Feminist

There's this quote that kindsa gets to me. Germaine Greer, an Aussie writer, also a standard bearer of the woman's liberation movement, wrote "The Female Eunich" and states that "She is more body than soul, more soul than mind." Now, I'm no feminist. But is this quote simply implying that a female is nothing more than her outer beauty? That having a beautiful body is closed-captioned for having a weak or weary soul? That she has less soul than body but more soul than mind? This quote is mainly putting forth beliefs that a beatiful female has no brains, rather just a piece of art to idolize. Which is so heavily to be disagreed with. I mearly pose this as a question. Are us females rationilized as beautiful and dull? I choose the ladder.

; )

To adhere to my irregular sleeping sched, I sometimes do this thing before bed. Music. I lay in bed with my sisters warm laptop on my lap (honestly, its on the crotch-giggidy, giggidy), and jam out by myself to whatever I'm in the mood for. Which is especially funny, cause it's about 3 in the morning and I'm wearing headphones. No one knows this.. so shhhh :)

It gets really great when I find old music that I hadn't listened to in a while. From there comes a progression of singing eyes and a mouth with a mind of it's own, baby! While I'm jammin solely by myself.. the rest of the house is dead quiet. Yikes. Though I have never gotton too loud just yet, I wouldn't doubt someone coming in my room looking at me strange.

Ps maybe it's just me.. but when I find myself listening to Bouncing Souls (especially the song OLE) I feel like a character in a Stanley Kubric movie.

My start-up ^.^

I don't sleep nearly enough, as one should. Ironically, this has nothing to do with my addiction with caffeine. I'm better now. I think. I haven't had coffee in a week. Impressed right? I am too. ;) Maybe because of summer and all its hotness.

Feeding myself has also become a problem. Yesterday I ate cotton candy for lunch, and had dinner at McDonalds. It is a sad life that I lead. When will I be able to sleep and eat like a normal person?

My only consolation in all of this is that my pooping schedule has been maintained. HURRAY for consistent bowel movements!

I can't help but to also state that I am now becoming kinda interested in the party life. I mean, don't get me wrong.. it always seemed like fun, just not for me. But now, woah. I find myself wanting to drink (just to state, I haven't condoned myself just yet), and have fun with a bunch of wild, crazy peeps. So unlike me! Though, I probably still won't get into this kindsa stuff.. I can't help but to maybe try and have some non-two-goody fun one of these days. I blame my sister. She's a party QUEEN!

Ok. That's enough insanity out of me for now.