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Saturday, February 16, 2013

What the Hell happened?

what the hell happened to women having some respect for themselves??

what happened to modesty? Self respect? leaving things to mystery?

Literally a girl,i cant say woman, makes a video of herself lifting her shirt to reveal her push up bra with her breasts(boobs tits w/e you want to call them) mashed up to make them look bigger.

I have to call her a girl, not a woman. No self respecting WOMAN, would do some ignorant crap like that and then post it on the internet.

What happened to sun dresses? No, not slut dresses that barely cover your ass and have barely enough fabric to keep your breasts in check. I mean sun dresses. Tea length, knee length, floor length even. Did they vanish out of thin air when every girl or wannabe woman decided that dressing like a complete slut or hooker was cute? or sexy?

Of course there will be those women/girls who will say that I'm hatin, or that I'm jealous because I dont have a body like theirs.

Well you know what? *steps on soap box*

I have a body, it may not be Victoria's Secret great(which lets be honest i like double bacon cheeseburgers way too much to be that thin), I may not have ridiculous almost fake looking curves, but i have a body, and i like it the way it is, and what i like most is that not every person on the internet can see it.

I bet no woman/girl that will post videos like that or pictures practically showing all the goods have never heard the phrase:
Why buy the cow, if you get the milk for free?
I am literally ashamed to be apart of this generation. Throughout history many many women have done so much to get equal rights, and the right to vote. Now its that we want to be treated equal. Why is anyone going to want to be an equal with you?

Women get mad at the guys who stare at their chest, their ass, their bodies in public. My question is:
Did you even look in the mirror before you left the house? Do you not see your breasts trying to escape? Your ass eating your shorts? Your skirt "magically" trying to reach for the sky? You're wannabe stripper or hooker heels?

Chris Rock said it best:
Ok Ok You're not a whore, but you are wearing a whores uniform
Grow up! Put some clothes on! No man in his right mind is going to be with a woman like that and take her serious. You wonder why so many guys are shallow or pigs. You give them every reason to be.

I'm waiting for the day that women now a days,in my generation and younger go out and get some standards, and some self respect.(I wont hold my breath)

If you can't respect yourself, why the hell is anyone else going to?

*steps off soapbox*
 

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Shitty

Last night I was in so much pain. My head hurt so bad it felt like someone was trying to mash a softball or 2 through my eye and forehead. My joints felt like they were trying to give up and just shatter as I tried to lay still and finish watching raw. I had shooting pains in my legs,sides,arms and neck. Even after the soever,aspirin and endorphine rush I was still in way too much pain. Then I stayed up later than planned discussing/arguing/talking.(not a big deal I enjoy talking to him before going to sleep). After knowing all that,knowing I was in pain,and didn't feel good,he has the nerve to become obtuse with me this morning.

I understand that I do usualy wake up when he does to make him coffee and smoke a cigarette with him before he goes to work. This morning I wasn't even sure If i was going to be able to get up for my morning trip to the restroom let alone make coffee.

I didn't talk Much this morning. I was struggling to wake up. It felt like an impossible battle to even keep my eyes open let alone talk or make coffee. I understand when people need coffee. It was a household rule growing up to not ask my mother for anything until she had had at least 2cups of coffee. But if its such a necessity don't you think you could have put your big boy or big girl pants on and made it yourself?

All I think to myself is "yess massta I bees a good ninja". Bad reference but I don't care right now. Its almost 7am and I'm laying in bed pissed off, hurt, and half way offended. Not only did I apparently do something wrong I received one of those sarcastic "Thanks for the coffee" before he left. Oh trust me, if I wasn't mad at you when you woke me up, after saying that shit,you can bet your ass that I'm mad now. I'm mad enough that the throbbing in my knee and pain in my hip bone,head,eyes, and ear are not the only things keeping me up this morning. I almost wanted to be a spiteful,hateful girlfriend and go make some coffee now that my ass is laying here mad upset and in pain. All because I didn't wake up when he wanted me up to make him some coffee.

Not even coffee that requires a coffee pot, filters or anything extravagant. That's right folks instant coffee. Heat up some water,add a little milk or creamer and sugar(I add sugar and nesquick chocolate) then add coffee crystals and stir. I make it kinda backwards I guess but he drinks it so it much be at least ordinarily good.

We shall see how this day turns out. Its already off to a shitty start. I hope it doesn't end the same way.