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I'm 25.

Princesses are stupid.

My roommate has an unhealthy obsession with princesses. When she was young her parents fed her the bullshit lie that she was a princess and therefore better than everyone else. They told her that no man would ever be good enough for her. I'm not even making this up; she told me this herself.

Now, at 20, she feels the need to splash princess memorabilia everywhere and anywhere she sees fit. In our bathroom, there is a princess shower curtain, a princess waste basket, a matching princess soap holder and toothbrush holder, and to top it off there's a poster of Cinderella next to the mirror, sneering at me in her animated glory. In our common area there are three princess pillows, a princess lamp, a princess cookie jar, a princess WAFFLE MAKER, and a greeting card that said person's mother sent her. The card has the lovely Cinderella on it, and when opened, blurts out: "You put an enchanting spell on everyone you meet!"

ENOUGH WITH THE PRINCESSES.

Princesses are nothing more than a perpetuation of gender stereotypes which convey unrealistic expectations of love to small unsuspecting girls. I am so sick of seeing princesses everywhere I look. I'm not five years old anymore and I don't need to be visually raped by Disney every time I turn a corner. Even when I was five, my parents never told me I was the fairest of them all. I hated all that princess girl crap. I liked Batman and played with Matchbox cars like a real badass, and I didn't grow up to become a lesbian or anything. I have a boyfriend and I'm glad I never liked fairy tales because then I'd probably be expecting him to ride up on his white steed and whisk me away into the night. Please. Girls need to get over themselves.

Anyway, next year we are moving off campus and into our own apartment and I am making a rule: no princesses. If the roommate wants to slather Sleeping Beauty all over her room, that's fine, but there will be no princesses of any kind where I can see them. There also will be no James Dean or Marilyn Monroe posters either, because the roommate also has a fixation on them as well. James Dean is ugly. He looks like a girl. And I don't care to see Marilyn every time I'm watching Intervention, which is quite possibly the best show ever.

NO PRINCESSES!


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