I always found it sort of surprising how my blonde female outside seemed to suggest to most people that my inside was just as sweet --the pink-clouds-with-golden-hearts-and-silver-unicorns type of harmony, maybe combined with enough brains to worry about my hairstyle. At first (when I still believed in the basic goodness of all people surrounding me) I believed that I should try harder and people would UNDERSTAND... well ain't it cute how one can believe that role models are FAIR? Around 2nd grade I discovered that they are not--It was pretty annoying to find out that my IQ was about twice as high as most other kid's and still have guys tell me that it was WRONG for me to be good at math because I am feminine (I could go on like this but I don't think it would be too exciting for you to read.)
Well I think that it is too exhausting to bitch at ALL the ignorance around me. Those who are unable to recognize irony or mild cynicism are usually not worth being noticed. They are shocked enough if you do NOT smile, do NOT giggle and do NOT speak in a voice trembling with self-consciousness.
I am independent so I do not need a man next to me telling me about my beauty or my other qualities. I solve my own problems and will not deny my brain so some man will feel better about himself. I do not care about comments about me being unfeminine when I say what I think, say that I DO think, wear comfortable shoes, play soccer, fix my own computer when it's broken etc. etc. etc.
I do not accept any brainless males trying to show their superiority (oh well, trying to), I do not show mercy for the plain stupidity of women who put up with their boy-friends treating them like shit or just making them feel self-conscious all the time so they'll be dependent. And when I find it necessary I am not too scared to stand up for myself and BITCH. I have a voice and they better LISTEN.
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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