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They Deserve It

Thu Dec 3, 2009, 3:53 PM
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TL;DR version:
A couple girls hanged themselves after nude pictures they sent their boyfriends circulated throughout their schools. Now psychologists start talking about the "dangers of sexting".

Stuff like this catches my interest and makes me wish my major was in the field of psychology. Really, people are this stupid, that they sent naked pictures of themselves to boys and believe that the boys don't show anyone else? Pfft, dream on, honey, they're men. Men are dogs. Hell, if I got a nude picture of a guy, of course I'd show everyone.

Now, I'm one of those people who believe that people get what they deserve, especially if they're "asking for it". To me, "asking for it" constitutes girls walking around in provocative (read: slutty) clothing, girls doing that webcam strip thing, and girls texting nude pics to their boyfriends.

Now really, let's be honest, what did you think was going to happen when you took your bra off in that chatroom? Screencaping is not a new invention. Digital cameras work just as well. Next thing you know your employer has your nude online pics and you're a 4chan celebrity. This is a worst case scenario, of course, but really, does anyone ever want to get fired over something they did last week online in the privacy of their homes?

Girls who wear little to no clothing. Your booty shorts and see-through tank top scream, "Please, rape me!" No really, they do. Please wear thongs under your short skirts, there's less to move out of the way. And then turn around and press charges at the guy for taking advantage of an opportunity. I know for a fact that if I was a man and I had rapist tendencies, I'd definitely target bitches with less clothing. The less I have to remove, the faster I can get down to business, the quicker I can run away. Hey, I'm just being honest.

Sex texts. Dumbest. Idea. Ever. Especially if you're the kind of person who lets everyone else use your phone to make calls. Or just gullible period. Any girl who actually believes their "potential romantic partner" when he says, "Don' worry babe, I'll never show anyone else these pictures," is asking for it. She deserves the ridicule, she deserves getting fired from work, she deserves it. And no one needs to blame texting over those two girls hanging themselves. If they were dumb enough to do it in the first place, and they obviously couldn't cope with the consequences of their actions, then the cowards' way out is the only option.

*shrugs*

Call me callous, whatever. Girls are stupid. This is why men still rule the world.

  • Mood: Suffering

DDD: Omg my liiiife

Journal Entry: Sun Nov 29, 2009, 6:02 PM
I have two weeks left of school. My dad forced me to come back. He practically forced me out of bed and stuffed me into my car, telling me to get. Stupid school. I don't wanna be here anymore. Next semester is going to be pure hell. I can guarantee you will neither hear from me nor see anything from my camera for the entire spring semester.

Because school sucks.

Anyways, Thanksgiving over, woo-hoo, onto Christmas! Yay! I asked for a PS3 and like four games, so I'm probably not going to get a thing. I'll just have to save up and by it myself. *le sigh*

Batman: Arkham Asylum, here I come.

  • Mood: Crazy
  • Listening to: The Lost Christmas Eve
  • Reading: Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Last Olympian

Yup, Another Fascinating Journal Entry

Journal Entry: Thu Nov 12, 2009, 4:55 PM
Um, yeaaaah, I actually have nothing fascinating or new to say to the world, I just got tired of seeing the last journal entry.

I did see Paranormal Activity though. I wouldn't call it the scariest movie ever made, but it was mad creepy. I held hands with a boy, too. A real boy. And he was pretty damn cute. Perhaps another date is in order.

:B

Go me.

  • Mood: Suffering
  • Reading: The Warrior Heir (just finished it)
  • Eating: Nutella
  • Drinking: Tea

Left Behind

Wed Oct 14, 2009, 3:22 PM
  • Mood: Jealous
  • Reading: Mr. Darcy Takes a Wife
"What makes life worth living? To be born with the gift of laughter and sense that the world is mad." --Searamouche

You know...I just realized that I am a nasty, evil, scheming bitch. Did you know, that I actually use people as a means to my ends? Seriously, the minute someone stops being of use to me, bam, whammo, cut connections.

And here I wonder why I have no real friends...

Food for though: "Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them." --Herman Hesse

Advertisement...my favorite time of the year

Tue Sep 29, 2009, 4:09 PM
  • Mood: Pirate
  • Listening to: Trans-Siberian Orchestra
  • Reading: Pride and Prejudice
Halloween is my favorite time of the year. Why? Because of all the glamour and glitz associated with dressing up oneself in a lie, pretending to be someone else for the mystery of it? For all the teeth-rotting candy stuffed into paper bags, pillow cases, pockets, or the charming orange plastic pumpkins that always end up being too small? Hell no, I love it for reasons like this:

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Let us take a moment to examine this ad, so thoughtfully provided for us by Bing and tastefully displayed on MSN’s front page. Charming little white box, thin blue outline, eye-catching title (because let’s not lie to ourselves, everyone wants to look sexy when dressing up), and not-so-discreet advertisement placed on the far right side. Ahhh, subtle advertisement, how I love thee.

Now, this ad, harmless enough in its existence, is not so delicate and pretty as one might first assume. Let us chance a look at the colorful descriptions being forced upon our perceptions.

