Top 10 Reasons I Hate Being a Girl

(10) Biologically, let's face it, we get the short end of the stick. I don't even need to explain that one to you. :)
(9) Fatty fat fat fatter fatty fattest fat. SO easy to gain bad weight, I look at a brownie and my hips get bigger. I wish I had a man's metabolism!
(8) Getting a job, especially a good one that pays well and fulfills your dreams, is a lot harder, and when you do, you still get the occasional comments about you being a credit to your gender. And when you do do well, you can't help but question if it's because you're a girl and there's something in some law or some old person's mind that says they have to hire you to avoid looking sexist.
(7) You can't have it all, especially as an LDS woman. You gotta make choices and sacrifices that men don't have to and even though I know it's all worth it and well and good, it still sucks.
(6) Roommate drama is 13 times as crazy. It is, oh, it is. There's a reason women are supposed to marry men.
(5) Sometimes you just really wanna be a chick, but then that plays into every guy's stereotype of all that they think you are and you get teased even when you shouldn't. Like when you break a nail--that HURTS, dangit! Or when you cry about things that upset you. That's healthy. Deal!
(4) High heels. Hair. Fashion in general. Even the classic and elegant look takes lots of product, poking, pinching, pushing, pampering, etc. Men? Put on a nice suit and something that smells good and they're ready to go out the door.
(3) Clearly we have the advantage in logic and communication. But that means that we have to communicate with those who do not have that skill (AKA men), and that can be enormously frustrating, for both parties. I am certain that the absolute worst feeling in the whole world is being misunderstood, and unfortunately it's a feeling I get a lot. Ask any girl in a relationship who's dating any man, and they'll tell you.
(2) If you get married, you end up doing the vast majority of the planning the vast majority of the time. And the men don't even understand why that's an issue for us. And then they try to be helpful but all it comes out as is criticism of everything you've planned up to that point, which just makes you sad, which brings me to my last point:
(1) You can be on top of the world one minute and at the end of your rope the next, and back, and forth, and back, and forth, and more often than not a man is at the heart of that transformation. This translates into a lack of control over your own emotions that you can't even explain away rationally and you end up hating yourself day after day.