Chapter 16: My inner world

Inside me there is a firm war, a lioness capable of moving and conquering what she wants. The masculine energy is in me, although lesbians tend to see me as a passive girl. But more than one of those women who at first glance seemed to be the active ones in the relationship, had fried potato syndrome: when it gets too wet, the taste grabs your palate. And the passive ones, better known as those that allow themselves to be penetrated during the sexual act. Most of them tend to be feminine, docile and even confused heterosexuals. They also tend to be nymphomaniacs by nature because feminine energy in a fall in consciousness turns into lust, or even prostitution. That is why it is important to integrate consciousness and masculine energy. Because the woman who likes to receive in sex will always want to receive pleasure and enjoyment at any time. I usually easily recognize passive lesbians in clubs by their heterosexual appearance, their delicate attitude and their powerful and dominant energy compared to an active one, and also by their long nails. Or many times you are simply surprised when you end up undressed and seduced by one of them and you discover then that passive women are passive until they stop being passive.

There is also a very easy way to know if a woman is passive and it is by her willingness to give or receive. There are women who receive easily, in my case receiving is part of my nature, compliments, jobs, job or academic offers, I am always open to receive. I have a passive face, they always tell me that. And the truth is it's the easiest thing in the world to be, I just have to wait for it to provoke me to fuck some pretty girl, and that's it. I don't have to touch a lot or put in a lot of effort giving oral sex, or trying to do I don't know what, or worry about my hair getting tangled down there when I go down to my lover's navel. Although they say that as a general rule sex has to be wet. I don't have to try too hard to be accepted by lesbians in bed.Well, that's how I am: passive even if I deny it. However, the agility of my fingers to type on the laptop or play the piano will serve as an advantage to me sometime, if I ever fall madly in love with a woman and want to touch her down there, or so I hope... only when that moment When I arrive I will stop being passive.

My college friends said there were probably more gay people at our alma mater than we could recognize at a glance. The University was full of attractive girls, with long hair and beautiful faces, especially in the School of Social Communication. We communication students were characterized by having all, or at least most, the same appearance, it seemed like a stereotype. Perhaps because our career was associated with the media, image and presence have always been fundamental.

Many times other schools at the University called us vain or arrogant. But with a well-formed character towards social service, every future journalist learned values ​​from morality to what humanizes and unites us, service. Great things used to be expected from Communication students at UCAB, that was what my family always told me. Something that made me feel very pressured to excel in my studies, but when I went to the San Agustín studios and delved into my inner world I found peace, far from all social pressure, I only studied and did what I like and what I like. turn on.I learned the basics of the career from the beginning, doing radio, television, writing, managing social networks and websites, I acquired all the knowledge quite quickly, of course, with a lot of study. I fell more in love with my studies every day, thanks to the comprehensive training that they offered us from the beginning at the University, and thanks to excellent teachers like Rebeca Vaisberg or Rosamaria Bahamonde who ended up giving us classes. Both teachers were known for being something like two literary barbies. They always failed more than one student, it was not easy to pass writing or morphosyntax with them, but they motivated you in a subtle and elegant way to keep trying, to be curious, self-taught and find the reasoning that is illuminated by a brilliant intellect.More than one student of Social Communication at UCAB ended up transferring to the School of Letters after falling into the hands of those writing teachers, as they discovered their true passion: writing. Many students also ended up becoming TV Hosts, Producers or a recognized model during their studies, as their insecurities were put aside in the face of the challenges and demands of various teachers. Among the various specializations offered by the degree, very few students chose the Journalism specialization. The majority opted for Advertising or Audiovisual Arts. In a world where the news becomes harmful due to the high load of negativity, and repetitive pessimistic news with a pessimistic and gloomy discourse; I became interested in Peace Journalism. A type of journalism dedicated to highlighting the good works that happen in society.

\- Oh Happy! I believe that UCAB is the only University where all the men look gay – David said while looking askance at a tall, handsome boy who passed in front of us.

\- And none of them look like lesbians - I sighed with a bad face.

\- Of course yes, you look like a lesbian, and active - Pollito said.

\-Do I seem active? – I asked with emotion.

David looked me up and down – No – He responded as he looked at another boy who passed in front of us and walked towards the food fair.

\- Yes, you seem active, a camouflaged active, implicitly very feminine, but active - Pollito added and ruffled my hair.

\-     Why do you say that?

\- Ok, you already gave yourself away, Happy, you're not active - David said.

"No, I'm not," I said softly. David looked at me with a smile.- Love, but you should try it sometime - Chick added. The three of us laugh.

I stood in line next to Pollito at the University fair. We were in front of Subway to buy lunch, David walked towards the fair tables to pull out a table for us to sit at. Suddenly my cell phone vibrated in my hand, I stared at the screen.

Psyche Smith has accepted your friend request.