Confession

I'm sorry that people are so jealous of me... but I can't help it that I'm so popular.

Okay so i have a random confession, I have to get it off my chest. Do you ever have those moments where you have a complete fantasy about doing something absurdly cocky or bitchy? Hmm..like--going up to another catty girl and just being like "Yes?" or..going up to that person who just gets under your skin and letting them have it? In the most eloquent and perfect way possible? I think I humor myself with envisioning it because at the end of the day, I wouldn't let them win by addressing their superficial remarks. But i'm not going to lie..I would love someone else to do it for me.

Truth be told, I think girls are relatively psycho. Particularly what I like to call "Desperadas"--these are the worst kind of girls.  These girls will basically throw themselves at any guy--regardless if they have a girlfriend or not.  Desperate. I hate that.  Why would you want a guy that you have to go out of your way for? I guess that doesn't particularly sound right..but if you have to do EXTRA nice things to get a guy's attention or approval--he's probably not the guy for you.  Likewise, large groups of sorority girls uttering "like..oh my god..frickin'..." etc. make me uncomfortable, only to be amplified by their strange neon orange skin.

I guess if push came to shove I could hold my own with the cattiest of them; 4 years of an all girls catholic highschool left me equipped with bitchy comments and a thick skin. I've never been the type of person to get unnerved by girls..mostly because it's just not worth it.  It also taught me, that majority of the time--the most insecure girls are the ones cutting other people down.

 I think at the end of the day i'm blessed to have unique girl friends who are confident in their own skin; who limit drama and discussion of horrible things like how cosmopolitan changed their life, or how going to the gym without full make-up/hair is not an option.  Times like these, I feel it necessary to imbibe mary catherine gallagher..who could very well be my kindred spirit.



To conclude, William Faulkner writes..“Once a bitch always a bitch, what can I say."

That's all. The End.