OMG the feels! I can barely open a jar of blueberry jam without cursing or making a mess. So this is my new tactic...
*tries my best to open jar and makes sure any male family member was watching*
*one of them walks into the kitchen*
*gives them the googoo eyes*
and they go: what?
and I be shaking the jar while pouting.
*he opens jar for me*
Then I go: Yay!
*leaves open jar open on the table*
Brother: Hey aren't you going to toast your bread or something?
Me: Could you be a darling and prepare everything for me? Cos opening that jar was tiring stuff!*makes googoo eyes again*
Brother: Fine.. fine... only cos you're a chick now... pfft girls
Me: you promised to never talk about that again..
Brother: kay kay im sorry.. now go before I change my mind!
*skips away to my awesome giant bean bag*
So that's where I discovered my super girly power, and also where I made my point clear about not talking about when I was a guy. *shivers* those were the days alright, horrible days..
But now I'm as happy as ever!