Step by step, inch by inch

So my roommate and I did our weekly trip to Wal*Mart and dinner. I had several realizations. I always thought of myself as a generally kind person...easy going. Not much ruffles my feathers, but I've started to realize in the last couple of weeks that that does not really describe me as well as I had always thought it did. I'm territorial, aggressive, and when you say the wrong things to me...I turn into something that some people might call...a witch. I am so irritated with the male race. They are egotistical, self involved, cocky (not confident), stubborn, and less than spectacular. Every time you start to think a guy is spectacular and breathtaking he does something stupid to make you irritated and exhausted by them. The other day a guy had a conversation with me that was TOTALLY out of line. He then proceeded to get into an argument with my roommate about whether or not I was out of line (a bitch). I can not believe that I care what some man thinks about me. So what, maybe I am a bitch, maybe people just don't like to hear the truth. I can think of a lot of people who don't want to hear the truth...and telling the truth is something that I am very very fond of. I'll keep irritating people, with the truth...you're welcome.