Fuzzy legs

Oh the woes of a girl. We all say how much easier it would be to be a boy. This is extraordinarily true. We could act like boys, but then we would be brutally judged and called some rather offensive names. Girls are viscous when it comes to appearance. That is why so many girls feel they always need to look nice. Over 75% of the time a girl isn't dressing up for a guy, no she's dressing up to compete with other girls.
Girls have so much pruning to do. Making sure all their facial issues are covered and their bodies hairless. This is where my predicament comes into play.

Shaving legs. Shaving my legs every(ish) day.

It's annoying and causes me to take long showers, only to realize after I get out of the shower a missed a spot, or to become very cold quickly making it pointless that I had shaven at all.

Waxing. Waxing my legs.

See I hate hair on my body. I like smooth silky skin, even if no one else is feeling it. Therefor I shave a lot. But I want to try waxing because I heard of all the benefits it does. Problem is in order to wax there must be hair on your legs. Not just some hair, at least 1/4 an inch if not more.

So here comes me, wanting to wax but loathing hair on my body. I must allow the hair on my legs to grow out.

I'm going insane.

I'm not sure how much longer I can deal with this fuzzy nonsense. How embarrassed I am when my leg hairs peak through at the end of my leggings or jeans. How at this moment my roommates lamp is making the hairs on my legs shine.

This must end.

But I must be strong.

Oh did I mention how weird it feels to have hairy legs in jeans. Not comfortable let me tell you. Not comfortable at all.