Is this guy for real? Did he really reply with answers like that? Seriously, I thought that FMV stuff only existed in arcade games from 10-plus years ago.

On an unrelated topic…any word on when you’ll be covering the big up-and-coming MMOs such as Pirates of the Burning Sea, Stargate Worlds, or Star Trek Online…because I don’t know how long Lord of the Rings Online will keep me busy!

After reading Kerykes’s entry on the Internet and how my life has been affected by it, I felt compelled to make a response, even though I have a Chemistry test on Friday, a History assignment and a Geography coursework project draft(counts for 70% of my final grade) due next Thursday. (I’m complaining, yes I know.) I’d also just like to put in a note on how understanding my Math teacher, Mr King is. He knew that we had a lot of assignments due next week so he made the Math test next next week. For that, I’m completely grateful. Now to get back on track:
The Internet, has, in some ways enriched my life. I have managed to find different points of view of things, and understand matters better. I have managed to find out more about political matters, since my parents never mentions any. I have also been able to learn more about other issues, causes, events and opinions of various other people. But I have also learnt that the Internet is not a happy little world full of people interacting with each other. I’ve been spammed (badly) by pornograpy-producing companies (not to mention insurance companies and “offers” of scholarship programmes). I’ve nearly been hacked, and I have seen many sites featuring suicidal people, art work made of human blood, pro-ana sites, and other “darker” themes. I have also seen bad poetry and prose, perhaps the worst of all of them. I’ve also learnt of viruses that can be transmitted through emails and so I have multiple accounts, just in case.

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There are a lot of things I can say to this title, maybe this will be the first of a “chronicle”. I am just so full of myself. Heh. This complaint will be entirely frivolous; feminists might feel queasy, and males may feel confused.
Anyway, today, I went out with my Mom after we’d gone to the supermarket to buy some foodstuffs and other necessities for our house (since it’s not really possible for my domestic helper to take all those things home without a car). I’d gone to Urban Decay, hoping against hope, that the counter will carry the lipstain. Boy was I in for a “big” surprise when they didn’t have that here. It’s not the first time, I’d gone to some place for a cheek gel, and they didn’t have the faintest idea what I was talking about. It’s so unfair, that the US always gets the nice stuff. I mean, I can’t even get Stila stuff here anymore because they had stopped the line completely from coming here! I’m just lucky I still have a wide variety of brands. But the problem is that they are all these more…. shall we say “mature” brands? ie: SKII (What kind of teenager uses that stuff?). I am just not impressed with the way our retailers think and how the cosmetic industry here is being controlled by women who are about 50 and still trying their best to be hip. I’m not saying that there’s anything wrong with that, but when you see a fifty year old walking out in the street with Urban Decay LipGunk, MAC’s black eyeshadow and God knows what other products and looking like a bruised baboon’s bottom, it’s rather disturbing. I’m also not saying that I’m against wearing make-up whatever way you want, but please, maybe it’s best if you chose something that’s more suitable? They just look even older. I’m sure not all women are like that, but I’ve seen enough to turn me off make up.
Just how disturbing is that vision, if you haven’t seen that before? Well, think of it this way, what would you do if you found an ostrich in your clothes, talking to you in perfect English and cooking breakfast for you on one morning you’ve woken up on. That’s about it. If it’s not strange enough, imagine it with rollers and referring to you as it’s “husband” (even if you are female). I feel very disturbed all of a sudden.
I just read through this post of mine, it sounds very discriminative, doesn’t it? But I suppose it’s a part of me; I’ve always been quite critical of people. I suppose it’s alright for people to follow trends, even if it’s completely wrong for them, as long as they’re happy. But as I said, it’s just not fair; now what am I supposed to do? Internet order?? The postage fees probably cost even more than that lousy tube, and besides, I wouldn’t even know which shade would be the best.

