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Anyone else annoyed by the Duggars??

Jan. 25th, 2009 | 11:05 pm

Ok, so I'm watching A Very Duggar Wedding at the moment, and I'm so over this family. Honestly I can't really understand why they have thier own television show. "We have very conservative values, our children watch very little tv..." right, so... WHY DO YOU HAVE YOUR FAMILY EXPOLITED ON A TV PROGRAM THEN???? Oh,and the show is being sponsored by Plan B, emergency contraception...

besides the obvious reasons why I would be annoyed by these people (the sheltering of thier children, thier wrong idea of how the world was created, etc) The kid who's getting married hadn't kissed his fiance until his wedding day. I mean, I'm all for people staying pure until thier wedding day but no kissing is a bit extreme. From what i understand these kids go through a process of "courting" where the couple will not spend time with one another unless they are "chaperoned". Furthermore these kids go into this process with the idea that they will find thier right mate. That's right, these kids already know that the person they are courting (or being courted by) could be thier husband or wife. Oh yeah, dating is looked down upon. Why? because advocates of "courtship" believe dating brings about temptations that one would have a hard time ignoring. However, avocates of dating point out that courtship can lead to "arranged marriages" and the couple may not really get to show thier true selves because there is no one-on-one time.

At this wedding there will be no booze and no dancing. I get the "no booze" since serious Christians (but not Catholics, thankfully) think booze is a sin. EVen though water was turned into wine by Jesus, I've heard some arguements that wine was a roughly traslated word for some non alcoholic beverage. Seriously? look, booze in moderate amounts isn't a sin. Furthermore, I've known a few strict Christians tell me God made wine so then it's obviously not that bad. But I digress. What kills me is the "no dancing" clause. Yes, I know dancing is very sinful because it contains bodily gyrations, but as a former dancer I believe it is a great form of excercise and self expression. But furthermore, since when is this so Puritanical???

OK, still watching this show so please excuse my jumbled thoughts. I'm listening to the girl's father, Mr. Kellar I believe, and he's talking about how God ordained the wedding so that the man has the power in the relationship, and he (the father) can no longer have any power of her, which he likes. Not to spit on the ideals of marriage or anything, but I hate that archaic view. My dad does have a strong hold on me, mostly because he's my dad (meaning he raised me and such) and he wants the best for me. But in the concept of my husband? by that point I will be an adult and I don't need a father anymore so my husband shouldn't expect to have the same level of power that my father holds over me. Furthermore marriages work solely on the idea that your spouse should be put before yourself (which both Jim Bob and Michelle Duggar have proclaimed and I actually agree with them), not the idea that my husband is my master.

Maybe this episode has made me think about how strongly I feel about marriage. Maybe this is why I can't just settle down for one man just yet. You see, I don't believe in divorce and I believe marriage is not playing house but a major comittment between a man and woman where each gives and takes 110%. I hate that many of my peers believe marriage is just a more involved form of dating. Yes I believe in sex before marriage, mostly because I believe sex is a very biological need. But i don't think sex shoul be a major problem in a relationship until marriage, when it really counts. I probably am contradicting myself but whatever.

Anyway, what scares me is that this family will be expanding. And with this expansion means there will be a compound just like the Yearning for Zion camp. This family needs to stop. who is going to stop them?

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A letter to my ex...

Oct. 16th, 2008 | 02:02 am
mood: cynical cynical

I'm only writing this because I heard what used to be our song on the radio today and it got me thinking. It got me thinking how much you broke my heart and how I'll probably never recover. No, I don't love you anymore-- I found someone someone better and you can believe I'm telling the truth. But what you did to me ruined me forever...I respect you no longer loved me back and you wanted to move on (for whatever reason I'll never know why but I accepted it) but what killed me the most, what hurts still to this day was how you lied to my face, claiming you hated me. I know you better than that and it was that day I saw you for who you truly became-- a coward. You were too afraid to fall back in love with me because you were afraid to get hurt again, you were afraid to lose your new girlfriend because you were afriad of being alone, even though you claim that's what you truly want, you were afraid to lose me for a while in case she did leave you because you know (or perhaps hoped) I'd still be there waiting in the wings for you to finish your scene. Maybe when I talked to you several days before that and told you that we'd never work out after all you were afraid I'd be too right so you cut off all contact with me and made me look like the bad guy so you'd have justification for doing what you did. Or maybe, just maybe, you're too afraid to admit the truth-- that you're still deeply in love with me but you're too afraid of my new found independance. I loved you but you're too afraid to love me back.

But you know what cracks me up the most about you? You're a walking contradiction. You're very conservative but you're an atheist and you don't believe in voting. You want to be a hermit but you couldn't stand the idea of being alone before you started dating her. You claim you didn't believe in love anymore but you tell her you love her (not that I mind, don't read into it you pompous ass). You say one thing and yet you do another. I don't know when you were worse-- when you were controlling or now when you're contradicting. You know I wonder...you act so tough, scoffing at other's weaknesses, but could you last 18 months in the desert, what you will ultimately call your living hell, seeing things and doing things you could never tell anyone and being haunted by nightmares of it for the rest of your life...all before you turned of a legal drinking age? I doubt you could.

