Hi there. Hello, What’s up? G’day. Yo, whatevz, what’s the happs? How are you? Gooood? Yeah, me too, well you know, could be better, but heeey, first world, can’t complain aye?
Okay then, now that the awkward postponed internet greeting has been dealt with, I shall get back to my regular blogging flow. Well, not quite yet. First, I’m going to congratulate the United States of America for electing Obama as the president once again. Thank you. I’ve been thinking about possibly moving to the U.S (specifically L.A) lately, and if Mitt Romney won… well, I would definitely have to reconsider.
Greeeaat, my left hand is currently falling asleep. How convenient, I have a feeling this is the result of typing and how cold my hands are at the moment. ANYWAY.
Speaking of American elections. I stumbled across this article about a bunch of ill informed American citizens who would like to move to Australia because Barack Obama will be the president for another term. I found it fucking hilarious. I was going to go on and on about why this idea is incredibly stupid, but I think this graphic I found sums it up quite well.
The whole education deal in the U.S freaks me out too. I’m going to be honest here, I don’t know much about how the system works. All I know is, when I was on exchange, my friend and I didn’t have to pay for tuition in Buffalo because our CSP (Commonwealth Supported Place) was covering the cost, as it usually would at Monash. For a semester the money was given to UB instead. We, as international students, didn’t have to pay tuition to attend an American University, but the local students had to pay, WTF?! No really, what is up with that? Lastly, most of us think the whole ‘right to bear arms’ crap is a pointless load of bullshit. I hate guns.
Ok, I won’t apologise this time, because, let’s admit it. It’s beginning to get a little repetitive, but yes, this post is long overdue. What can I say guys? For some bizarre reason my life has become a little hectic lately, but let’s not dwell on that.
Are any of you (other than the people of Australia) familiar with the state of Queensland? If not, allow me to introduce you. It’s a state of Australia, located in the north east section of the country. Its capital city is Brisbane, feel free to read more about it here. The current government in Queensland has been doing all sorts of fucked up shit lately, I feel sorry for the people of Queensland, I truly do. The fact that people would actually consider voting a damn Liberal (btw the Liberal party in Australia is right wing) into power, as the Prime Minister of Australia come election time, is incredibly frightening to me. If Tony Abbot becomes the leader of this country, I will probably move hell on earth to get the fuck out of here. I feel like the current situation in Queensland is exactly what would happen across the whole nation, were Abbot to be Prime Minister. His ideas are so old fashioned and well, to me, infuriating. To read a little about the recent, disgraceful ideas the Queensland government has presented, read here. The other day, I was at my mother’s house. I told her that I disagreed with the idea that homosexual couples should not be able to raise children, she immediately felt it was important to inform me that I was wrong. Apparently homosexual couples should never be able to raise a child. NEVER. Unfortunately, other than being extremely homophobic, my mum is also quite racist, I’ve probably informed you all about this before. It’s really sad, when you absolutely, can’t even begin to tolerate the ideas your own parents have. It’s disappointing too. I always thank my lucky stars (not really) that I didn’t turn out like her. I just can not comprehend how or why someone would feel such strong negative emotions towards someone because of their race or their sexual orientation. People say religion is to blame, I say people are to blame, religion is just an excuse people created to justify their narrow minded views.
Anyway, on to something not so depressing. Well, actually, this is a little depressing. I’ll be on a full time contract for the next two weeks, so I’m going to be honest, the updates will most likely be heavily delayed. My hours are 10am – 6pm, so that doesn’t leave me with much time to get to my blogging activities and I won’t be wearing anything interesting in the slightest. However, I do have quite a backlog of outfits to share at the moment, so we’ll see. Hopefully I’ll catch up in the fortnight.