1) Sexy Halloween Costumes

Merriam-Webster defines ‘sexy’ as “sexually suggestive or stimulating” and “generally attractive or interesting.” It also references “erotic” and “appealing” as synonyms. So already we’re being set up. We already have in our minds the images of low cut tops, low-rise bottoms, bare midriffs and bountiful cleavage, tight abs, gleaming white smiles, toned skin, yadda yadda. The whole kit and caboodle.

2) Vampire Vixen

This one is tricky, because in our society ‘vixen’ means “a sexually attractive woman” (and when we’re not discussing people, a female fox). Generally, being a vixen is a good thing. It implies a beautiful, ‘foxy ‘woman confident in her own sexuality and not afraid to flaunt what she’s got. However, the definition which time forgot still lurks right at the top of Merriam-Webster definitions, besmirching the good name of female vixens everywhere. But what is a vixen according to Merriam-Webster? “A shrewish, ill-tempered woman.”

I’m not a man, I’m not attracted to women in the slightest, but something tells me that being ‘shrewish’ and ‘ill-tempered’ is nary a good thing. In fact, I’d warrant those particular traits would send any respectable man fleeing in the other direction. A shrewish, ill-tempered Vampire is more than I’d care to deal with as well (though it nicely puts to rest the literary faux pas that is Twilight, so I won’t be too hasty criticizing this one).

3) Bewitching Witch

Thank you, Bing, I was unaware witches were bewitching. Bewitch is a funky word with a tricky definition. The way it seems to be meant is “to attract as if by the power of witchcraft.” All well and good. ‘Bewitching looks’ are nothing new in this day and age, though few are quite as natural as they once used to be. We say a man has been ‘bewitched by her good looks,’ though this usually insinuates that the woman involved is a total maneater, since a good woman wouldn’t need to ‘bewitch’ a man to get him to like her.

See, the first definition of ‘bewitch’ is a lot more sinister: “to influence or affect especially injuriously by witchcraft.” ’Especially injuriously’ stands out. 'Especially injuriously,' meaning witchcraft is rarely, if ever used for someone’s good health. I know no man or woman who wants to be hurt by the special someone he or she chooses to pursue, even if they do look damn good. Then again, as our society so often demonstrates, people have a talent for getting into and staying in relationships harmful to their personal being. Don’t ask me why, I’m just here.

4)Glamorous Goddesses

Everyone wants to be glamorous at some point in their life. Those who don’t live in their parent’s basements by the light coming from their computer screen and play WoW or D&D until their fingers rot. No offense to PC gamers. I don’t need to give a definition for glamour, everyone knows about the blitz and the highlights and the paparazzi and the coke and the money and the dresses and the sex, yadda yadda.

It’s the Goddess part that makes me laugh. I will stick with the very short definition of “a female god” for all you simplistic motherfuckers out there. A female god. Cool. What comes to mind? Mostly Greek goddesses, they’re more prevalent than, say Egyptian or Norse. When we think of goddesses we think of Aphrodite and Athena, Hera and Demeter, Persephone and Artemis. Y’know, the goddesses. Well, amusing enough, Aphrodite, Athena, and Artemis helped start the Trojan War because all three were too jealous and haughty for their own good and decided to let poor, mortal man decide who was the prettiest and…well, y’know, them goddesses.

You all know that girl, too. The one with the Prada sunglasses, the Sephora lipstick in five different shades of red, the short skirts, manicured nails (every week), the hair, the hair, GAWD, the hair. And the shopping bags. Yes, the shopping bags. She might have a cute little BMW which Daddy still pays for, and a new phone every month. She might have a different boyfriend on her arm every week, every two weeks give or take how good the sex is. She’s constantly bitching about how she doesn’t have enough shit and needs everyone else to tell her how pretty she is because she is too insecure in all her plastic little world to have an opinion of herself. Yeah, you know the one.

5) Sassy Plus Size

“Distinctively smart and stylish.” Oh, this is my favorite by far. For some reason, and I don’t know why this is, but every time you see ‘;Plus Size’ advertising the theme usually ends with some variation of ‘sassy’. Trendy, saucy, spicy, chic…the list is endless. Because, of course, fat chicks can never be anything other than ‘cute’ or ‘sassy’ or the ever-dreaded ‘just friends’. They’re not allowed to be glamorous, or vixens, or, God forbid, sexy. No, no, that would be a tremendous screaming howler.
Our culture, however, can’t leave them completely out of the loop and therefore devised a way for bigger gals to feel better about themselves.

Sassy.

Ooohhhhh, the very words just breathes coolness! Can’t you feel it? You wake up in the morning and throw your hair in a ponytail and say, “Fuck, I don’t need to be skinny, I’ve got sass!” Being smart is better than being pretty, and style wins out over big tits and a well-rounded ass any day, right? Right?! An interesting synonym given for ‘sassy’, right above the definition, I might add, is ‘impudent’, the 14th century meaning of which is “lacking in modesty”. This the idea that sex sells wins out, even for the fat chicks. “Show enough skin and get laid,” is the war cry of corporate America. “;Put out and become one with the hoard,” is another.

Sassy.

Don’t mind me. I’m just in your Bing, deconstructing your advertisements.

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