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Best: I tied for homecoming court with a girl who had serious daggers for me- even though I was new at school and far too quiet to be of any trouble to her. There was a revote and I won. She felt she deserved the win and sent one of her little slaves to come ask if I would step down from the position since I didn't want it anyway (had major isses with stage fright and the spotlight), but I would not give her the satisfaction even though it meant having to tremble in front of an audience, so I kept it.

Worst: Was accused of stealing an air compresser from the gym during prom- and I hadn't. Teachers and students said I was the only one seen in the area when it went missing, so I was punished without proof.

by thesugargirl

by showing off and trying to one up her at every opportunity. again this most likely goes back to your drive to compete with other women because your father didn't love you. you're weak, pathetic and have said nothing of any substance, at least not to me. ;)

 This line. This line highlighted in bold. I've come back to it many times because I cannot understand it. There are three generations of Cluster B personality disorders in my family; I have an Honours degree in Psychology, and the only people I've heard bleating about competition between women are the borderlines and the histrionics. Now I'm not going to be one of those tards that insists you're a borderline based on this statement alone, but I will gladly admit to not seeing a correlation between teasing a teacher and competing with other girls to try to impress my father. Fact is, there was no competition to speak of. My father - whether he loved me or not, and he probably didn't because he was both a sociopath and a psychopath - taught me that envy - the kind that you espouse here - is the weakest emotion there is. When you shriek about the "competition" between women you hand those women your every insecurity for exploitation. I have never seen such a competition played out in real life. In fact, in high school, I was known as arrogant because I believed that both the males and the females were beneath me (in some situations, albeit the most rare of situations, I still do). So there was no competition to speak of. If I went home and began boasting to my father that I'd made a bunch of hysterics more hysterical, he would have laughed at me. He would have seen me as weak. The way I see you as being weak.

In your next life, trying skipping two grades in primary school and see if your desperate desire to compete with other females recedes.

You were right about something though - this desperation usually arises from conflictual parenting tactics. You, my friend, are projecting again. Did Daddy ignore you, either in favour of the whiskey bottle or his business plans? Do you feel that you will never live up to the expectations of your parents, particularly those of your mother's? Is that why you have come to see women as the enemy?

We aren't your enemy, Sugar. You are. And until you come to terms with that you're going to be stuck in your beige cotton blouse and your loose black skirt, running after the ladies at the office while your waistline thickens and the creases between your eyes don't seem to fade in the mornings after you arise like they used to (that's already happening, isn't it?). You will always be subservient to these women, but not for the reasons you've rationalized. It's not because you're too real for these women. It's not because they're too shallow. No. It's just that you're not strong enough, not exceptional enough, to surpass them and you know this. Your work won't stand on it's own but you can't admit to that, so you've come up with a reason for your failures. In ten years' time, you're still going to be scoffing the dregs of their KFC chips on casual Fridays and at this year's Christmas party you'll surprise everyone by getting waaaaaaaaaaaaaay too drunk on the free cheap booze. And everyone will wonder about that - for about three days. Then they'll forget you ever existed.

Once again.

"That was sarcasm, TC. You should have been able to pick that up."

...I was making a joke, no need to take it so harshly.

by Turncoat

"ok there is no way i'm going to even attempt to read that wall of text."
From the looks of things she had trouble writing it too:

"Where was I?

Oh, yeah."

That was sarcasm, TC. You should have been able to pick that up. Please don't force me to bold, underline and use quotation marks every time I make a sarcastic comment that you might just happen to read. I already have to do that for TSG, and frankly, it disgusts me.

There is one thing that I'm tempted to believe Pinky about: I'm finding it exceptionally difficult to believe that TSG is approaching thirty years of age. From her hysterical posts I would swear, as Pinky has, that she's fourteen at most. But TSG did state on multiple occasions that she's closer to thirty than to fourteen, so that's all I have to work with.

Fair enough. Maybe it's I that needs the quotation marks and bolded sentences. Gimme a break though - I've been traveling for twenty-two hours!

by wooster

 

by Helena

 I for one think that The Sugar Girl should be immortalized as a Freudian Picasso Dream. Featuring Oscar Wilde as the author of the novel of the painting's construction with Dante Alighieri as the guide and Morgan Freeman as the narrator of the movie of the novel of the painting's construction.

 Now,  there's a good ripping yarn!! 

Alas, sorry for the letdown - it was the case of "something along the line". I nicked that elderberry line from Monty Python as to illustrate the far-out ludicrosity of sugargirl's  self-made assessment regarding my upbringing. She was in fact a lot more prosaic than that,  insisting that i must of had an abusive/neglected/whatsoever damaged upbringing, and demanding that i admit to one such thing in her PM interrogation.  My reply (that i had not experienced such a thing as far as i'm aware of) she dismissed as "lies".  Her point of it all was, as i recall, getting at the "root cause" of why do i respond to another member's posts in the manner i do = a textbook case of misinterpreting ridicule (negative attention) for 'obsession'. 

 

 

That doesn't surprise me.

So, according to the psycho-babble spewed forth from a barely-literate high school drop out, there's only one reason why you wouldn't respond to her drivel: you must have had an abusive childhood. TSG just can't accept the fact that perhaps, no one actually cares enough about her to respond to her.

Look what happened in this thread when I did respond to her at long last - she backed away, whining that I target women for competition because I want to impress my father (who's dead, BTW). Methinks that the hysteric may be projecting somewhat... All this despite the fact that she wasted three months of her life begging me to respond to her drivel. It could be argued that she targeted me. Personally I think that she must've been wasted at the time, and it would benefit her to admit to this, or at least pretend to admit to this, but she's too afraid that we might receive confirmation that she abuses drugs if she does. Despite the fact that I've already told her that I have nothing against people abusing drugs - I just don't think that she should abuse drugs and then come onto this forum. It always ends badly for her when she does.

..Sorry, Pink. She's trying to claim that she went to college now. Whilst I respect your decision to stand up for a child, you were, in this instance, mistaken. It's a mistake that anyone could've made given her lack of punctuation, complete disregard for grammatical accuracy and her obsession with high school memories (I'm betting that most people who contributed to this thread had a really hard time doing so, because once you leave high school you tend to, well, leave  it behind you).

I applaud you for your determination nonetheless.

by Edvard

WTF, I've seen it plenty and had so many headaches because of it and I'm not even female.

...funny you need to point out you're not female, doll! Don't ya think we all know that by now. ;)  You're trying a lil' too hard to hide those ovaries of yours, honey.  

lolol do you really want to see her answer or do you just want to make her waste time typing out a another essay?

Whoa...From an outside perspective at least, both you and Helena seem really bitter and hateful against sugar, while I've mostly seen her trying to prob and prod you with questions, to understand you two. You're both very patronizing and haughty towards her. It's a form of distancing yourself from someone, being that haughty and patronizing. It's like running away from them, but "upwards" instead of "horizontally". I wonder why's that, if she didn't strike a nerve or two in her interaction with you...