In other self absorbed news, I have decided I’m going to attempt to go on a damn ‘diet’ and actually be strong. Well, I just want to change my eating habits in general. As I’ve said about a billion times, I fucking hate my thighs, seriously PLEASE, you don’t have to say… “I think your thighs look fine” I’m not asking for sympathy here, I’m really not, I’m just ranting. I feel like if I blog about this, it will actually force me to stick to my plan. I’m not going to eat carbs or any junk food for the next two weeks, and I’ve decided that I’m going to get myself a gym membership. It’s time I get my shit together and do something about my fitness and health. I feel so gross, I’m sick of being a weakling and ‘indulging’ in cakes and chocolate and chips, afterwards immediately feeling terrible about myself. I’m not happy with my body, not only the way my body looks. I’m not happy with my overall health in general, I feel like I don’t eat enough vegetables or fruit. I haven’t been happy with my body or my eating habits since I was 13, I feel like it’s time to stop being miserable and actually do something about it. Plus, being a hypochondriac, I feel like the healthier I am, the less inclined I will be to ‘freak out’.
To end this post, I’m going to ask you, dear reader, for advice. I don’t really know anything about skin care. I’m 96 days away from my 22nd birthday (fuck, that number scares me) and I have never used moisturiser. Ok, I did once, for about three weeks, it was by Lancome and it was way, way too heavy for my skin. I still get break outs and their moisturiser didn’t help at all (what a waste of $56) during that time my skin was at the worst it has ever been. The foundation and primer I have is great but the actual face wash and moisturiser were terrible. I’m sure many of you know a lot more about this topic than I do. Do any of you still have break outs, and I mean, occasional vicious break outs. For me, it’s definitely hormonal. What do you guys use? Any recommendations? Also, do you think toner is essential? HEEELP ME!!! No, I can not afford a damn dermatologist. I already pay my endocrinologist $200 every visit. That’s enough specialists for now.
I want to let you all know about how my boyfriend surprised me. I’d like to tell you about the freaky situation I was part of today (it reminded me yet again that there are a lot of sick people out there), HOWEVER, there is something that has been on my mind for months now and I just can’t keep it in anymore. I have to bring this fucking huge rant up…. finally. Buckle yourselves in dear readers, this is going to be a poorly structured (as usual), epic rant. This may offend some people, but to be honest, I really don’t care. I just don’t. Sorry. Some of you may think that this makes me a terrible person, but once again – don’t care. I pay around $72 a year to have this piece of space on the internet, so yes, I can type and share whatever the hell I like.
Growing up, I was raised by a pretty religious family, they are greek orthodox. My grandparents are very religious, so religious, that they truly believe going to church or seeing a priest can cure things such as autism. When I was younger, my insane mother used to tell me all sorts of stuff about the Bible and Jesus and God etc etc. Some of the stories used to scare the hell out of me, especially the stories related to Satan and what would happen to me if I ever sinned. She used to warn me against trusting anybody who seemed too good to be true, too nice to be true. As that could be Satan – in disguise, attempting to lure me away from God. Later, as I grew up, I realised that human nature in general is a bloody sin. If hell is real, then we’re all going there. When I was younger, I used to pray every single night… in fact, I still pray. Judge me, whatever, like I give a fuck. I’ve realised life is too short to care about what other people might think of me. These days, I’m not too sure who or what I’m praying to exactly. I prayed every single night while I was in hospital, afraid that I was about to die, yes, I did find it comforting I suppose. This sort of ‘religious’ practice, I don’t mind. My decision to pray before I go to sleep on most nights doesn’t affect anybody. I’ve always been so against shoving religion down somebody’s throat. Even my highly religious yiayia doesn’t think bringing up your religion to somebody you have only met is a good thing and she insists that no matter what, it is not our duty to judge or hate others.
It’s a shame that religion affects some people so much, that their views begin to negatively impact others. I don’t think religion has anything to do with this, but my own mother, unfortunately, is quite racist. Yes, it’s embarrassing as hell and it utterly disgusts me. She refuses to accept that she is racist though. Actually, I’ve realised that there are a lot of racist people, members of my family say a lot of racist things and it makes me cringe. I won’t bring all the examples up right now, it’s far too mortifying to share some of the things that people related to me have said. You know what else disgusts me as equally as racism? Discrimination in general. Discriminating against somebody because of the way they might dress, look etc. You get the point. Homophobia is a form of discrimination and this is related to what I’m going to type about, right now.
Not too long ago, the president of the United States, Barack Obama (incase some of you weren’t aware of him) publicly supported same-sex marriage. Some people criticised the move as a stunt to gain more support as the elections are just around the corner. I’m not from the U.S. I watch The Daily Show and Colbert Report, but that’s about as far as my knowledge of U.S Politics extends, so I’m not going to comment on the timing of his statement. What frustrated me, was the amount of negative responses that were floating around cyber space. I read comment after comment, all basically expressing that marriage is being destroyed by gay people.
