get me wrong. I am not the resident RS misogynist. I happen to like
being a girl; it's pretty cool. But enter the typical high school
scenario for a week and you'll see how things aren't always rainbows,
butterflies and bubble gum. At a point, you really begin to doubt
how much of it you can ignore and even how much of it you should ignore.
I'm talking about
the popular phenomenon of female rivalry. If you think by that I mean
a few cat fights in the washroom, some hair-pulling topped with a
flux of expletives; think again. If you're a girl, you must bump into
it at least a few times a day, sometimes oh-so-casually, that even
you don't realise it. Of course though the sight of X pulling Y's
expensively highlighted hair might provide much-needed entertainment
to your bored mind, the thought of some things girls can do and usually
do, are less than flattering.
For example, try
remembering the first time you walked into your Economics tutor's
class. Assuming that half of the population happened to be female,
you must have felt twenty five pairs of eyes giving you the 'Check
Up', which is basically a head to toe visual dissection aimed to register
some of the following facts: Is she prettier than me? Taller than
me? Thinner than me? Smarter than me? Now you may ask me to wait a
second; you never DO that, in the case of which all I have to say
is: Good for you; look around yourself and you'll find that too many
girls are not as forgiving.
of female rivalry that I find simultaneously ridiculous and infuriating
is how some girls love dishing the dirt on other girls. Let me share
with you one experience I had on a particular overnight study tour.
Somehow the topic of conversation came to this girl who was really
upset (and who didn't happen to be in the room). When I thought that
the other girls would express their sympathy or at least just let
the matter be, they started picking her apart with the exact relish
of a starving tiger feeding off an antelope (okay, tigers better eat
antelopes or excuse my limited food chain knowledge). Starting from
the minutest details of her appearance to the guy she was dating not
being 'cool enough', every feature of hers was scrutinised as if under
a microscope. By the end of the entire length of the verbal abuse,
the girls wore expressions of an inexplicable satisfaction, as if
their analysis of the whole subject was tantamount to the completion
of a Ph.D.
People say that
the female species is supposed to want what they don't have and the
extension to such desperation becomes evident as soon as romance comes
into the picture. Let's take Girl A and Guy B, put in a few giggles
and Hallmark cards and voila! They're going out! Now enter Girl A's
so-called friends; Girls XYZ, who prior to this couple getting together,
hardly bothered to consider Guy B's existence. All of a sudden, B
becomes the token male, the subject of an overload of attention from
Girls XYZ. Then XYZ just happen to casually mention how 'close friends'
they are with Guy B in front of his girlfriend A, the prime motive
of theirs being, 'Let's make her jealous'.
news of the star couple of the school breaking up is enough to send
some girls into a frenzy. After the initial celebration over the fact
that Girl A got dumped by Guy B and the fact that B is now a single
guy, they project all their energy into Mission: Mend B's Broken Heart
and Find Him a Soulmate Within a Week,
Even when guys
aren't in the picture, some girls have a tendency to classify themselves
as beings superior to the ones who don't own 70 pairs of Pradas like
they do. It's usually easy to distinguish this 'cool group'. They
usually stick together in clumps of bright colours and glittery 6
inch heels. With a damsel-in-distress air meant to bait the 'macho'
(*ahem*) guys and an eternal, never-fade-away expression of 'I-don't-get-what-2+2-means-doesn't-that-make-me-cute?'
this 'in' crowd can be spotted from miles away. They make it their
duty to pass a comment on every thing that doesn't fall under their
business, like how unfashionable Girl A is, and how unfashionable
Girl B is, and how unfashionable… oh, well, you get the picture. They
giggle at jokes told by the 'in' guys (even when they're not funny),
have a blast picking on the poor guy who was their only friend when
they were fat in class four and keep on reminding anyone who's unwelcome
and dares to cross the invisible line to their territory that the
barometer of 'coolness' hasn't given a high-enough reading for them
to do so.
While it may be
funny to make observations of the idiosyncrasies of these girls for
the people with a slightly higher IQ than that of snails, sometimes
the things that result from these are rather tragic. Any girl thrown
out of the 'cool crowd' may find herself becoming a social outcast
with everyone either hating her for her previous schemes or simply
being afraid to be friends with her. Sometimes, the amount of illogical
fear that these girls inspire in the ones who are not in their crowd
is quite astonishingly high. And for the ones with crumbling self-confidence
(as is so common in every high school), a few lethal comments from
these people can shatter them into powder.
Of course I have
to admit that people aren't always as bad as this. Some of them change
with age. Some of them don't. Not all girls are mean and hate each
other. Not all of them have voodoo dolls and know black magic spells
to make your hair fall out. Some are actually rather nice. However,
you can't deny the fact that usually, girls tend to get a little…
GRRR… with other girls and the intensity of the competition or jealously
may extend to a point where it's no longer absurd but cruel. Next
time some mean girls pick on you, make sure you know your high kicks
to teach them who's boss. And if you're too scared/short, just give
me a call, eh?