Instead of Writing About Buffy...

'When you think happiness, I hope you think that little black dress'

Swifty! Your lyrics are littered with innuendo.

Can you imagine what all those horny little boys will be thinking when they hear that line?
And exactly how little are we talking here?

Imagine their disappointment when they then hear

'When you think Tim McGraw, I hope you think of me'

I'm sorry Swifty but I really don't see the resemeblance, nor do I have any desire to see Tim McGraw in a 'little black dress'
well, maybe a big one...



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Germaine Greer is My Fantasy Girl

Third Wave Feminism:

The radical notion that women can wear bras.

I have to say that I quite like my bra and would have absolutely no desire to run off and burn it in a giant bonfire surrounded by bald women with hairy legs and armpits.

But to be honest I had never seen that as the mark of a feminist, it wasn't until one day in yr 10 English when our teacher asked all the feminists to raise their hands and I was one of the very few to do so, did I realise there was a slight problem. I had always thought of a feminist as a woman who believed in equality, I hadn't ever encountered the whole 'man hater' thing or the bra burning un-shaven lesbian stereotype prior to that day. My English teacher also looked a little disappointed that all the girls (three quarters of the class might I add) did not raise their hands, but neither did she look particularly surprised.

So does that make me a third-wave feminist or just a plain old feminist?

According to all the magazines and newspaper articles third-wave feminism is all about women having the 'choice' to either stay at home and be a Stepford wife or go out and fight men for a living. Is it me or does that sound familiar?
The Damsel in Distress Vs. The Seductress.

The Housewife Vs. The Career-woman.

Are they really that far apart?

I don't think they are and because of this I DON'T think we've come all that far in the equality game, so when I hear those women saying they want to stay home and look after the kiddies for the rest of their lives I fight the impulse to run up shake them senseless.

There's nothing wrong with wanting to find a partner, there's nothing wrong with wanting to raise your kids well, but do you have to compromise your self-respect to do it? If you don't stand up for your rights then who will?

Why must your life be defined by your marital status?

You don't have to burn your bra hate men and shave your head to be a feminist these days, you just need to have some respect for yourself and your (this makes me cringe a little) sisters.

Arguably you can respect yourself and not be a cut-throat career woman and this is fine, there is not reason to be a 'pitbull' who wears 'lipstick'

< --- Palin, the embodiment of feminism

but you should be financially independent, you should know your rights and what you deserve because that is the truly empowered woman.

Just ask Taylor Swift.

When I should be Sleeping...

Don't start an MSN conversation with the opener, or even the first few lines being, 'I'm bored'.
It gives me the complete and utter shits when people randomly open MSN conversations, explain that they are bored and expect you to magically entertain them. What do you want me to do? Whip out a wand and whisk you away to fantasy land?
Well I'm sorry but that is not happening. I'm a busy person with enough on my plate at the moment I shouldn't have to sit here babysitting you at 2am, if you're that bored go to sleep!

Some people astonish me with their lack of decency. I really do not appreciate having random conversations with random people, not when I'm busy doing something and most certainly not when they are the ones who are 'bored'. If anything they should be entertaining me! Is it not common courtesy to start conversation, to have something worthwhile to say before you call upo n another? Call me old fashioned if you will but I think this is important.

Now I'm not paying out people who have a genuine interest in having a conversation with me that's fine, talk away! If you have something interesting to say then all the better! Just so long as your plan extends a little beyod 'hey...I'm bored' because that will only earn you a slap on the face the next time I see you.

'So why is she complaining about this now?' you may wonder.
'It is because myself and some of my friends find this to be a common and irritating occurance on MSN' I will reply.

I love going on MSN to talk to my friends, have some random ask me the occassional random question and so on. Though I believe Facebook is a far better avenue for the randoms asking random questions, I mean that way you can ask, a million people can see and maybe reply for you AND there's none of that '....so...we've exhausted all conversation and I plan on staying online for another 6hrs but have nothing to talk to you about ' kind of awkwardness. I usually just stop replying or in desperate situations say 'brb' appear offline and never return.
I'm a bit socially awkward like that.

