When I was a kid I did play with dolls occasionally, but I also owned Skeletor (from He-Man) and transformer toys. I wore purple sometimes, but never ever pink. My favourite colours were black and blue. I spent most of my time with horses or hanging out in the bush near my house. I only wore dresses on formal occasions when my mum made me.
Girls toys suck! I always liked "boy toys" better because their toys actually did interesting things. Transformers ruled! They were a million times more interesting than any doll.
I also rebelled against the gender programming. I hated pink because everything I was given was automatically pink because I was a girl. I hated that I didn't get to choose another color and that I was supposed to be one way or another. I also chose blue. It wasn't until I was an adult that I made peace with the color pink.
And dolls and doll clothes and fake babies and shopping carts are incredibly boring toys! Ugh! Real grocery shopping is boring and fake grocery shopping is 10x more boring. Why do they think we have to bore our little girls to death?
One year I got 8 Barbies for my birthday. I was so mad. I already had one Barbie and I hated it. Now instead of 8 cool gifts I had 9 dolls I hated. It drove me nuts that I was automatically supposed to love Barbie and all that damned blonde hair. Who on earth would think giving an Asian child a bunch of blonde dolls is going to be a good idea? Apparently 8 different mothers thought so.
I tend to get along better with men. When I was a young-un I used to be extremely proud of the fact that I could keep up with the guys when we were drinking.
I also get along well with men and I have many male friends who like that I can just hang out with them like I'm one of the guys, but my friendships with women are just different and they're special to me. When I was in college I lived in a house with 6 men. I was the only woman in the house. While the bathroom and the kitchen were disgusting all the time, we had so much fun! I've never had more fun with a bunch of roommates. When I lived there I was both "house conscience" who kept the boys out of trouble, and "just one of the guys" who went along on their crazy and fun boy adventures. It's how I learned to drive off road, through streams, slide through mud-pits, and rescue a tiny hatchback that's stuck in a foot of mud (which was purposefully stuck in mud for the fun of it.)
When I moved out of that house into my own place, I discovered that being friends with so many guys meant that that a dozen guys would volunteer to help and get all my belongings from the house and up a flight up stairs into my new apartment, all in one hour flat from the moment I asked for help until everything was moved in. I own a lot of oak furniture that weighs a lot. I was very impressed by that. Male friends rule and will really come through for you when you need a hand with something. I've lost touch with a lot of those guys, but I'm still friends with some of them to this day.
I can change a tyre and am certainly not scared of bugs, snakes, etc. I prefer not to kill them though. I don't even move them unless they're in my way (like the spider who took up residence on a light switch) coz I think they're happy where they are.
For me, it depends on the type of bug or snake or reptile. I'm not too squeamish about many insects, and in fact I've even eaten a lot of bugs while camping (long story), but I really don't like getting bitten by bugs or animals, so I get nervous around the ones that bite.
Please tell me you didn't!
Sure did! We had an underwater camera, and I wore indelible lipstick while we snorkeled. I look quite nice in the photos. :smile: