Honestly what is with all the dishonesty?

Honestly what is with all the dishonesty?

When I was a little girl I was picked on a lot. You know the horror stories of the school nerd? Ya that was me in pretty much a nut shell. I thought to myself, when I grow up things will be a lot easier because adults are more rational and logical than kids. Yup extreme fail there. I'm starting to think I'm of rare breed. What you see is what you get with me. Sure I don't have everything on public display, but if you ask me I'm either going to tell you the truth, or tell you that it's none of your damn business. Lying has got to be the single most unattractive feature in the whole world and there is a lot of ugly people out there. If you don't like who you are then change yourself don't lie about who you are! Honesty is the best policy. Given that, if you don't want an honest answer don't ask me a question! I had a girlfriend once who asked me if those pants made her look fat I told her no. It was an honest answer. It wasn't the pants. Just saying. Had another girlfriend once who had hair on her upper lip (it was blonde) She asked me if it was noticeable. I said no. I had noticed it glistening in the sun light. I had commented about it, But at that exact moment of time it was not noticeable see truthful. She didn't ask for an expansion I didn't give it. Obviously I wasn't bothered by it or I wouldn't have been with her. Who am I to judge, I have poly cystic ovarian syndrome I shave my face every day. I personally don't like the look of myself with any facial hair, doesn't make me feel girly.

Given that there is a local election coming up I am cringing in apprehensiveness of the crap that is going to be spouted. I mean why can't they just level on some sort of an honest degree so I can accurately figure out where to waste my votes. If you don't vote you don't have a right to complain about politics.

Had another friend lie about her age. This is one of those time that perhaps you should just say it's none of your business and walk away. Personally I'm proud that I made it to 36 and actually a little dumbfounded too. How I managed to avoid killing myself on my tiny little scooter or my motorcycle is beyond me. Ever ridden a bucking broncho?  They don't do sixty kilometers an hour which was the speed at which my rear tire blew out.  I managed to live and didn't crap my pants which is always a good thing.  The throngs of teenagers who witnessed my act applauded and thought I did it on purpose.  The only thing I did on purpose was not die.  And still I miss the smell of my two stroker and the bugs in my teeth. Crazy no?

I don't look my age which is awesome, but even if I did why lie? In the end it doesn't change the fact that I'm 36. Saint Peter is not going to add on a couple of years just because you say you are 5 years younger than you are.

Lying reminds me of an old saying that my ex used to say. “Honest I'm a lair, promise I'm a thief”. 

Just doesn't make sense to me! And today I am awesome for that reason!