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What Instigates a Girl


I wondered why the not so pleasant commotion regarding your ex-boyfriend can be irritating at times, though he is your ex.... Hey, come on!! Give him a break. But who can explain  this to those dumb insensitive bimbos with birdie brains trying to reason out every single relationship they see around and then exclaim that they were better off as single...OH Yeah!!! As if we are dumb. I mean come-on, who wants to be left out in this world. But a few who get an option want somebody who looks smart to show it off to the rest and those who don’t, just show it all off to the rest (if you know what I mean). And so TADDA ....... you break up and end up getting suggestions about your next move....or “oh!! That guy from school was better, at-least. Please stick back to him. I can’t even tolerate your ex-o” and then you get an intense urge to slap the bitch hard and get over with it....but HEY!!! you don’t have a choice. All you do is smile or max ignore her, making her believe you don’t give a shit. Meanwhile.....since you are not interested to bang on with the intensity of this whole ex-boyfriend thing, let’s talk about your wardrobe......like seriously PLEASE!!!! No one gives a f***ing damn about my attire so shut the f**k up.....Oh!!Did you get offended by the F word? Then F**k off. Wait a minute......I can’t say that on her face. All I can do is bear with...."OMG!!!!What the hell are you wearing? Can't you have a better taste?" This was when I went to a party in my baggy jeans and sneakers. HELL Yeah!!!! As if wearing a baggy was so damn obnoxious in a coffee shop when the rest of the Fems were in their best attire, even though if it wasn't a sort of party. 

A common bleb between two best friends is that of jealousy, competition and Chamchagiri. If your best friend is being teased by a guy when you are actually as invisible as the people around you make you feel then that's jealousy for you and the end results are Friendship Over. At times this jealousy gives rise to a competition between the two and...........If you can have a boyfriend, so can she.......If you can wear a mini skirt, so can she........If  you can get a tattoo, so can she........If your boyfriend likes you with open hair, so should hers........If you can sneak your way into a boys hostel and only end up to discover that your boyfriend is a good for nothing, blood sucking (not like the TWILIGHT guy), pornography lover who is an absolute NITWIT,..... well somewhere the competition  has to stop. Some win some lose. About the Chamchagiri thing, ever come across a girl who is a complete Nincompoop and doesn't realise being the robot of her best friend but just blindly follows her like Mary's little lamb and then blows up her life trying to be like her all the time.

Ever been through the consequences of a bad hair day in college with somebody like so to poke? No? Don’t even ask. If you keep your hair open and they are curly and frizzy like that of Einstein...."Oh look!!! Isn’t she looking like a zombie?" If you tie your hair every now and then and wear specks that give you a studious look, be ready to be acknowledged as a fashion degenerate. To be short and precise.....if you are a girl who just wants to observe the broken pieces of glass on the road or wonder what dogs say to each other when they howl at night........HELLO!!! There is no running away unless you comb your hair every now and then and pose like an idiot in front of their bloody mobile cams, just to see your picture uploaded on Facebook with comments like “OMG!!! Best pic ever. Love u chinku, minku, tinki, rinki...blah blah blah ” and whats with the boys I don’t get, besides the usual “WOW!!! Nice pic” thing they never stop faking around even if the only thing they do with it is download and make cartoons out of it jamming it on their hostel walls. Now that’s life for you as a girl. MIND BLOWING. 
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