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It occurred to Kristel and I one afternoon that our meager sweatshop writer earnings are barely enough to fund our rock star dreams. A few rejected alternate career ideas later, we did some mad brainstorming and decided to co-author a smashing lifestyle blog together. So today, we proudly present to you…

NO GIRLY DRAMA

No Girly Drama is more than just a blog where women “spill all” and “speak out”. We are not the blogosphere’s self-proclaimed version of Cosmopolitan and Sex and the City. You won’t find any hormonal girly ramblings here, nor are we going to talk about our periods and how we hate it when the blood forms gooey clots and clumps on our sanitary pads. We discuss dating, relationships, friendships, work, and everything female-related in its raw, non-sugarcoated form.

Our goal is to provide some sort of girls comprehensive guide to making it in the Real World. Because unlike Reality Bites, you don’t get your happy ending when your hot yet emotionally immature guitarist friend suddenly announces that he’s been madly in love with you all this time. Sometimes your well-meaning girlfriends don’t have the heart to tell you that the guy you’re seeing is a total prick and that you are a prize idiot for being a megabitch to the only decent guy who’s fallen in love with you in ten years. Well, that’s what we’re here for. We believe in being cruel to be kind. Sometimes all you need is for the truth to be placed in the worst possible form in order to get up, get your ass moving, and get on with your life.

The inspiration behind No Girly Drama is the way my girl friends and I treat each other when we come a-cryin’ and a-wailin’ with romantic issues. Most women have this annoying tendency to be too nice to their girlfriends when it comes to matters like these for fear of hurting their feelings. Well, we discovered that putting the truth in the worst possible way can drastically change someone’s perspective and bring them crashing back down to earth.

Case in point: I damn near fell in love with this pretty Pearl Boy last summer. When I showed my friend his Friendster profile, all I needed to come back to my senses was an innocent, offhand remark: “Ahh, so this is Mr. Likes-To-Be-Sandwiched-in-Between-Girls.” Then I started noticing all these annoying things that decreased his market value in my eyes, like the popped collar, the hip-hop artists in his iPod, and the fact that he is sandwiched between two girls in practically every photo in his Friendster. He’s not a bad guy, really. But put it this way: if the College Me saw the Summer Me traipsing around with a guy who pops his collar, I would have disowned myself if I could.

No Girly Drama also works like an advice column on gender-relation issues for girls as well as boys. Kristel and I may be young, but we’ve never had a shortage of WTF experiences, particularly when it comes to dating. And while we run around like headless chickens when it comes to our romantic dilemmas, we’re actually pretty damn clever at helping fix other peoples’ messes. So send us your questions! Eventually we’re going to run out of topics to blog about.

Oh, and link exchange, anyone?