Okay, a bit of deep thoguht... well, deep thought for me, i generally dont think too deeply so well... Okay, was watching that queer eye for the straight guy show for the second time ever, why do they feel that they can make someone a better person by changing their clothes and house?? Theyre still the same person on the inside, spending a day with 5 gay guys isnt gonna change the way you percive yourself at all, even if they are buying you a heap of clothes, re-doing your apartment and teaching you how to cook. Also makes me think of another show, what not to wear, that my mama absolutely adores where two girls follow you around for a while, throw out all your clothes, tell you what you can and cant buy then send you shopping to buy a whole new wardrobe... i just recently found out why my mama has been watching that show too much... not because she finds it interesting or funny, but because she believes that she can make me a better person by changing my wardrobe... thats where my bad clothes from the last entry came from... after watching it today she sat down and said she wanted to ahve a girly chat with me... i expected it to be yet antoher, "Kira... you need to shave your legs again, even though you wear pants or knee-high boots, your a lady" which drives me insane as it is, no she sat me down and started talking about how i appear to others, she had a problem with everything, from my purple and red hair to my odd coloured clothing to my collection of odd lookign shoes... she had a list of tips that i could follow to make me more "womanly" my dad eventually walked in the room and saved me from that stupid conversation with "Kira, do you know where the hell the remote is?? you had it last, go find it" Anyways, that really pissed my mama off because she's always believed that my dad has brought me up as a guy, you know, when i was little she'd come home from work at 6pm on saturday to find me lying on the couch in a trcksuit watching a wrestling video with dad's rock lp's playing in the background... when her vision of a perfect daughter is dressing me up in frilly pink dresses and playing with barbies... i did play with barbies... i had 1 barbie and 2 ken dolls i adored, only they werent called barie, ken and ken, nope, they were chyna, triple h and shawn micheals... okay, so i named them after my fave wrestlers, but at least i was playing with them right?? My point being that why the hell does she believe she can change me now?? Im 15 years old, perfectly happy being me and because t.v says i have to be pretty and slutty, means i ahve to be, she wants me to work in a girly fashion shop and have a sweet boyfriend who buys me presents... well bloody reality check, id prefer to work at a computer game or c.d shop and she would dye if she found out that i thought that quite a few wrestlers were pretty hot... so why is it soo wrong not to be "perfect"??