1. Did you vote in your last elections?
Nope, I’m underage.
2. Do you know who your elected representatives are?
No, I’m too self-absorbed. Actually, I don’t feel as if I should really care about something I can’t change. I do pay attention to the big things though, like Presidency.
3. Have you ever contacted an elected representative? If so, what was it about?
No, but I have been tempted to contact Bush and tell him how messed up his administration is… Alas, that plan included a bomb, and I can’t have people thinking that I’m a terrorist now, can I? Kidding… I actually wanted to write a letter, but knowing the sort of person he is, I doubt he can really be bothered to care about anything than himself, himself and the US.
4. Have you ever participated in a demonstration?
Yes. It had to do with my cousin and how she lost her sleep thanks to a stadium near her house that kept playing loud rock bands and football games until 3 am. Her grades dropped and she received many detentions because she kept falling asleep in classes. Also, the fact that she looked like a panda didn’t help either. So the neighborhood, who was all sleepy and fed up, banded together (I joined to support my cousin) and we marched to the government offices. I’ll always remember going up to a government officer and handing him our booklet, telling him how my cousin was losing sleep and how she couldn’t concentrate in school. He was trying to avoid the crowd and had gone to the back door. Instead, he got a little girl with innocent eyes blinking up at him going “Mister, we need you to help us!” I think he would have smiled and patted my head, had I not looked like a little viper that was ready strike. I was 9, I didn’t appreciate the “sweet little girl” act.
5. Have you ever volunteered in an election? What was the result?
No, but my homeroom teacher volunteered for me to be the Student Council representative. My inept and completely incapable friend (don’t get me wrong, I like her but she’s not the type you can trust with anything serious) received 8 votes (from the girls; I wasn’t incredibly popular with them then.) and I won by the rest of the class (about 20 votes). I didn’t really appreciate dashing to unorganized and messy meetings in which people told you what was happening. They never discussed anything with us. I wasn’t particularly impressed and I doubted that anyone appreciated them.
(The link to Friday Five is on my links list.)
– This was late because blogger was screwing up on me. It’s not the first time it’s happened, and I don’t appreciate it, but I just can’t be bothered to find myself a host and to learn the different scripts for Movable Type or Grey Matter… ah well.

I don’t really care much about what happens in the world anymore. It seems to me that there is no point in trying to get my points out across because they always change, and they only serve to confuse. And also, ever since school began, I’m not feeling alive enough about things. I’m just too tired to care. But reading Hypocrisy’s entry on Winona Ryder, I felt myself agreeing. It’s not a just and legal system when famous people don’t have to be convicted. There is a local singer here, who had managed to bribe a police officer to not press charges against him when he crashed into whatever it was he crashed into. But the scandal was eventually found out, and even though the singer was the mastermind, he didn’t have to serve anytime at all, he just had to do some community service work. Whereas the police officer was sentenced to I don’t know how many months in prison. Which just goes to show, that the legal system of this current society is not as effective as it wishes to be. Why should these people be granted concessions just because “I found Ms. Ryder to be a very nice individual,” Rundle said. “This was never about her character, only her conduct. This case was never about jail time. . . We will not be asking for any jail time in this matter. We were simply asking for Miss Ryder to take responsibility for her conduct.” Let’s not forget her excuse “…and Saks security workers testified that after she was detained she apologetically told them a director had told her to shoplift to prepare for a movie role.” (Article located here.) Oh please. I think even my half-blind fish can see that it’s a lie. I personally think that even if the director had told her to practice shop-lifting, he wouldn’t expect her to really take the goods out of the store. I despair to think of the concessions that the legal system will allow. How can we be an effective society if we can’t even punish the people who ought to be punished? I’m not saying that I don’t like Winona Ryder, I thought she was pretty good as an actress, but that doesn’t mean that I would approve of her not being convicted. Personally, I think it’s just that the judge is worried about earning a bad-name from the fans of the actress and he’s also worried that he might be attacked. I suppose fear does a lot of things.
I truly worry for my future.

My brain has run dry, so I will bore you with another account of my day to day life. Albeit, a rather tragic (*ahem*) one. Began the day with Art class, with the horrible old prune Ms Riddell. No surprise about the “Ms” there. Anyway, I got my head banged on a piece of solid wood, the corner, of all places, struck me on the left of the middle of my head. I don’t dare to think of how many brain cells I have destroyed. And now, there is a huge bump on my head. I feel very tired, and I wonder what the bump did to my head. Anyway, after that we had boring Math class, in which no one did any work and just talked. Then we had English class and we discussed our family trees. Unfortunately, I never bothered to ask about my mother’s side of the family and my paternal was an orphan. So I couldn’t trace back generation about generation. And then, we had Physics class, where we did boring (in my opinion), Physics things. Then I came home and banged my elbow. I am not amused that my day went by so dully that it didn’t even take more than five minutes for me to type this out.