Hold up a second.
If you want to discuss marriage being destroyed, let’s look at us straight people first, shall we? I’m sorry, but who invented divorce? pretty sure that wasn’t gay people. According to my highly religious yiayia, divorce is also technically a sin. I wonder how straight people who oppose gay marriage would feel if the government decided to suddenly outlaw divorce. My dad is against gay marriage and he is currently separated from my mother. Are you telling me, that (their old heterosexual relationship) sort of marriage is fucking ‘sacred’? I don’t think so. FAR from it actually. My parents ‘marriage’ was probably one of the most fucked up, mentally (and often physically) destructive, poisonous, relationships I’ve ever seen in my entire life. To be honest, I would have so much preferred to have been raised by two women or two men who were in a loving relationship than a heterosexual couple who were constantly screaming at each other in my presence.
Another thing, how is two gay people getting married negatively affecting ANYBODY? It’s not. People who are against gay marriage are essentially creating their own problem. A problem that doesn’t need to exist, a problem that is so unnecessary, it’s stupid. A problem that is SO pointless, it baffles me that it even exists. Us humans are experts at creating drama.
Most people who are against allowing gay people to be married, feel this way because of religion, because of God. When I was younger, I was informed that God created EVERYTHING. Literally, everything, me, you, your mum, chocolate, the planets, our solar system, the stars, the universe, those thoughts in your head… yeah, they’re not yours, they’re god’s. So, if God created everything, that means God created gay people too. If being gay is morally wrong then I’m pretty sure God would have wiped them all out by now, but no, gay people still exist, if being gay is so wrong, than why would they exist in the first place? BESIDES, who are we to decide what is wrong and what is right? The very idea of right and wrong is a human fucking idea, I’m pretty sure if gay people naturally happen to exist, they’re not ‘wrong’. Homosexuality has been observed in species other than humans, so what are you trying to tell me? Satan brainwashed some random animals too? Give me a break. To be honest, that sort of moral right or wrong doesn’t even really exist, humans are just humans… nature is just nature. Morals were created so the society we have formed can function ‘properly’.
Even if you still want to stick to a religious theory. According to God, only God should have the power to judge and control others. Why are people so against the idea of gay people getting married anyway? If it’s really so ‘wrong’ than those who are against it will go to heaven and all the gay people and their supporters will go to hell, what’s the problem? Like I said before, life is too short, people should stop trying to control the lives of others and focus on their own damn life.
What else baffles me? Ah yes, I don’t understand why gay people should not be allowed to legally be married. If individual churches want to deny them a religious ceremony, than so be it, the government should stay out of church. Having said that, THE CHURCH SHOULD STAY OUT OF THE GOVERNMENT TOO! Law should NOT be influenced by religion, that is when everything gets messy and all sorts of people get screwed over because of the extreme beliefs of a few people.
You know what else I hate? When a straight person defends gay rights, some idiot always assumes that the straight person must be a ‘closet gay’. I became just as angry and sickened when I found out there had been a rise in violence against Indian students in Melbourne a few years ago. Does that mean I’m a freaking closet Indian? No, it means I don’t tolerate this sort of discrimination. Whether you like it or not, eventually, gay people will have the same freedom of choice that we do. They will have the choice to get married, they will. It might be in fifty years, it might happen in five days, but it will happen, and when it does, most people will think to themselves how stupid people were when the choice was illegal. Just like we look back at the oppression of black people and the lack of women’s rights with disgust and embarrassment today.
Some might say that lack of choice for gay people does not compare to the oppression of black people, but what they don’t understand is this. Young gay people already find it hard enough to come out, many of them feel frightened, confused. How sad is that? The fact that they feel frightened. When a straight person realises they are attracted to the opposite gender, they don’t feel frightened. They don’t think anything of it. The fact that the choice for a gay couple to get married isn’t there, sends a strong message of hate. It’s telling gay people that they’re not equal, they’re not normal. These stupid rules are telling gay people that they’re not normal enough to have all the rights that us straight people have.
