The Perfect Girl: A Note on My Personal Awesomeness

Until recently, I was convinced that there was no way I could ever teach teenage girls. Little bitty kiddies? Fine. Teenage boys? Sure. But something about the cattiness of teenage girls never ceased to irk me, and I resolved within myself to avoid spending lots of time with them unless I was authorized to punch them in the chest.

You think I’m playing?

Anyway, a somewhat recent experience seemed to confirm a suspicion that has been growing in me for almost a year now.

I believe I have discovered the secret to why so many women have such a hard time getting along with each other!

*Drum roll please*

We don’t know how to disarm each other.

Act Like a Lady, Think- and then Act Like a Lady Some More

I’ll be straight with you- me and Steve Harvey aren’t friends. I didn’t buy his book, I didn’t check it out at the library, and I haven’t even bummed it off of my friends.

“But Tiarra, how can you say you don’t like the book if you didn’t even read it?”

I didn’t say that.

I said Steve Harvey and me aren’t friends, and that I didn’t read his book. That doesn’t equate to me not liking the book, or thinking he doesn’t make some good points in it. I wouldn’t know.

I didn’t read it.

Anyway, I have something to say about the title of his book.