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i am such a freak.
last week i sat through a baby shower, a jewlery party, and a lengthy "girl talk" dinner. and i felt like the most awkward thing on the planet. i reminded myself how unfeminine i am, how impossibly unfit i am to be any sort of molded woman. i reveled in the fact that i would never swoon over posterboys or learn tae bo simply for the shoe sale isles. i hate getting dressed up, i hate shopping, i hate nearly anything directed towards a stereotypical woman. i hate movies and books aimed at our heartstrings, i hate giggly bubbly descriptions, and i absolutley hate being thought of as less than i am because i lack a penis. i have absolutely zero desire to bear children, i have exactly five pairs of shoes (two dress, two sandals, and one pair of sneakers), and own exactly three dress outfits (all in blacks, greys, and whites). i am as ungirly as girls come.
then came the giant perfume sale at albertsons. i stood there for an hour, sniffing every box in their entire store. i finally left, triamphant, with my own bottle of lucky you for women. and i absolutely adore it. i do believe i can make it through the week with this aroma around me. i am a freak.
but it's ok. because i came home and put in glassjaw and was once again at one with myself. at least i smell better now.
last week i sat through a baby shower, a jewlery party, and a lengthy "girl talk" dinner. and i felt like the most awkward thing on the planet. i reminded myself how unfeminine i am, how impossibly unfit i am to be any sort of molded woman. i reveled in the fact that i would never swoon over posterboys or learn tae bo simply for the shoe sale isles. i hate getting dressed up, i hate shopping, i hate nearly anything directed towards a stereotypical woman. i hate movies and books aimed at our heartstrings, i hate giggly bubbly descriptions, and i absolutley hate being thought of as less than i am because i lack a penis. i have absolutely zero desire to bear children, i have exactly five pairs of shoes (two dress, two sandals, and one pair of sneakers), and own exactly three dress outfits (all in blacks, greys, and whites). i am as ungirly as girls come.
then came the giant perfume sale at albertsons. i stood there for an hour, sniffing every box in their entire store. i finally left, triamphant, with my own bottle of lucky you for women. and i absolutely adore it. i do believe i can make it through the week with this aroma around me. i am a freak.
but it's ok. because i came home and put in glassjaw and was once again at one with myself. at least i smell better now.