I think I'll leave it there for now, I had actually planned to discuss my V Festival experience but completely forgot about it till now, tis what lack of sleep does to one.
Tomorrow I will post something about Buffy.

Cynical or Realistic?

Yet again I should be doing work.
Yet again I am not.

Rather I am contemplating the laws of attraction.

Tuning into 'Love Song Dedications' I'm hearing all these people calling up and saying
'I want to dedicate to my beautiful girlfriend ---- she's so wonderful and been there for me after all these years and I just want to thank her'

or

' *sob* My, my boyfriend broke up with me, I miss him so much and I just want him to know that I still love him and I need him to take me back...I want to play our song to remind him of us'

or

'there's this girl I've been friends with and I kind of like her, she doesn't know but I can't stop thinking about her...'

You get the point right?

It's all pretty generic, it's always the same stuff and yet people listen, yet I listen. I suppose it's the same reason that the 'Here's Looking At You' column in Mx is so popular, people like to hope that someone's going to send a message out to them, people like to go 'aaaaww' at the sappy stuff and wish for their own love story and then people like to mock it.

I guess I find it all so puzzling because when I was younger I, like many others, grew up on Disney movies and happily ever afters, love always conquers all and there are never any problems. But it seems that reality is so much more complicated than that. I'd always thought that you'd grow up, fall in love and that'd be it.

It'd never be a question of 'do they love me back?' that's just ridiculous, of course they love you back! How else could it possibly be an epic love story?

Truth is love doesn't conquer all, you can love someone with everything you've got and they don't want to know you, people are together for years and then get bored.

It seems like there is no hope, there's no chance of ever finding fulfillment and happiness in love, we should just throw it away and focus on something else.

I mean attraction is just nature trying to make more babies isn't it? Well...I suppose that would be hard if you're gay...but that shouldn't stop you trying!

So if it's all just about sex then why do we entertain ourselves with fantasies of 'forever', 'undying' and 'in sickness and in health'. I'm not denying that those feelings aren't there, people definitely feel those things it's just that it never works out, something always gets in the way.

And yet we continue to hope.

Confessions of An Egomaniac

I have to say, blogs are fantastic for feeding the egos of those of us who like having our egos fed.
My ego particularly enjoys chocolate and fried foods.
Blogs are all full of 'I, I, I' with the occassional 'Me' and 'My' thrown in for variety every now and then. But essentially they allow us to feel like we've made a mark in the universe
the cyber universe.
Take my blog for example, it is filled with me, it is so me that it is bordering on sickening. I think if I weren't so damn awesome I'd be sickened by my blog. Lucky I'm awesome then.
Then again some people actually use their blogs to talk about important things/not go on about themselves all the time.
But I mean really, who are they kidding? As if they don't want to broadcast their love of themselves, they're just in the closet, but it's okay, us bloggers who are overly self-absorbed are able to pick up on the vibes of other bloggers, we have blodar!
We also have google which links us to a variety of blogs and so makes the whole process of finding closet egotistical bloggers much easier than trying to stare down randoms in the street.
Though I do think trying to stare down randoms in the street would be much more entertaining, but I guess that's just me.

Mole

All holidays I said to myself 'I will blog more often, I will blog more often'
didn't happen.
Quite surprising really, I mean I have a variety of opinions that I quite enjoy expressing, though usually in the form of facebook and t-shirts. I think it's the whole attention-seeking thing, you know people can't help but see what you've written on facebook, even if they don't want to see it they have to because it's THERE IN THEIR NEWSFEED SO HA TO THEM.
yes, moving on.

Today in class whilst freezing in a one of the various rooms in the labyrinth that is known as 'building 2' I found myself fingering a mole.

(I left a brief space for you all to clean your minds out after reading the end of that last sentence).

There is a small mole/ possibly freckle on the side of my face and today I noticed that it had become bumpier.

I just thought you should know about that.