"I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
What a match, I'm half doomed,
and you're semi-sweet."
You know, it's not your fault that you're born with blonde hair. Not your fault you didn't pick everything up immediately after they were said. Not your fault that you'd rather by a knockoff than spend hundreds of dollars on the latest skirt.
Getting tagged as 'the blonde' on the Tag Your Friends! application on Facebook gets kind of monotonous after awhile. Would it kill them to replace Massie as 'the princess', or Alicia as 'the sexy one', or even freaking Claire Lyons as 'the cutie'? Guess it would've.
The thing is, people grow up. And in the end, guys like you more if you have a date at Olive Garden, not the mall. And they want to talk about things other than how out-of-date that girl's outfit is. And, as much as your life sucked in eighth grade, you look at it now, strolling around the BOCD High School with your boyfriend Derrick's hand around your waist, smiling a little evily at Massie Block, who glares angrily at the two of you.
Dumb blonde, my ass.
Oh. my goodness. I actually kind of like this. You hate it, right? Tell me. You don't? Let me know. This idea is from "Reality Bites" by coffee-addict-always. It's a great story.