Especially today. I had three tests in a row and I feel like dying. I have another test tomorrow, I think. A Geography one about rivers. It’s tough because I haven’t really bothered to know a lot about rivers. I’m supposed to learn some diagrams and such for it. I’m not sure if I can be bothered to but… Anyway, I don’t have much to write about so far.

In general, there are the useful people, the resourceful people, the smart people, the gossip mongers, and the liabilities. These are the squealers, moaners, complainers, anti-actives, and other people that drag you down. Why do I refer to them as “liabilities”? Because I think that our society is troubled enough without these people tagging along, moaning and such about the world. Thank you for sharing your opinions, but we knew that a long time ago, and it’s frustrating enough without you moaning about it in our ears. And of course, in general, these people just slow down progress. It’s quite annoying really, just hearing them go on and on and on and on. I’d like to smack those people. It’s one thing to moan about something occassionally, but if that’s all you do, boy it really gets on my nerves. Especially if that person uses their complains to get let people fall into his/her guilt traps and do all the dirty work for them. There are a lot of things that I can’t stand either, it just gets on my nerves. I think I should just leave it here, because I’d be what I just wrote about.
By “liabilities”, I don’t mean handicapped people — just to be clear on that.

The title is laced with sarcasm, ok? But Revo did email me a few weeks ago with this quote: “Women are the only exploited group in history to have been idealized into powerlessness.” - Erica Jong This got me thinking about how anti-feminists often accuse feminists of using victimization as a tool. I don’t want to be a victim and I know most of you don’t want that either. The truth of the matter is that we often are victims, all of us, men & women. The difference is that women are often victims because of our gender. Men rarely get raped. Revo asked me and I now ask you…are women the only group to be exploited into powerlessness? Revo thinks of Native Americans off the bat. I might even say that African Americans have been another group. So what do you think?
From We Have Brains
Now, many other groups are being oppressed, as was in my comment. But I have to agree with one thing. So far, I have not heard of the other victims of exploitation been idealized into powerlessness. Women, have been for centuries, been known as the delicate creatures. The one who stays at home. The one who follows and not the one who leads. This is why I can understand how some men don’t appreciate feminism. What exactly can they think? That women are strong? And filled with leadership qualities? No, of course not. As history has implied, women have always been known as the “weaker” sex. It is only now, that the women have been able to speak up and let their views out. But if you look closely, into history a lot of key people (aside from Maggie Thatcher, and various other females), are male. So of course, this gradually implies that men have been and will always be more important. My point is, I suppose, that it would take a great deal of action to get some people to wake up and have a look and know that women are not innocent creatures, meant only for decorative purposes.

I had a friend, who was from the second/third richest family around here (where I live); wherever she went, she was followed by a discreet, but close bodyguard. She used to refer to them as her “bg”s. It’s interesting though, to see that celebrities worry for their own personal safety. Well, if they’re so worried, then why did they become celebrities in the first place? Look what happened to John Lennon! Maybe fame is something they can’t resist. My rich friend’s father was kidnapped as well, and they paid the ransom. Surprisingly, he was released from his captors and ever since they have been very security conscious; using bullet proof windows and having a really vicious guard dog with guards on different sides of the house. I personally don’t and won’t agree to this sort of life; living in fear. You have to pass each day in fear that you’ll be kidnappped for ransom or even killed because someone doesn’t like you. In my mind, that is no way of living your life because you can’t live it to its fullest capacity. And let’s face it, how could anyone even dare to make highly controversial public statements of they’re in danger of being kidnapped? I wouldn’t. But that would probably mean compromising myself. Of course, the fame is addictive; seeing your name in the newspaper gives you little thrills, and seeing yourself on television makes you want to scream. (I know, I’ve done all that before, thanks to winning this high-profile dance competition.) But would it be enough for you to risk your personal life and safety? I don’t think so. Not for me, anyway.