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Feminism

fem·i·nism [fem-uh-niz-uhm]
noun
1.the doctrine advocating social, political, and all other rights of women equal to those of men.
2.(sometimes initial capital letter) an organized movement for the attainment of such rights for women.
3.feminine character.

Feminism is a big thing for a lot of women. It makes them feel empowered, they feel like they can do anything. So I’m going to explain some of my feelings for feminism in the form of a chat.

Begin chat.

“Feminism has made me an empowered woman!”
A word makes you empowered?
“No, no! The COMMUNITY makes me empowered!”
Right, so when you’re alone, you’re a little weakling.
“No, I’m a strong HUMAN. I have just as many rights as men do and when a man treats me badly I will STAND UP FOR MYSELF because I have learned many valuable things from feminism! So NO! I am NOT a little weakling.”
So before feminism, you weren’t strong?
“Well.. No. Because men were attacking me all the time, I couldn’t be strong, I had to defend myself.”
Okay, would you count for me the number of times you had a man actually do something sexist to you?
“Um… Well that doesn’t matter! What matters is now I am empowered, and I can do ANYTHING I want.”
You could do anything you wanted before, because in reality, there was no one attacking you. These men that you claim were attacking you before, weren’t. They’re attacking you now, though, because they like to see you get all pissed off and try to defend yourself in a way that isn’t completely retarded.

End chat.

I feel that humans of all kinds should have equal rights. No matter your weight, hair color, height, race, or gender, you should be able to do what the white man does. But feminism has gone too far. This “woman warrior” shit has to stop. You’re making the rest of us look like complete airheads. Feminism did bring on a lot of good things, but now it’s time to stop.

You want equal rights so we got ‘em. But then, when you’re on a date, you expect to be treated like a little delicate flower. If you’re so empowered, why can’t you open a car door for yourself? If you’re so empowered, why can’t YOU pay for the meal instead?

Then there’s the other type of feminist. The total feminazi, (Yes, even though I’m female, I’m going to use the term, and giggle while I do so) she gets all pissed off when a guy holds open a door for her. Hell, I’ve even had feminazis get pissed at ME for opening a door and holding it for them.
“I DON’T NEED YOU TO DO THAT FOR ME, I AM AN EMPOWERED WOMAN, I DON’T NEED YOU.” Okay, fine bitch. I’ll just slam it in your face next time, and lock it. And laugh. Then you can use all your secret, special feminazi powers to break down the door and then you can feel all empowered.

I understand the want for equal rights. I understand that sometimes men can be misogynistic, but not all men are like that. Why is it okay for women to hate men, but not men to hate women? Why is it okay for a woman to hit a man, but not okay for a man to hit that woman that’s hitting him? I say slap that bitch across her face. She deserves it!

I hope that I don’t get a bunch of feminist pricks coming to my blog, simply because I don’t want to deal with it, and I don’t have the time to put all of you down in a totally hilarious way.

I guess this makes me a female misogynist because I feel this way? Hm. I’m okay with that.

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birthday

at 11:11 AM today i will officially be 18 years old.

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They’re, there, and their

Three different words. And no, they are not interchangeable.

“They’re” is a contraction of two words. “They,” and “are.”
“There” refers to a place. It may be a real place, or a fictional place
“Their” indicates a possession. You, or someone else, owns what you are talking about.

 

For instance, if I wanted someone to look in a direction, I wouldn’t point to it and say ”Hey! Look over their!”

I would say ”Hey! Look over there!”

If I wanted to ask a friend if they went to another friends house, I wouldn’t say this ”Did you go to they’re house?”

Because you wouldn’t say “Did you go to they are house?” would you? You would say ”Did you go to their house?”

And if I wanted to say that someone is here I wouldn’t say ”There here! There here! Yay!”

I would say ”They’re here! They’re here! Yay!”

 

 

Three different words, not interchangeable. Stop it. The excuse of “Oh, it’s quicker to type it this way instead” doesn’t fly anymore. It was cute when you were 10, but not when you’re 17.

You wanna know something? Okay, so when I was like, 7-10 years old, typing words incorrectly was actually quicker, because I typed very slowly. If you don’t know how to type with a reasonable WPM, then you need to get a cute little game called Typer Shark. It’s made by PopCap, the same people who made Plants Vs. Zombies. It evaluates your speed, teaches you to be quicker, and be more accurate.

In this day and age there is no excuse for not knowing how to spell.

 

Basically what I’m trying to say is this: Learn how to type, and learn how to spell. If you don’t destroy a keyboard within 1-2 years, you are doing something wrong. And if you don’t know how to spell, you won’t graduate.

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Update on me

This is a short entry, but here it is.

  • In January of 2013 I will be receiving my first degree black belt.
  • I dyed my hair black in celebration of that.
  • I am still horribly pale.
  • I am still only 5’0″, I was told I’d get taller. I didn’t.
  • I own Minecraft now.
  • I have two tattoos, more to come.
  • I have 11 ear piercings, possibly more to come.
  • On November 16th I will be turning 18 years old.
  • I’m still cynical, and sarcastic, and often, jokingly racist.
  • I’m still considered a bitch.
  • I’ve lost weight.
  • I’m sending in my letter to register to vote in the state of Ohio.
  • I still have yet to break a bone, even through dance, or To-Shin Do.
  • I have my learner’s permit. Guess I need to get my license soon…
  • I am looking for a job, and trying to decide if I want to go to college, or a trade school, or what.
  • BONUS: I am still a virgin, and intend to stay that way until I’m married. GO ME!

So yeah, that’s my update, of me.

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