Glue Girl a Micro Memoir
by Chelsea Ursin
I’m sixteen and I don’t want to be a girl anymore. Girls are just problems and I am becoming one too. Why can’t I just opt out of this whole gender deal anyway?
The drummer boy is playing too fast and the guitar boy is playing too slow. As the bass player I was used to being the glue, the one that found the right tempo so that everyone could play together. I fit right between the boys and made them work together.
But now they want me, both of them. And so now the band can’t play together. Because I am the girl and they are boys and everything’s stupid.
Why don’t they get it? I don’t want to be wanted. I want to be listened to. I want to be the glue not the girl.
Stupid standardized tests. I didn’t want to fill in the “female” bubble. Because the female bubble means you are just sex and nothing else. I didn’t want sex I wanted music. I wanted to fill out an “other” bubble and write in: “Bass Player.”
And now the drummer is saying “fuck you” to the guitar player and the guitar player is looking at me, because even though I’m the only one here concerned with only music, it’s me being here that’s the problem. I want to scream at them and the world, “WHY DO I HAVE TO BE A GIRL?”
But now I know why. Because I would learn more that way.
*You can check out Chelsea’s newest band, Banana, on Bandcamp!*