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In a way, I both envy and pity males. Girls are confusing-- I often confuse myself, in fact. I feel sorry for them having to deal with us, our attitudes, and our mood swings.



At the same time, I wish I could be a guy. Guys can fight it out and get over it. Girls have the catty little bitches who make snide remarks that scar one for THE REST OF THEIR LIVES.



For example, yesterday a few girls decided to make fun of my weight. As a little side note, I may have a little extra baggage, but I am in no way, shape, or form, FAT. I don't like when anyone is made fun of due to their size, but especially when it is undeserved.



The partiular comments made upset me a great deal. I desperately wished to knock the instigator out, instead I thought it through. I made it to the restroom without losing my cool, and promptly began punching the concrete wall, busting my knuckles, and my new $500 class ring!! This thoroughly ruined my day. Although, I'd hate to imagine the state of my hand if I hadn't been wearing it.