Girls, I Am So Superior

You know, I happen to be rereading Meyer Levin's "Compulsion" and while I do not advocate murder, I can identify with the Leopold-Loeb notion of feeling superior to all others. This was set in motion by my parents, with whom I lived on the affluent north side of Highland Park, New Jersey. However, due to a life altering error on their part they forced me to go not to Hamilton on same side where the rich and smart kids like me went, but Irving on the wrong side of the tracks, where kids from Goat Alley, like Linda Johnson, whose mother was a common waitress for God's sake! and Linda Wilson, who was the garbageman's daughter and who did not get fed enough so she thew up in class, and Joan Marcik whose mother dressed her in the same clothes every day went. And THIS was my childhood! It made me know who and what I was superior to , girls, and turned me into the bitch I am today!!!!!!! When I reached seventh grade in the Middle School where I was with my academically able contemporaries I shed these bozos as fast as you please, and I have not looked back since! Or if I do I look back in anger!

I should have gone to private school and Ivy League to have the life I should have had. So I have no choice, girls, but to declare my brilliance and snobbishness to the world, which I am damn proud of!!!!! I never ate at the cheap White Rose in my life; that was where the town trash went, as my parents said. And I would not be seen at Tastee Sub, like it was some kind of fucking Jersey experience you were supposed to have. You can take all the experience in Jersey and shove it up your royal twats, girls!

Aren't I a bitch! I love it!!! And you do too!

Love you all, girls!