So I'm urber tired from work and exploding shake machines...the joys of maccas, therefore this shall be short.
I know this is a whinge but I hate how much time is taken up with boys; thinking, dreaming, talking, seeing, kissing, laughing, crying etc. Deadest, some days I feel like that’s all I do, which is completely pathetic. But it’s not my fault, the topic is unavoidable, even at an all girl’s school, at least 2/3 of lunchtime is taken up by boys.
But this I can deal with, it’s the stupid sexting game that girls play with boys that I really want to talk about. The modern day catch and kiss; only this one has consequences that do not die.
You have to understand that once that image leaves your phone or computer, it is forever out there, no come backs or second chances. I don’t care how much you trust the dude. It still happens.
The bad thing is these images circulating the schools in your district is only the start, what happens when you go for a job and your refused because you have pornographic imagery of yourself, your probably not even legal at the time.
Let us not forget poor Vanessa Hugens and Dane Cook at the teen choice awards...
“Where’s Vanessa Hugens? Can you please stand up? Girl you have got to keep your clothes on”
Mmm how humiliating, can you see my point yet? So yes I did get a bit carried away there but if you only remember one part of this blog, let it be that my main point is to respect yourself.
“Remember girl’s dirty words, not dirty photos.”
Thankyou emily for your amazing quote :)
Thursday, August 13
Wednesday, August 12
T.O.M... And other guys
One thing that seriously gets on my nerves is how guys react to girls PMS or time of month (TOM). Not so much when it’s occurring, but more when were having a bad day and it’s nowhere near that time of the month.
Instead of them asking what’s wrong or why we feel like that, we simply get labelled as moody or pmsing. Ask us what’s wrong dammit. People should never underestimate the power of nice words. It doesn’t matter how rich, smart, funny or beautiful someone is, and the end of the day you only care about the ones who are there for you, no matter what.
:)
Instead of them asking what’s wrong or why we feel like that, we simply get labelled as moody or pmsing. Ask us what’s wrong dammit. People should never underestimate the power of nice words. It doesn’t matter how rich, smart, funny or beautiful someone is, and the end of the day you only care about the ones who are there for you, no matter what.
:)
Tuesday, August 11
Virgin?
So I’m new to this.
Why am I blogging? Blame this beautiful person, named Emily.
Im kind of at the why not stage of my life.
Sorry I tend to ramble...
A few things you should know,
Chocolate is half my diet, maccas is the other half..
I cannot spell to save my life, and yes that means I double spell check everything, and somehow still have errors
I have a thing for accents
I try not to be too cliché although everyone is,
Oh and technology hates me... But I'm trying so please be patient.
I am easily inspired and impressed.
:)
Why am I blogging? Blame this beautiful person, named Emily.
Im kind of at the why not stage of my life.
Sorry I tend to ramble...
A few things you should know,
Chocolate is half my diet, maccas is the other half..
I cannot spell to save my life, and yes that means I double spell check everything, and somehow still have errors
I have a thing for accents
I try not to be too cliché although everyone is,
Oh and technology hates me... But I'm trying so please be patient.
I am easily inspired and impressed.
:)
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