Another thing, I did cheat on you. Call me whatever names you want but I felt pressured into it. You controlled every move, every thought, everything. You got jealous when I spent too much time with others and didn't give you 100% of my attention. Finally I got to college and I was free. Being the head strong girl that I was, even at 18, I had to feel some sort of freedom. So, some nights I would kiss a guy or two just to know I could do stuff without you telling me what to do. But it never went past a kiss and not so innocent flirting. Everything you accused me of was dead wrong and I laugh about it to this day. If you weren't so blind, so selfish, so controlling you would've figured it out...or you could've even prevented it. It was always about you, which annoyed me. The other guys I kissed...they paid attention to me. Not saying it was right, but if you had opened your eyes you would've noticed what was wrong.

The purpose of all of this not to bitcch about you or whatever. I am in love with a real man. One who is strong enough, courageous enough, smart enough, and intuitive enough to be with me. Two years ago I never thought I would say this but I'm so much better off without you. When I heard that song today it hurt, but I didn't cry for the first time. The pain was still very very real, but the tears didn't come. My worst fear a year ago was that you would affect my life so much that I would never EVER move on from you. But I don't have to worry about it anymore. It still hurts and I still am angry with you, no wait, I still loathe you for what you did and who you became, but you no longer have that control on my life. Slowly I'm freeing myself from your grasp, from your control that you bred into my mind. So, go back to your corner you coward because I know you'll never grow the balls to respond to me (Not that I care. I just couldn't resist reminding you that you are a coward). Good Bye.

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They Grow Up So Fast..

Aug. 9th, 2008 | 01:14 pm

 In my last entry I wrote about how I found it annoying that Crazy disliked Miley Cyrus for ridiculous reasons. Now, I just read an article about young kids being overly sexualized way too young. It seems to me that as adults, we become perverts, thinking our children's innocent curious actions (like playing doctor) mean something more adult. I agree that times have changed since I was younger, but I remember wanting to be sexy, thin and popular when I was a child myself. 

This obviously is not a new phenomenom. I remember being one of th few children in my class that understood sex at a young age...maybe because I had three brothers that were teenagers and sex was among the major issues that my parents dealt with. When it came time to learn where babies came from, I already knew because one brother made me an aunt at 3 months old and again at 5 years old. The words "protection", "knocked up" and "horny" were thrown around when brother 1 confessed his secret. Obviously I was curious and Brother 2 gave a brief, albeit rather embarrassed, explanation. He then told my mother and I got the more child appropriate yet informative discussion. I got the talk again at ages 7, 10, 13, and 15...the last being rather graphic because my mother thought a turkey baster would be an appropriate prop for the overly discussed talk. Thanks mom...

It doesn't help that Bratz dolls instill the idea of sexuality, shopping and whatever else in the young girls minds. But I remember when I was 7, Barbie got a breast reduction and a hip augmentation to look more realistic. Barbie, Bratz and whatever else young girls play with these days are constantly being scoffed at as being overtly sexual and unrealistic role models for young girls. The same with all of these young stars being out in the spotlight...whatever happened to the mother being a good role model for children? Whatever happened to responsible parenting?

To me, it seems that all the problems with todays children boils down to the parents. I know it's easy for me to say this since i am not a parent but I am an aunt that helps raise all 6 of my neices and nephews. Sadly I get the feeling that parents are ashamed of sex and do not want thier children to be curious about something so natural. Instead of perverting such an act a parent should instill the value of sex being a wonderful, natural thing between two consenting, loving adults to thier children. Sex does not depend on being sexy so boys will like you ( a boy that likes you for who you are is worth more than a boy who likes you for looking trashy) or being thin and popular. Sex is an adult thing and as a child it is thier responsibility to learn and love who they are so they may one day be in a healthy ADULT relationship. Any other idea of sex (pornography, overly sexualized women, etc.) should be discussed with the child and discuss why it is wrong. 

I'm not saying we should imerse our children in sex but rather be open with such issues so children can have a healthy grasp of adult concepts. They should respect these ideas. We cannot hide our children from such issues anymore--it's too prevalent. Instead, let's be good parents and help our children understand the seriousness of the issue and foster an open line of communication.

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Miley Cyrus, purity rings and the statements from a drunken hilbilly

Aug. 1st, 2008 | 10:35 pm
mood: aggravated aggravated

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oh and another thing...

