Well, in celebration of International Women’s Day, I’m here to tell you that not being friends with girls is old news, and that life becomes so much better when you stop judging your fellow women.
The world is a scary place for women, but it becomes a little less scary when there’s people fighting your corner. In the last two weeks, one of my friends formed a human wall to protect me from a creepy guy in a club, I screamed at a man for taking photos of my friends until he deleted them, and we’ve held countless drinks to stop eachother getting spiked. Granted, many of my male friends would do the same if I asked – but they’re not always watching out for this shit. I always feel far safer and enjoy my night way more when I’m with people who face the same hurdles.
Also, female friendships are just fun. There’s nothing I love more than fully embracing the “basic” label with my friends. We sip our silly little iced coffees, watch our rom-coms and talk about boys 90% of the time – and it is absolutely wonderful. When me and my fellow sub-editors end up in D&P, my favourite part is waking up the next morning (one time, four of us crammed into one bed), looking like corpses and trying to piece together the night before.
My uni experience has been made by all the wonderful women I’ve met and I pity anyone still stuck in the ‘not like other girls’ mindset from 2010. It’s sexist and it’s boring. Go get a caramel macchiato and catch up with your girl-friends, you won’t regret it.