Bitches

I always loved school. So much so that it doesn't surprise me much that my very first memory involves walking out of preschool.

Some of the things I loved the most about school was school supply time (paper, pens, markers, pencils, rulers, oh my!), the structure and routine of going to school, and the way I always felt kind of special during the school year. Like I had somewhere to go, something to do.

 

Of course there were many a day when I didn’t want to get out of bed or hated a certain class or a teacher, but overall, I was a big time lover of school. I always got giddy the day before the new school year started and always slept like crap that first week from being too excited about it all. And really, I felt all of this through all my schooling- from Kindergarten to getting my Bachelor’s degree.

One thing I never really cared for, one thing I absolutely do not miss about school... the girls. So much so that I preferred to get pummeled by the boys than hang with the girls. Of course I had some schoolmate pals (couldn’t even really call them “friends”) who were girls, but for the most part girls always annoyed the shit out of me. The way they squeal and giggle and huddle together. The way they go to the bathroom together. The way they wear the same brand of clothing and have no mind of their own. Gross. College girls weren’t as annoying to me- at least not in my experience at a commuter art college (had there been sororities and all that bullshit, I’m sure I’d feel differently).

Early on in my school days, girls just kind of annoyed me. They were just too… girly to me. I enjoyed playing with the boys because they actually did shit other than sit around and talk about painting their nails or whatever it is girls do when they all huddle together on the playground.

In the later days of grammar school and all through high school, girls really started to get under my skin. It wasn’t so much about being too girly then as it was about being little fucking bitches. Yeah, think back… I know you know what I mean. Hell, maybe you were one of them! The darting eyes judging  you from your head to your toes. The whispers and giggles as you walked down the hall. The pointing, the laughing in your face and behind your back- but only done in groups of 2 or more, of course.

Blech.

 

It's because of my experience with girls during all of my school days that I never wanted a girl. Never never never.

 

 

 

And wouldn’t you know it? I have the girliest girl of all! And I love every bit of her and her girliness… but girlfriend best watch out if she ever turns into one those snobby ass bitches that judges and laughs at people who may be different than her.

5.) What about school do you miss the least?