Totally Cliche Nightmare

Slides and merry-go-rounds still stick to my memory even about 10 years later, associated with child gossip with my best friend as we watched the boys with supposed cootie diseases play tag and pretend to be disgusted by their existence. "Boys are so weird." Janet, my best friend would say, her afro double buns intact as she goes down the yellow slide. Behind her, I would agree with a sound of disgust while sliding down. This was our Friday ritual, come together on slides and swings, be disgusted at oblivious boys getting their shirts dirty and roast them like there was no tomorrow. I think this mindset grew with me, making me believe all boys were not worth my attention and promising myself to not be as stupid as other girls who talk of boys like they were some rare treasure. Imagine my disappointment when Janet became one of those girls, and got a boyfriend who's still going strong with her now; It's been 2 years. "At this rate, you'll die single." Janet had randomly commented one day as we were working on our Physics assignment together on a hot Saturday morning. I was confused until she added. "Is that you swing the other way? Is that it?" Almost choking on my spit, I glared at her. "What?" She shook her head and went back to her assignment. "Or you're asexual? Just tell me why you stare at boys like they're walking diseases?" Maybe that's because they are? However I wouldn't voice my thoughts. Janet wouldn't understand, she would find it ridiculous instead. I find it ridiculous. Hey J, remember when 8 year old us used to say we won't get together with boys because they're gross and weird and overall scary? Well guess what? I still think that, haha. I didn't talk to Janet about this, not when we went through middle school and high school together, not when we graduated high school and not when we were to go to different colleges. No, I didn't. My opinion still remains unchanged, boys aren't worth my time. They weren't in highschool. And they definitely will not be in college. I'm sure of myself in that. No boys, no heart troubles, no skin diseases.