We're girls,...............please be gentle

Susan from desperate housewives said something yeaterday that striked me. She spoke, as she seat on the steps outside her house, at her flamboyant mother, "...well unlike you, you can just move on...while i got heartbroken and i just remain......broken." Women had come a long way since the chasity belt and binded feet days, but in every two minutes a woman is raped and in every minute a woman gets heartbroken. Of course there are the exceptions, such as the bitches, who seem to lack in both heart and soul. The bimbos, whom i call " vase"; beautiful on the outside empty on the inside. On a whole the female creature is a beautiful creation. ( Reminder: never judge before you know ). As the new Miss Universe is crowned, i an reminded of the Miss Universe singapore contest broadcasted on television, which i got a glance of. It was the question and answer section. " What do you think is a woman's greatest strength and weakness?" asked Nadya, the host. Before the contestant said her answer, i gave mine to the televsion : The greatest strength and greatest weakness = Love. Because of love, we are willing to sacrifice all and because of this love we can do the unbearable, even if it means giving up our lives or harming others. Such strength makes it our weakness too, sometimes we get taken advantage of. We lose time, energy, youth and sometimes our heart, we become vulnerable. If love is a leap, then we leap everyday.
Perhapes we are just wired differently, man might complain about our PMS moodswings, our implusive actions and even our stupidity. But the infidelity rate amongst man is much higher while the amount of woman who shed a tear over man multiples with time. I think we are like balls. When we are young we are the rugby ball. Man are willing to dive, scrum or even break a bone for us. Then we bcome the soccer ball, being kicked around by 22 men on the field. We get older, we become the basketball,bouncing around 10 men, not that bad. Then we become the tennis ball, alternating about two men. Lastly, we be come the golf ball, where we are swinged as far as possible into the hole.
I'm not saying you have to give in to us all the time, just words of assurance, love and maybe a simple gesture. You dont' necesarily have to love us, say your are sorry be kind to us or even respect us. Just,...please....., at least be gentle.