November 16, 2006

Sometimes You have to Be Careful What You Wish For

I'm starting to realize that there are reasons why they say you should be careful what you wish for. Growing up I was never really the type of girl that boys with throw themselves at and fawn over. In Junior high school and parts of high school I wasn't exactly a geek, but I wasn't one of the popular kids. I was one of the girls that didn't develop right way, growing up I related to the story of the ugly duckling. In junior high I had a mouth full of mental, and you know those big heavy plasic framed glasses (they didn't have the cool ones then that they have now). I've heard every short joke in the world. In high school I was one the guys, I would hear them talk about the girls in school they would gawk over the girls over the big chests. It was never me, in fact one of my guy friends used to call me A cup, for many years I was tramatized. In college I was not the girl that had dates lined up every friday and saturday night.

Needless to say for many years I wished to be the one that the guys will fall all over, you know stare out in the street, you know the woman that men would get into three car pile ups just to stare out. Now that I'm a little older, and more attractive ( though now that I think about it's probably just that I have a lot more self-confidence) it happens from time to time. Now I still haven't caused any three car pile ups, but often enough I catch them staring at me in that arkward way on the subway, the street or whatever. And I must say now that it happens from time to time I find it pretty it very disturbing which really surprised me at first. But then I just realized why, there are two main reasons, and they don't both apply to every guy. One reason is that some of these men see women as trophies, you can tell because they are the biggest gawkers and they are just staring at your boobs and i'm not big chested by any means. The second reason which I find very disturbing is that some men feel I would be unapproachable, which I just can't understand. I see myself as easy to talk to. And besides the little girl inside that was called A cup is just shocked by it all. So long story be careful what you wish for.

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