Jul. 2nd, 2008 | 06:30 pm

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it's been a while but the b*tch is back

Jul. 2nd, 2008 | 05:42 pm

Let me just start off by saying i really fell off the b*tch wagon, but a lot has happened in a year. I'm sure my "vast" audience really could care less about my love life/school life/social life because those who DO read this read it for the sole purpose of my bitching. Unless any of y'all wanna hear about my life, i'm gonna keep my entries purely bitch related. Anyway on to the bitching:

Let me start off by saying i cannot stand Angelina Jolie. I do not think the woman is beautiful. She looks like a used up hooker and honestly who really thinks that is hot? Obviously 90% of the country. Yeah, she a good will ambassador and she's doing great things for people in third world countries but when i see her all i can think of is her making out with fucking Billy Bob Thorton wearing his fucking blood around her neck. Then after they break up suddenly she's all "Saint Angelina"?? Secondly, what's with adopting all these kids in every developing country in the world? I mean sure i think it's great that she's giving these kids a better life that they would never have if they stayed where they were born but I lost all respect for her the second she gave birth to Shiloh in Africa and now her fucking wonder twins in France. What is this woman trying to say? That her own country isn't worth the time or day of her precious children? What's wrong with her children being born in an American hospital??? It's not like she was in another country and she suddenly went into labor, oh no! She fucking flys over to these places a day before she's due and waits til she goes into labor and then gives birth. She friggen planned on having her kids in these foreign countries. 

Now before I go on I think i need to really explain myself, esp if some of you are hard core Angelina lovers. For a woman who loves children and wants to help those less fortunate why is she not adopting a child from America or at least having a child here? Yeah America is not a developing country but sadly there are thousands of children that are not being adopted here and they are just as poor as those in developing countries. Personally if you want to be a good will ambassador, start at home, see how the not-so-priviledged people live. Even if you don't want to adopt, donate a large amount to Boys and Girls Club of America or something to help the poor kids of this country stay off the streets. Yet this woman doesn't consider our children that important obviously. Or what about the kids in US territories or Mexico or Nicaragua? I might sound ignorant right now but honestly this woman is one big contradiction. One second she's working with Unicef, being Saint Angelina and the next she's playing up the sex symbol movie star in all of these action movies. If she really wants to commit to this unicef thing, then commit completely or stick to doing movies and playing house with nasty ass Brad Pitt. That's another person who is so not attractive along with Patrick Dempsey. The only thing Brad Pitt has over Pretty Boy Dempsey is that Brad Pitt has appeared in some awesome movies. Snatch, for example, blew my mind. Alright, i'm done. What Not to Wear is on and i need to ridicule people who have no sense of fashion. If you read please comment so I can be prompted to write again.

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just another one of those days

Aug. 2nd, 2007 | 09:31 pm
mood: pissed off pissed off

so like I reaqlly wanted to write something profound, but i'm just gonna bitch a bit. I'm sick of people complaining about smokers. ok, yeah, it's a bad habit, but treating them like flippin lepers isn't the best thing to do either. Recently the Cleveland Clinic has decided that in order to better promote thier "healthy habits" campaign, they will no longer hire smokers (Plain Dealer, August 2, 2007). Does anybody else but me see a problem here? it's just like that stupid new law Ohio has that bans people from smoking in ANY public place. Ok, Yeah banning from resturants is a good idea cause some people are really bothered by smoking (these are also the same people who clean the entire house with bleach just to get rid of germs, not realizing that they are also getting rid of the healthy germs that protect you against disease. ugh), but let's be real here- banning smoking from establishments such as bars and truck stops and coffee shops is just plain ridiculous. Even the most avid non-smoker might pick up a butt if they've had enough to drink. Taking smoking away from bars is like taking the butter out of peanut butter. it's just not kosher. I don't know how true this is but apparantly in California you can get fined if you are caught smoking on your front porch. you can be fined for smoking on yiur own private property because you are polluting the air. Guess what? I can pollute the air too and I don't need a cigarette to do it. The whole tax thing is outrageous too. Charging $490 for a pack of smokes isn't gonna make people quit and it's not gonna stop people from starting either. People...I have no more words

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My life so far

Aug. 1st, 2007 | 07:07 pm
mood: confused confused

I'll be honest, my life has been pretty screwed up. I'm partially ready to go back to school, and then part of me isn't. I'm always choosing Mr. Wrong, or so it feels. I'm constantly getting hurt by men, and i truthfully cannot tell you why. I've settled down so much since my first year of college, my heart has been stomped on by the man I loved for three years, and someone else is hot and cold with me. I don't really want to keep getting hurt (then again, who really does) but for some reason, God finds it nesscessary. It must be his idea of fun. Yet, even though i'm not quite ready for something major, I do want to settle down- eventually. It's not my main concern at the moment tho. I do have someone that despite my best efforts, has gotten himself under my skin, even if he doesn't know it. Part of me wishes he does, just so he'd know where he stands. But with my track record, he's gonna do a nifty little jig on my heart with hobnailed boots just like the rest. I truthfully don't understand what the main issue is. Maybe it's because i'm too aggressive and impatient. I don't know how to relax and go with the flow. I really need to work on becoming a more zen like person. 

The other part of me is really worrying about what my sorority sisters think of me. I made big mistakes my first year, and now i regret them totally. If I knew what was going to happen, I never would have done half the things i did. To my sisters- I am sorry. I have changed completely and I want to work on getting backinto the groove of things with all of you, esp my pledge sisters.

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