Is there any real female friendship or latent hostility

 Female friendship

Female friendship - the concept is very interesting and mythological. On the women's friendship all say, but in the context of the concept of friendship and fellowship among women that somehow does not occur. No, women talk to each other, maintain relationships, call up, go to hen parties and gatherings of women's communities, sometimes even comforting each other, holding a handkerchief, but all these relationships - that anything but the present interpretation of the word "friendship". Is there any real female friendship or enmity is hidden?

Why is not there a female friendship

Why, you ask? It all looks so believable and credible. The answer is simple. The woman, like a cat, she is walking through life itself. And in each, their own kind, Catwoman, she saw not one another, as a potential rival, a threat to her herself, her family and partner. And in this age-old rivalry, as in war, all means are good, even a noble thing as friendship.

Wise women understand that open rivalry or hostility, few things in life will achieve, you will assume all quarrelsome skandalistki and rating (especially in the eyes of men) will fall significantly. But the "friends" with his rival, to become her friend, get into it, lost vigilance and melted from our spiritual conversations, the soul, and then in the right moment strike her in the back - that's we, as a woman.

A caring friend

Women often become friends, not because of common interests. The main apple of discord female - a man. It is because of his girlfriend, signed a pact of non-aggression, can destroy the fragile peace and become hardened vraginyami. But this internal situation the question. Externally, things may look very decently - caring girlfriend asks you, how are you familiar with a common-man, whether he likes you that you are willing to take in the future.

A fatal mistake made by those of us who trustingly share their plans with their senses "friends." Here's how the interrogation, everything you said can be used against you. Your thoughts, secrets, words at the most inappropriate moment suddenly become public property. Where society has learned about your secret? Do not break your head. Remember the "best friend" and that what you are cute with her talking in a trusting atmosphere over a cup of cappuccino.

Your friend at work

In addition to men, women more interested and career. Your friend at work that you so trusting and naive to move up the career line, thinking that she will not forget about you, and say a word to his superiors, one day soon forget with whose help she took her seat and place.

In love, as well as at work, can not be friends. You should not share with anyone his plans, thoughts and feelings. So what do you think, will always be with you, but what you have said out loud - always play against you.

Successful girlfriend or gray mouse

Women rarely "make friends" with their peers on the status, external data and lifetime achievement. A friend can be better than you in all these criteria, successful or a failure, and so beautiful, but, in any case, do not stand on the life around you. Why is that? Successful girlfriend - an incentive to achieve the greater the chance the possibility of using it to achieve better performance and successful man.

Gray mouse in girlfriends - excellent "vest", because sometimes even steel lady cry, and against the background of her pale face and glasses, you will always look Angelica and Cleopatra in one person. And in the moments when you just get tired of life, and endless war, and ask yourself, what do you have? Your achievements in the unpromising background girlfriend will always look over and benefits from, and your eyes will again shine and the thirst for reckless victories in men, career steps, and just over their own kind, for personal affirmation.

Women do not forgive insults

Women never forgive offenses. Especially other women. Revenge is not always follow at the same moment, the payment can reach us after a while, when we lost vigilance, trustingly believed in a woman's generosity and forgiveness, relax. Women never forget nothing.

Some agree with written above, remembering their own life situations. Someone, foaming at the mouth will prove that women are not. Lucky, they have not yet grasped the girl's school life. Once I believed too trusting her friends, promote them through the ranks, and shared the last piece. So what? Is this less than me betray my friends? With the truth of life can disagree, we can not accept it, but that it will not change. The woman - a cat that walks through life itself. And the cats are rarely girlfriend ...

Author Olga Shevtsova

Morning in Paris ... and not only :)

 Morning in Paris ... and not only :)

Every morning we wake up with a twist on the wrong side of the nerves of the alarm screen.

We frantically jump up, throw down a blanket, so warm, so dear.

And begins a mad race to our apartment. Each has its own, but it looked like a race in the neighboring apartment.

Teeth. Clean or not? How long?

No, the teeth should be. Clean.

Gymnastics? Not today. Apply war paint.

Ahead of the most hated - what to wear ????? One - two - three cabinet crammed with skirts, blouses, trousers, suits, dresses .... And the problem is increasing every day.

Need more to catch something a shove - breakfast.

Paint, skirt, coat, chew ... I think: what else?

This gnawing feeling that something is forgotten all more knocks in the brain. Come on! I opened the door ...

A! I am in slippers !!! I forgot. Boots. These slippers - a giant dog with purple ears, I would be great I looked at the background of the morning sleepy town. But not today...

Still, forgotten! Children !!!!!!!!!

One for the pot in one pant leg. Where's the second?

Second, screaming and running around the apartment looking for a folder. She shouts in French. I see only one thing: a yellow folder.

Why today our dad left early again?

I called our dad - said: "Seek the folder."

Folders - say - no I have, too, probably not.

It takes pity on me. - "Write a letter to the school."

What to write? - I ask.

Write "Hello, today our daughter without a yellow folder - we lost it."

Until now, afraid to imagine what I wrote there, jumping in one boot, covering the mouth with one daughter and another wearing trousers. In French !!! I say not very.

Okay, lollipop help shut your mouth older, silence helped the younger to wear trousers.

Now the dilemma. Two girls. Two schools.

The time of arrival in the same school, and then close the door. I begin to estimate the distance, where go around sharp corners, jump over the fence where - lucky that once good studied.

So, older, younger then. Just push through a senior at the door slot. All the lock clicked and her monster swallowed school science.

Now younger. With her I was very lucky. It seems to understand everything better than me in his five years. She grabs my hand and flies up the stairs, urging me on the fly.

Managed. Today aunt Madame will not read me for being late.

Our metressa a miracle!

Not only that, we were late, so it also helps me with daughter pulling off shoes. Boots. Bought warmest what was found. And the most expensive. But they did not get off to the ground! How glued. Though best.

That's how we pull teacher who is right or left shoe. All! Released.

Slippers - Bizouard - Bye, honey.

The morning ended.

Really it was just the morning?

Oksana Shapira





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