I Have a Potty Mouth

It's true.

I curse like a sailor.

It's not a rebellion thing - my parents have never cared.  It's certainly not a thing to make me sound cool - I know I'm cool.  I don't really know where it even came from (probably Hat Dad - is cursing genetic?).

Up until recently, I never really cared.

My MO was always kind of, 

If you're going to judge me by what curse words come out of my mouth,

you don't deserve to know the sweet girl behind this potty mouth.

But that all changed recently.

Due to someone in my current science class we will call...

Pink Lab Coat Girl.

Pink Lab Coat Girl (PLC Girlie?) puts any sailor-mouthed shit stuff I thought I had going on to shame.  She literally curses so much she'd be a freakin' musical on a cable TV show with all the bleeps she would require.

Recently I accidentally sat in front of her during class.  It is was like sitting near two teenage boys.  F-bombs were flying like it was a curse war.  It was bad.  

And then it hit me.

Is that what I sound like?

Obviously no judgement, but it sounded rash, trashy, and just rough on the ears.  After that fateful curse-ridden day in class, I have decided to make a much bigger effort to clean up this potty mouth.  I had actually already improved quite a bit due to the whole working with kids thing.  But now, every time I blurt out a dirty word, PLC Girlie flashes before my eyes and I cringe a little.

Real Life Friends, feel free to call me out on this one.  Seriously thinking this could be a big improvement for this potty-mouthed girl.

Oh, and if you're reading this PLC Girlie?  Sorry, but the truth hurts.  Also you're kind of a biatch.  See - improvement already!  Biatch doesn't count as a curse word, right?