The other day I went to the nearby park which is a popular place for joggers. I just wore a baggy t-shirt an basket ball shorts. I also had my hair in a ponytail because it's finally long enough! But I overheard some guys conversation and he thought I was a girl till He saw my hairy legs an light stubble on my face. I was giddy as could be, but also pleasently suprised. It gave me the little push I needed to accept the fact I've been fighting with "I want to be pretty!"