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‘I’m not Michael Jackson. Which is a shame…’

I’ve always known I am a push-over. Pretty much my whole life.
I used to walk my friend to the canteen for no reason other than to stop her from looking like a ‘loner’. I did this until she actually made me walk to the other side of the field with her. That’s when I realised that I was a pansy, and she was insecure.

At the driftwood gig the other day, my friend kept saying stuff about how creepy the singers were/how much LESBIAN-ish they were. Then she was like ‘This music is lame. Let’s go outside. I need signal.’ I was happily enjoying the music and hanging out with some buddies, yet I seemed to drop everything and walk out with her, just so I could prevent her from being RAPED like, 5 secs away from the venue. Which was unlikely. And another thing, she kept asking me to stop taking photos because it was embarrassing. I did.

That’s just a FEW examples. Thinking about it, I think I do a least one push-over thing a day, maybe seventeen.

But yesterday was RIDICULOUS.

I was in town with Lizzie, James C & James F, and this random woman came up to us and asked for 50p.I didn’t think twice and just handed it over, like a complete gullible goon, not realising until she had walked away that she was probably going to buy drugs. It’s like direct-busking, I guess – approaching people and THEN buying drugs. I felt like an Idiot, and James C didn’t help. He instead pointed out that because I was carrying a ‘carphone warehouse’ bag, listening to a zen and carrying my peter Symonds gift bag from the evensong (haha) I was cleary ‘loaded’ and therefore a victim. Apparently my ‘crew clothing’ top and generally baby-like face contributed to the innocent, epitome of idiocy. If that makes sense. I could have used that 50p towards a varley cookie :(

I don’t really know WHY I’m like that. I seem to be unable to stick up for myself, and do what I want to do. Instead, I let people bully me out of revising/going to the gym etc so they can have some company. And NOT BE A LONER.

I need to sort out this issue. A lot of my friends have pointed out how I need to stick up for myself more. If I was a man, I wouldn’t have balls. I would be infertile. No baby-making for me :'(

Note to self: SORT OUT LIFE.

Surviving Feminist Of The Technical Mannequin

In my media exam last week, one of the questions was about the representation of gender in the media, and in particular, females. We’ve done SO MUCH stuff about gender representation in media, women’s protests in history and women’s social inequality in sociology. So this whole exam was a massive rant about how women are represented in the media as ‘sex objects’ and ‘passive characters,’ and how perverted young men oogle at images of semi-naked women on the front of Nuts magazine etc, and how the economic divide between men and women is reinforced in the media but their character status.

Blah blah blah.

But reading through the essay I realised how much of a feminist I am. In terms of genders I have some really strong opinions. I mean, at house parties I’ve come to find that it’s always the girls who get drunk first, and therefore taken advantage of. The guys seem a lot more open about their sexuality and apparent promiscuity. It’s the girls who are more likely (according to some research in Socio.) to judge their male friends/boyfriends by their personality, whereas boys are more likely to judge by appearance. We found some research in socio that says that in a survey, 28% of guys would date someone they saw as ‘ugly but friendly’, compared to 47% of girls.

The question in the exam was something like ‘Explain, using your own detailed examples, the representation of females in the media today.’ My essay was a massive opinionated piece about objectification and the ‘male gaze,’ and the glamourisation of teenage girls in American dramas.

Now at Symonds, a lot of people of both genders seem to be faced with pressure to look fashionable/ whatever, but the majority of the girls I know at Symonds see themselves as fat, ugly and/or have issues with self-confidence. One of my friends at work is having a beach party for his birthday next weekend, and I know someone who didn’t want to go because they were too self-conscious to be seen in her bikini/one-piece. It seems that image IS a bit part of the 21^st f_cking Century at the moment. I’m not going to be hypocritical and say this is BAD and WRONG. I’ve had my own experiences with this. I just miss the times when the biggest issue in the world was whether or not Busted were breaking up.

There was this documentary on channel 4 the other day about plastic surgery, I only watched about 5 mins of it because it was INCREDIBLY graphic. But there was this 17year old aspiring glamour model who didn’t know what the word ‘recession’ meant, but she seemed to understand EVERY WORD found on urbandictionary.com, and every single abbreviated text language thing ever created. Same applies to ‘Ladette to Lady’ which we watched in media. Annoying naïve tards.

HMNIJJTQATYCFO.

Don’t know what that means?

Neither do I :S

I made it up ^_^

Anyways I found this shocking. I know that thousands of teenagers are becoming anorexic/bulimic because they want to be Kate Moss, and I’ve always had insecurities due to the way that my own mum would guilt-trip me whenever I would have a nutella sandwich, while my brother who happens to be the sportiest person in the world can eat a BILLION nutella sarnies (if he liked them!) and still be a stick. I won’t go into that, or I’ll start another 500 word rant.

Society sucks sometimes.

