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Thursday, 07 May 2009
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Speak for Yourself
By Imogen Heap
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The entire world revolves around how people perceive each other. We base our choices on what others would think. So, everyone walks around trying to develop an image of themselves. Some will tell everyone how horrible their lives are, wallow themselves into a pit of despair and walk around with a blue funk to grab attention. Others like to exclaim about all the amazing things they have done to grab the attention of others. But no one does it for themselves. We don't walk around doing these things for any other reason than to grab the attention and minds of others, manipulating them (or trying to) in order to get people to think how smart we are or to throw pity at us.
The people I tend to love the most are the people who are truly depressed (you know this because they act happy until you grow really close to them) or the people who truly are smart (and don't have to tell you they are) or the people who are truly in pain (because it takes three years of being friends with them before you know they have cancer) or the people who are truly amazing runners because the run a race as if they were taking a stroll to the bathroom and it is completely normal.
I also like those who know and free admit they doing things to turn the perceptions of others. They realize fully and that they have to do certain things to get people to think differently about them. Some of them are ok with it and some aren't. But none the less they know they do and ADMIT to it. We all know we do it to a degree but no one wants to admit it because then we are naked and everything we worked so hard to lie about has become exposed as a lie (or at least not the entire truth we would like it to be).
I hope for the most part that I can do things nearly for myself and that what I say and do aren't lies to grab the attention of others, but alas I am guilty of having done so as is everyone. I am not perfect that's for sure....if such perfection exists.
Thursday, 09 April 2009
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Sexting
I receive the magazine Newsweek. But I am off at college and my Newsweek is sent to my home. I am unable to read it until I visit home and manage to pick it up before going back to college. Having come home for Passover/ Easter, I curled up in the chair next to the table my mom conveniently piled my Newsweeks on. I cracked open the February 23 issue and began reading an article on child sex offenders. These kids are 13 through 15 years old who are charged and registered as sex offenders. Being a human services concentration, I have learned and heard about child sex offenders. These kids were abused when they were younger and all they know is to abuse others. So, one would automatically assume these kids raped some other 13 year old. Did they rape someone? No. Well how about even touching a little kindergartner? Nope.
What did these kids do? Sexting. That's right, sexting. Taking pictures of naked people and sending it to other people via their cell phone. So, some kid stripped some pour innocent girl and sent pictures like a chain letter all over his school right? Nope. These kids are girls, girls who have had sex shoved down their throat by media, peers, and society. So, they sent a naked picture of themselves to their boyfriend. Not posting it to the internet, or even sending it to every guy in the school. No, just their boyfriend. Of course in most states it is completely legal for a 15 year old to have sex with another but heaven forbid they send a naked picture of them selves to their boyfriend! Holy shit!
But no, sending a picture of yourself to you boyfriend when below the age of 18, means you are distributing child pornography and pocessing that picture means you pocess child pornography. Mind you, these kids should probably be told never to see each other again if they are 13 (13 is a little too young even in my opinion to be having sex). So, these kids should be told not to see each other anymore, be given a lesson on why taking naked pictures of yourself can bite you in the butt later on, probably a lesson on condoms and then grounded for the next six months. But being registered as a sex offeneder? GIVE ME A BREAK!
Wednesday, 08 April 2009
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There is a difference, people, between prestige and pay. Stupid capitalists.
Friday, 03 April 2009
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I take each day in stride, taking one step after another, going through the motions, just to get by. And I have no one to turn to, no one I can just talk to who won't try to give me advice or baby me. I need someone who won't take my side, or throw false pity at me, just someone who will let me cry on their shoulder and just listen.
I keep hurting the one I love most. He chases after me like a loyal puppy dog. He throws pity at me and tells me he loves me. He coos and holds me tight telling me everything will be alright. He makes it worse like I'm the knife that keeps cutting his wrist. The more he nuzzles the more it hurts. And I have no one to turn to who will just sit there and listen. Perhaps I write this as a plea. Perhaps I half wish it were him who would sit down beside me and just listen to what I have to say, sitting still and intently and I curl up in his arms and cry, but having said this would make such a wish fake and merely my words motivating him to do such a thing.
Maybe if I cry on a bench somewhere a stranger might walk up to me and just ask if I was ok. Not out of sincerity but merely out of a notion that that's what he or she ought to do, listen to some person cry and then nod out of politeness and be on their way. Knowing I could just say what I have to say out of no real burden to them and they, being a stranger, would feel no pity or heart break by me expressing my woes. Such a lack of emotion, merely words and polite gestures. No emotional burden or commitment. How refreshing that would be.
RoseNoireDeLaNuit
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