My bitchiness began early in life, but it really began my freshman year in high school when I finally let loose. When my cousin's girlfriend whispered 'bitch' under her breath as I walk by, I turned around, got in her face, and said "Girl, I'm not just any bitch, I'm 'Super-Bitch'! (hands on hips, of course) Get it right next time."

Despite the reputation I received from this experience, for years (not only in high school, but also in college), I was the girl that was told by every guy I met: "You're the girl guys want to marry, not the girl guys want to date." Well, all I can say to that is that you have to date me before we walk down the aisle, asshole. You're going to be damned lonely if you keep that attitude.

Oh, and to the asshole who recently told me (and others) that I was immature for not sleeping with him...NEWS FLASH!!!!....I may only be 22, but I'm not immature...I just have standards!

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