A few other common arguments I read from the other side are:
“Support natural marriage, have the courage to stick with the truth.”
Riiight, ‘natrual’ marriage. First of all, marriage is a human creation, it’s not ‘natural’ in that sense. Being in a relationship is natural, marriage is basically a legal title, and we should offer this legal title to gay couples who are in love too. I don’t see how being against gay marriage is ‘true’. Do you know what is true? The fact that there are shit load of gay people, and guess what? They are normal and natural and true too.
“Thank you for supporting traditional marriage and family values.”
LOL. Family values, man… a lot of family values are FUCKED. I hate all this talk of ‘traditional families’, I have a ‘traditional’ family and I fucking hate it. My traditional dad and traditional mother are so bloody illogical sometimes that it makes me want to bang my head against a wall until I feel numb. Also, tradition isn’t necessarily a good thing. Being old fashioned is almost a failure to progress with the times. Everything is constantly changing people, keep up! You know, it was once tradition for people to fight to the death for the purpose of entertainment. Is that a good thing? Fighting change is like those people who fight age and end up with lifeless, stiff, faces. Let the human race age gracefully.
“Gay marriage does not help human pro-creation, therefore it is wrong”
WHAT is the big bloody deal about keeping our race alive? Gay people aren’t going to wipe the human race out people, TRUST ME. There are a lot of humans living on earth right now and we’re basically like a huge super disease on the planet. We’re literally sucking the juices out of earth, and killing all of its resources for our own gain and luxury. Also, news flash. The human race is not going to exist forever, no matter how much you want it to. If you look back at history, every species has a time limit and I highly doubt that we’re going to be the exception. We’re going to be wiped out or eventually evolve. You might choose to deny all of this though, you know, if you don’t believe in Science. Also, whether gay marriage is legal or illegal, gay people aren’t going to suddenly begin procreating, so I find this argument especially pointless.
You know what’s ‘wrong’?! Making a group of people feel so unwanted and isolated, that individuals part of this group commit suicide. That seems a lot more unreligious to me.
WHY is this whole thing even an issue? We should be focusing on things like all the children in Africa dying due to totally preventable illnesses. I think I’ve pretty much said all I wanted to say now. Bring on the hate mail.
Today, I was waiting at a bus stop with my boyfriend and we were discussing the chapter of our lives titled: high school. High school, as some of you may remember, was an awful time for me. In year seven, where reputations are made and never forgotten. My completely clueless mother forced me to have my hair cut at a very, very short and unflattering length. She also refused to let me wax or pluck my eyebrows, the result: being left with a uni brow. I actually can’t believe I’m admitting that, WHATEVER, it’s just hair, and I’m old enough to realise that anybody who is going to judge me on that basis is not worth my time anyway. She also wouldn’t let me shave my legs. My dress was at the natural maxi length of the garment. Everyone else’s was tiny, at a mini length, basically everyone would have their school dresses altered… everyone that is, except me! My mother also didn’t allow me to wear make up, so everyone could see my oily pimply skin in all its glory, I didn’t have any hair tools either, so my hair was a short, frizzy, terrible mess.
This made my self esteem so low, that I basically didn’t even exist. I gained the ugly, gross, loser person status… which was hard for me, I had to sit at the front of the class every single day, by myself, people basically refused to sit next to me. All of this created a terrible experience, in some ways, it was truly scarring. No wonder I despise the human race so much these days. However, when I think of it today, what frustrates me the most, is how fucking shallow and cruel teenagers can be. Actually, not just teenagers, people in general. No one wanted to talk to me because I was ugly. I wasn’t a mean person, I wasn’t ‘weird’, I wasn’t ‘strange’. I just didn’t look pretty. I was smart for my age, I was also very mature and damn it, I WAS COOL! Yes, if you think I seem conceited for saying that, FUCK YOU. I’ve had enough days of feeling like shit about myself, if I want to say that I was cool, so be it. I was a ‘loser’ because everybody saw me that way, but I wasn’t really a loser, I knew a lot of things, and I was way more mature than most of the other mean people in my class, I was mature enough to actually take my education seriously and not take it for granted. Most people on the planet sadly don’t even have a chance to get an education, but no one in my class thought about that at the time. I was called a nerd day after day, for putting some effort into my work.
