Trying to read your mind. Girl. Girls. Tha problem with the girls. See that? Bla Bla Bla! Car got problems. That's the worst thing ever. Not having patience to stand it.

Not a girl anymore. A woman pretending to be a girl. Because men like girls. But that's boring and silly, when problems happen and I'm not excited with anyone in particular. To be the only girl, so important. How you doing?

And along with a sudden girl-to-woman transformation in my behavior, a man-to-boy treatment, whenever problems occur. Acting like an old intransigent woman they've always known and hated, because that's wisdom enough for a wooman of experience. So sexual: Don't be a pussy. You're over that. Or maybe not. HUH!

Not giving attention. Not doing right. I don't deserve it. I deserve the best of it, like they say. So complicated! Gonna cause problems when I reach my destiny! Bla Bla Bla! But better don't say anything. Not a word. I know it.

Study? Find a job? Don't come with all that nonsense over me one more time. Humans aren't friendly, and friends just share opportunities and good moments for their profits. Can I getta couples, you and me together alone. That's a nightmare.