Stupid bloody flirting whore
I really hate those girls who flirt with guys and make it obvious. But then, today… guess what? I was just that girl! Except … actually, now that I think about it, it was pretty obvious.
And I feel ashamed with myself. I'm embarrassed, I feel stupid, humiliated, and pathetic and as if I've just betrayed myself.
I feel…
I feel like.
I feel like Annabeth who's just flirted with someone other than Percy. And this guy is … a few years older than her, probably an ass, but smart and charming and then later, being the ass he is, goes, "If you're trying to flirt with me, it's not working."
But that's what he said to me! And Gods, I thought that girls were supposed to say that. It also makes me feel less feminine! You know how insulting that is to my pride?
Muse: We do, honey, we do.
Me: Muse! You came back! Where have you been!?
Muse: New York. Sorry, urgent call from the paper. I had to get it right away.
Me: ….what?
Muse: The paper. Duty called.
Whatever. Who knows what she does in her spare time. What I'm trying to say is that right now, I feel like the independent super woman inside of me just died a little bit because of the stupid act I pulled today. And then Paul was just being … Paul and he just … never, ever reacts to anything. And Superkwon never made an appearance today. *Here's where I roll my eyes.*
So now, I'm honestly through with guys. I haven't had anything to do with them but they're just insane. There's no such thing as a Percy in real life, there's only the Percy that we can fantasize about and write about and just imagine. But there's obviously no such thing as a perfect guy. Who says guys can be sensitive, smart, easy to talk to, funny, and relatively open to everything? Ugh. And nice. Jeez, like Peeta. In The Hunger Games. He's … I'd like to have him as my boyfriend. Why does stupid Katniss get to have him? Or Gale. Gale's pretty cool, too.
But no. I'm through with it. I love my brothers and my dad to Tartarus and back but I'm going to avoid contact with … the male species of my generation. Personally, I think they're retarded.
Just. Ugh. Retarded.
And yes, I know that girls can be such a pain in the ass sometimes, I know I am. I'm a bigger bitch than anyone else in this family, just…. Ehh.
Muse: You're gonna become the emo girl downtown again.
Me: Whatever. My idol's Veronica Mars.
Muse: Is that supposed to imply that Veronica Mars is emo?
Me: No, she's not emo. It's supposed to imply that I'm going to be more like her.
Did you guys know that adolescence is the time of your life where you're supposed to discover who you are. I'm obviously not popular, bright and awesome like Yurika, not kind, weird, and incredibly caring and smart like Grace… nothing like those two perfect angels.
I'm not going to be the fashionistic beauty who everyone is drawn to or the overly too cool musician who is an amazing writer.
I just named my two Filipina best friends. And my two international best friends.
I don't know. I was mad. I guess I still am.
And I feel ashamed with myself. I'm embarrassed, I feel stupid, humiliated, and pathetic and as if I've just betrayed myself.
I feel…
I feel like.
I feel like Annabeth who's just flirted with someone other than Percy. And this guy is … a few years older than her, probably an ass, but smart and charming and then later, being the ass he is, goes, "If you're trying to flirt with me, it's not working."
But that's what he said to me! And Gods, I thought that girls were supposed to say that. It also makes me feel less feminine! You know how insulting that is to my pride?
Muse: We do, honey, we do.
Me: Muse! You came back! Where have you been!?
Muse: New York. Sorry, urgent call from the paper. I had to get it right away.
Me: ….what?
Muse: The paper. Duty called.
Whatever. Who knows what she does in her spare time. What I'm trying to say is that right now, I feel like the independent super woman inside of me just died a little bit because of the stupid act I pulled today. And then Paul was just being … Paul and he just … never, ever reacts to anything. And Superkwon never made an appearance today. *Here's where I roll my eyes.*
So now, I'm honestly through with guys. I haven't had anything to do with them but they're just insane. There's no such thing as a Percy in real life, there's only the Percy that we can fantasize about and write about and just imagine. But there's obviously no such thing as a perfect guy. Who says guys can be sensitive, smart, easy to talk to, funny, and relatively open to everything? Ugh. And nice. Jeez, like Peeta. In The Hunger Games. He's … I'd like to have him as my boyfriend. Why does stupid Katniss get to have him? Or Gale. Gale's pretty cool, too.
But no. I'm through with it. I love my brothers and my dad to Tartarus and back but I'm going to avoid contact with … the male species of my generation. Personally, I think they're retarded.
Just. Ugh. Retarded.
And yes, I know that girls can be such a pain in the ass sometimes, I know I am. I'm a bigger bitch than anyone else in this family, just…. Ehh.
Muse: You're gonna become the emo girl downtown again.
Me: Whatever. My idol's Veronica Mars.
Muse: Is that supposed to imply that Veronica Mars is emo?
Me: No, she's not emo. It's supposed to imply that I'm going to be more like her.
Did you guys know that adolescence is the time of your life where you're supposed to discover who you are. I'm obviously not popular, bright and awesome like Yurika, not kind, weird, and incredibly caring and smart like Grace… nothing like those two perfect angels.
I'm not going to be the fashionistic beauty who everyone is drawn to or the overly too cool musician who is an amazing writer.
I just named my two Filipina best friends. And my two international best friends.
I don't know. I was mad. I guess I still am.