks are especially good at baffling us, by being a constant figure in our lives and then all of a sudden vanishing. *POP* No calls, contact, nothing. Where do they go?

I send them to the land of no-man's land and know they'll come back one day, whether it be a week, month or year (they always do)...

But seriously where do you males go?

Apart from suffering from amnesia or dying I do not understand why/where/what/how you do this.

I mean you're obviously SOOOOOO busy with family/work/uni/fish died/got run over/funeral/got deported/police problems/phone broke/lap-top broke/lost numbers/was in hospital/got kidnapped etc etc etc.

Please just stop. You're not the only one who has issues you know. 

'...But I've been really stressed out!!' 

Congratulations and welcome to the real world. 

What really pisses me off is that I try to stay mad at them. Like truly try. I ignore and I rant but somehow it manages to go back to normal by him making me laugh (from Houdini to clown). We then go back to that same routine of him being constantly in my life again (like he had never left) and then *POP* 

Some guys say it's a 'guy thing' to lay low and 'hidden' whilst not communicate with anyone when they have problems. They deal with things on their own, whereas girls like to express themselves, to their friends and/or partner.

9.9 out of 10 times they are lying to you and the problem is that they are seeing another girl and when they come back to you- they are mastering the Houdini act on them. Think about the reasons that they're giving you... If any of them were true (pfft) why would they not share them with you? Why disappear altogether? Are you not important enough to hear the problems and perhaps help? But why do we accept the lies even though we know we'll be tricked again? Maybe, just maybe, we're the circus freaks, who have a role in the show? Playing the part of the Bearded Lady perhaps? Some of you girls seriously do need to wax or thread that facial hair to be fair...

I know, I pulled a bit of a Houdini Act, in regards to my Blog, but I've been oh SOOOO busy and my Mac charger broke and my cat died AND I broke my arm. I'll try not to leave you again for so long,  but I can't promise anything and you'll no doubt forgive me again (if I ever do), like the helpless and pathetic girl that you are.

Alas, the show must go on.