P.S for the title of this blog I gave up being imaginative and instead used 'bandname generator' and typed in feminist as the keyword. and THATS what it came up with....i want to find a band called that now.. :S

‘It’s summer when people are holding portable fans, instead of umbrellas.’

I embarrassed myself at work yesterday. There’s a new guy-cologne called ‘Diesel’ and I had to try and sell as many as I could. But Scott was like ‘sell as many diesel’s as you can, it’s product of the month at the moment.’ I replied ‘WE SELL PETROL?’

I am a plank.

On the bus on the way home after work about 20 scouts invaded the top level, playing ‘Ugly girl’ and ‘Crazy Frog’ about a million times. Only Frampy saved me from insanity.

Supposed to be revising for history exam tomorrow but I am FED UP with it. Gah.

Joey’s got ANOTHER eye infection. Gah.

Life. Gah.

I'm sorry, but this blog post will NEVER EVER beat my last post 8P

In Winchester the other day, after my media exam, there were CRAZY people in the high street. Not really crazy, more kind of ‘WTF?’

At the top of the high street there was this girl, quite scene-kid girl, holding up a sign that said ‘NICOLE’ I was like, fair enough…they do that at airports sometimes…holding up signs with names on so they know where to go if they’ve never met you before…

But then this other girl was holding up a sign saying ‘WANTS’ and I was like. THEY ARE LINKED IN SOME WAY. Is this a TRAP?

Then a guy was holding up a sign saying ‘HUG’ and another girl slightly further down was holding up a sign saying ‘THIS IS NICOLE’ with an arrow pointing at this other scene kid. I DID hug her, luckily I was only with my friend Alice so I wasn’t a COMPLETE retardation. Then as I stepped back I realised there was ANOTHER scene kid holding up a camera in my face.

DAMN.

Either Youtube, or ‘You’ve been framed.’

I didn’t even ask her what it was about. Boredom? Maybe a PORNO!

Jeez, I’ve been scammed.

And I met someone at college a few days ago who pronounced ‘quiche’ like the word ‘squish’, without the ‘S’. I don’t know whether they were being silly, but it made me chuckle :)

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MSNerd.

I hate MSN. and facebook. and myspace. and bebo.
Nahh, 'hate' is too strong.

But when I did my english exam a few weeks ago, it was like I had ignored EVERYTHING my primary and secondary school teachers had said about spelling and punctuation, and instead wrote in text language. I was reading through my answers at the end of the exam and I kept abbreviating everything, missed out capital letters and full stops, and wrote symbols (like @ and +) instead of words.

I blame myself. And a few people who bullied me into getting MSN.

I didn't actually get MSN until year 10/11 I think, while everyone else had it in year 7/8. But then Haz wrote a poll on her bebo saying 'Should Jen get MSN?'

The majority said yes. A few people, like Badminton Mike and my sister, said no. How right they were. I feel kinda anti-social, but MSN is such an amazing way to quickly contact people for free, and to get an instant response.

But I have had so many issues with it too (inc. the whole not-spelling-right thing)

And I'm sure everyone's had the same kind of issues.

-Writing messages about someone, and accidently sending it to that person? normally very embarrasing 'i want his babies!' sort of things.

-or having the same happen to you. normally bitchy.

-going a bit OTT and saying stuff you would NEVER EVER say to their face, even if you did have the guts!

-pouring your heart out to people who couldn't give a damn.

-or the worst, getting dumped. Prick.

If I am friends with someone, I judge that relationship by how much I talk to them face-to-face, how much I enjoy that time, how much I see them outside college, and how much I am able to tell them my secrets/say weird things to them without being inappropriate or without having them think I have special needs.

And then I have my 'cyber' friends. Friends and relatives I never see because we live too far away, or have different hobbies outside school.

But in some ways, MSN does really develop relationships, and make friendships stronger. You can be honest to people if you would normally be to shy to tell them face-to-face. Sure, I've been DUMPED over msn, but I've been asked out over MSN too. It seemed a bit of a cop-out to start with but it was the nest relationship ever.

It's just, the BAD things about MSN seem to counter the good. It distracts me from revision, it keeps me indoors when the weather is nice, it makes my eyes funny and gives me headaches if I'm online for more than an hour.

To conclude...

I don't really know what my judgement is about MSN. Sure, you can lash out at someone over MSN if you can't brave a proper confrontation. You can crush feelings by 'blocking' someone, or annoy by 'nudging' ALL THE TIME. (Tom. W!)


But you can also send emoticons, which can be SO annoying if you use them all the time, but can also convey how you really feel. It's good for shy people I guess. I've met a few people at college who are SILENT when I see them in lessons, but online it's like there are no embarrasments and limitations, and you can say whateveryou feel like (as long as you send it to the right person!)

I big up the MSN-ers who type normally, like 'Hello Jennifer, how're you today?' rather than 'YO J, sup?'

The latter is pretty much what the whole of my english exam looked like. If I hadn't looked through and changed it, I would be SCREWED.

:) off to see gemma now :) i miss herrr!!