In brief...

Work: People of the place where I work… If I were a male I would say “You can suck my d&#@”. But since I am a polite refined lady, I will just say “you are all bleached tombstones. See you all rotting in Hell!" Still doesn’t make me feel good, but at least I am expressing my feelings… Someone simply taking the nemesis position against me… So… Bitch mode 101…

Home: Same old, same old. Want to be my own.

Acquaintances: Some tolerable, some simply un-tolerable.

Feelings: Too pissed to even begin explaining


[Spoken:]
Girls can wear jeans
And cut their hair short
Wear shirts and boots
'Cause it's OK to be a boy
But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
'Cause you think that being a girl is degrading
But secretly you'd love to know what it's like
Wouldn't you
What it feels like for a girl

Silky smooth
Lips as sweet as candy, baby
Tight blue jeans
Skin that shows in patches

Strong inside but you don't know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weak

Do you know what it feels like for a girl
Do you know what it feels like in this world
For a girl

Hair that twirls on finger tips so gently, baby
Hands that rest on jutting hips repenting

Hurt that's not supposed to show
And tears that fall when no one knows
When you're trying hard to be your best
Could you be a little less

Do you know what it feels like for a girl
Do you know what it feels like in this world
What it feels like for a girl

Strong inside but you don't know it
Good little girls they never show it
When you open up your mouth to speak
Could you be a little weak

Do you know what it feels like for a girl
Do you know what it feels like in this world
For a girl

In this world
Do you know
Do you know
Do you know what it feels like for a girl
What it feels like in this world

-Madonna, What it feels like for a girl

Some things are crystal clear, others are a blurred hazard. I was born to take things the hard way… like it or not…

10-4

PS Coriolis: Thanks.