I wish people wouldn’t be so quick to judge. Don’t judge people before you even know them guys, just don’t. Don’t be mean to people for no reason either, IT’S EVIL. Especially because of the way one might look. Good looks have nothing to do with a person, ‘good’ looks are determined by genetic luck and looks fucking fade quickly anyway. I don’t know about you, but I will happily take personality over looks any day, and no this isn’t just something ‘ugly’ people say. This is actually why I get so annoyed about people going insane about randoms on tumblr because of how “OMFG BEAUTIFUL” they are, but that’s another story.
I was a little disappointed, even in my boyfriend, when I was telling him all of this. When I told him my school dress used to be long he responded with this.. “ugh” sound. I questioned him and he told me even he had the urge to tease girls with long dresses, although he didn’t. Apparently it was just so ‘weird’ and ‘odd’. This kind of pissed me off. As if us girls who had the longer dresses chose this, our parents wouldn’t let us alter them, and even if a girl DID choose to have her dress longer, WHO THE FUCK CARES?! IT’S A FUCKING DRESS PEOPLE.
Ok, I don’t even know who I’m directing this at right now. Clearly, I have a lot of anger built up about my whole high school experience. High school spans from year (grade) 7 to 12 here by the way. I can’t help it, sometimes I wish I could go back in time, knowing what I know now and school all those mofos who made my life a living hell.
Am I the only one who had a shitty school experience?
I don’t know when or why I wore this outfit.
I drove by myself today for the first time ever, in my brother’s car. It was frightening, actually, it wasn’t that bad. I can’t park though, like, at all. I drove to the most deserted section I could see and tried to park the car. I had to reverse and go back in, about five times, before the car was placed in an acceptable position. I felt so embarrassed, it’s a good thing nobody was around at the time, that would have been absolutely mortifying. People take their driving seriously in the suburbs man.
To end this post, here is a video of me, unconvincingly thanking everyone. I can’t help it, my voice can be very monotoned, especially when I’m not feeling so great, like right now. Please know, that my thanks are sincere though. Oh, I’m not wearing any make up and my skin is kind of crap right now, I just couldn’t be bothered putting some on for a video, so uh yeah, sorry about my less than desirable looks.
Today I’ll be sharing the outfit I wore on the day that creepy man decided to stare at me with gross intentions yet again. Is it because I was wearing tights that looked like thigh high socks? Is it because I was wearing a sequin bow? Is it because I was wearing massive heels? Is it because I just looked more ‘dressed up’ than the majority of people in the area? My brain almost reaches exploding point when I try to understand why some men think that it is their right to just blatantly make girls and women feel like objects because of a certain way they may be dressed. I just don’t understand. I don’t dress the way I do for anyone except myself.
I recently ordered a few lipsticks from Illamasqua, I currently own a black lipstick from the brand and guys, their lipstick is so good. It’s definitely the best quality lipstick I own. I’m looking forward to receiving the new shades I ordered. Anyway, I didn’t bring this up to mainly discuss lipstick. While I was on their website, I noticed that they supported a charity called S.O.P.H.I.E, I was intrigued and decided to find out what it was about. The story I read horrified me. Readers from England and Europe might already know about this. The charity name stands for, Stamp Out Prejudice, Hatred and Intolerance Everywhere. The girl the charity is named after, Sophie Lancaster, was kicked to death in 2007 while she was walking home with her boyfriend, for no reason other than dressing like a goth. Her boyfriend was attacked first and Sophie shielded him, in an effort to protect him. She was then attacked herself. Both Sophie and her boyfriend went into comas after the attack. Her boyfriend survived, but tragically, Sophie never recovered and her life support was switched off. This poor girl had her life taken away because she looked different. Isn’t it terrifying that dressing differently could make you a target for the worst type of people that exist?
Reading stories like that make me realise how fucking disgusting the human race can be. I feel so bad for her mother, how could you ever feel that justice has been served after an event like that? What a horrific, terrible way to die. What’s even worse, is that apparently the youths who went ahead with this vicious attack, had absolutely no remorse, apparently the main offender was joking and laughing with his mother when he was being questioned by police. Ugh, the whole thing just makes me sick. You can read more about the charity here.