gissy truly sux.

Thursday, February 09, 2006

Something random: I just realised that Hsuante's "xd" can look like this: XD

Cool huh? *lol* (In case you didn't notice, its a face. And yes, you all can go -.-" now. *beams*)

I was reading Sherrie's post about females still being perceived as the weaker sex, and I would like to rebutt her points that attempted proving that there is no equality between men and women.

So.. Yeah. Actually, I don't feel like it anymore.

I'm too weird. I actually kinda like being called the weaker sex. We have more excuses for stuff compared to males. But the weird thing is.. We say guys are stupid, and we say that they just.. cannot be compared to us females.

"The reason why females are the ones giving birth is because they can take the pain." There, that's one against males.

"When the third man wished that he would be given the knowledge to cross a river, he turned into a female and walked across on the bridge." That's two.

"Men contain their feelings and do not cry as much as females, and thus seem unfeeling. Thus, they are not as smart as females to show that they actually do have feelings, and not appear callous." Not a very good point, but I just wanted to say "three".

Well, I guess we've gotten back at them enough.

Yes, it is a little unfair that because of tradition and history we females aren't viewed as strong individuals who are as capable as males, perhaps even more, most of the time. But.. there's nothing we can do about all this but bitch yeah? Happy bitching, girls. *cheers for girls*

And then.. Sherrie posted something about "bastards who rape". Uhh.. I don't really care very much, really. I don't know why.. I seem to be able to separate my emotions from my actions very easily (let's hope that wasn't too confusing), except when I'm effing scared.

Anyways, I don't really blame those who rape.. And no Sherrie, I won't say that the girls deserve it. I won't blame the girls for being afraid of intimacy after that. It all depends on how the rapist raped the girl. If he raped her nicely (which is rather unlikely), then its a little silly, I must say.. Unless the rapist was really.. horrendous. If he raped her roughly (which is the usual cause the girl's too much in shock to run away, or the guy's too strong), then poor thing. Live with it, girl. Not easy, but try. Sheesh, its just the dumb virginity(or maybe not) and people touching you all over. That's PHYSICAL. NOT emotional. Pfft.

But then again, people say that physical states affect emotional states. So.. yeah. There is no perfect solution, but to live with it. If you can't live with the fact of being raped, then.. uhh.. try and fix all your problems and commit suicide. As I've mentioned ages ago, its best to solve all your problems and then kill yourself so you'll die happy. (Sorry if I seem harsh, I'm just that way, and I'm terribly stubborn and I hate people "suan"ing me.)

And don't tell me that I've never been in their shoes and I don't know what it feels like so I can't say anything. (If you're one of those, and you've never been in their shoes, Isuggest you bugger off before you continue looking like an idiot. YOU have NO right to tell me what to do, because you've never been in MY shoes. And yes, you -can- suggest, but not tell.) Agreed, I have no right to tell them what to do. But I can SUGGEST. Or try and help in my own weird way.

Oooh.. Ramblings. If any of you managed to read till here, thanks. :P I'll try and remove the tension.

I once said that if a close friend of mine died, I wouldn't cry for long. I'll just cry for a day or two, and I'll be over it. But...

Scenario: I just walked out of class. Girls are crying everywhere (Well, not everyone, but some.). I wonder why. A lot of people wonder why. Everybody who doesn't know goes "What happened?". A teensy while later, I find out that a friend of mine passed away in a car accident.

I was close to her for a very short period of time, some time ago. I felt bad about not feeling anything.. The only words in my head were "Oh well..". But after a little more thought, I realised that I did feel something. Shocked.

After a lot of things happening, we all found out it was a joke. It was only then that I started to tear. Shit. I really hope I'm not a sadist. But I -did- feel that whoever spread the rumour was a sick sick person.

Don't want to go into details, so don't bother me.

I had an awesome time during Literature today!! I was going hyper.. And I've finally decided to record my voice going "You have reached mailbox number 1-2-Night. For Love, press 1. To end this call, press #, then hang the phone up...."

It'll all depend on my mood. And whether I have a microphone when I'm in the mood to do all this.

darkness falls at 5:59 PM