| Me As a Guy | ||||||||
| (a story I wrote in tenth grade English class) | ||||||||
| Beep. Beep. Beep. Oh, man. That�s my alarm clock. I wish I didn�t have to get up so early every day. But, I have to get ready, so I better get up. Oh my gosh. I can�t believe this. Yesterday I was a girl, and all of sudden today I am a guy. I wonder how that happened. Oh well. I guess this has its benefits. I can sleep a little later since I don�t have to do as much to get ready. I don�t have to put on any make-up or worry about curling my hair. I can take a quicker shower since it won�t take as long to wash my hair. And it surely won�t take as long to do my hair. I can just throw some gel into my hair. But, I will have to shave. Well, unless I feel like growing a beard or a goatee. At least I don�t have to shave my legs any more. Once I get to school, I can be the guy who asks out the girls. It�s better than being the girl who is waiting for the guys to call and ask her out. And I can even try out for the football team this year. That�s pretty awesome. I will be able to act like an idiot and people won�t even think I am weird. They will just think that I am a guy. Because I am a guy, I guess. When I leave school, I should get a haircut. That won�t cost as much as when I was a girl. I am starting to like this. It seems to be so much better than being a girl. Oh, man. There�s Melissa. I heard she likes me. She�ll probably try to talk to me. And then I will have to listen to what she has to say. I better get out of here. Maybe this isn�t as easy as I thought. Well, thank goodness. I made it to Great Clips, and Melissa didn�t catch up to me. I didn�t want to have her ask me out. I don�t know how long I am going to be a guy. It is pretty easy though. Too bad it couldn�t last forever. It is fun being able to do anything without anyone thinking anything of it. Well, that�s just a guy thing. But, I guess I have no control over this. I didn�t even have control over how I became a guy in the first place. I wonder how this happened. Who knows. I have to get my homework done, but I think I will go over to Jon�s house. I have a lot of time to do my homework and it�s not like it really matters. I will just go hang out for a while and then go home to do the homework later. That should be fine. I have never thought about what guys do when they get together. Jon and I played playstation, and we made pizza for supper. It was Tombstone. I guess it was okay. Then we played more playstation and talked about all the hot chicks at school. That was different, but I guess I have to get used to it if I am going to be a guy. I finished my homework a minute ago, and now I am washing my face and shaving because it is like eleven thirty at night and I should get to bed. Beep. Beep. Beep. Oh, there goes my alarm again. I guess it�s another day. This is so weird. I am back to being a girl again. I just don�t get it. What is going on in my life? This is the strangest thing I have ever seen. Well, now I know I can�t totally make fun of guys because who knows when I will wake up as a one again. |
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