We have been discussing the differences between women and men. This only made me realize how seperate society makes us, as if women are so much lower than men. In a way, I know many women that would allow a man to control her life and teach her how to live.
I'm not sure if it's only the way I grew up but my mother has taught me what it truly means to be independent. She has taught me that if I couldn't stand on my own two feet, someone else would have to control my life. I always knew that I had to be in control of my own life and this is how I realized there will never be a man that controls me. I refuse to ever believe a man is stronger than me, personally. I can't say the same for every woman because there are many women that do believe that they should be witty and weaker.
I don't find that attractive in a womans personality. When I think of a beautiful woman i think she would be strong, independent and self suffiecent. It never pleased me when women relied on their husbands financially. I feel as though women allow this stereotype to come around and they will do nothing about it except help prove it right. There is what bothers me, I refuse to ever let something like this get through to me. I spend a lot of my life proving to everyone that I am stronger than many males that I know.
It annoys me beyond belief how society makes women appear as the cooks, cleaners, and pleasureres. I plan on living a successful life in which I am the boss and I refuse to let any get in the way of my success and my road path. With or without a man I believe a woman should have stability. This stereotype is just a stereotype and I refuse to believe anyone is stronger than me because they are of a different gender.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Love is blind
Watching Boys Dont Cry made me realize that love really is blind. When I meet new people, it doesn't take to effect on me what color, nationality or religion they are. I feel if i do judge them on that not only does it make me look superficial but it's like not giving someone a fair shot.
Brandon Teena fell in love with Lana not because of how she looked but what he say in her. He knew what she was and how beautiful she was inside and out. That is the person he fell in love with. On the other hand love is blind also referred to Lana. Lana loved Brandon even after being betrayed with his gender. She loved him for who he was not what he had or didn't have. She loved everything about him, his style, his love, his affection and that's the person she fell in love with.
At that time, it was rare to love someone that was transgendered. You could notice just by the way they treated Brandon once they found out. They treated him like he was worthless, as if his personality changed or something. He was the same person, the same person that Lana fell in love with.
I realized this because I feel as though everyone is colorless. We have no color and that allows me to touch to someone's heart and not be stopped by their appearence. To me, it doesn't matter and I will never be racist in my life. I just hate how people look down on couples that do not have the same skin tone. It bothers me so much.
If someone is in love, they fell in love with them for who they were. Love is love and the feelings someone brings to you is important. The skin color on their bodies, isn't.
Brandon Teena fell in love with Lana not because of how she looked but what he say in her. He knew what she was and how beautiful she was inside and out. That is the person he fell in love with. On the other hand love is blind also referred to Lana. Lana loved Brandon even after being betrayed with his gender. She loved him for who he was not what he had or didn't have. She loved everything about him, his style, his love, his affection and that's the person she fell in love with.
At that time, it was rare to love someone that was transgendered. You could notice just by the way they treated Brandon once they found out. They treated him like he was worthless, as if his personality changed or something. He was the same person, the same person that Lana fell in love with.
I realized this because I feel as though everyone is colorless. We have no color and that allows me to touch to someone's heart and not be stopped by their appearence. To me, it doesn't matter and I will never be racist in my life. I just hate how people look down on couples that do not have the same skin tone. It bothers me so much.
If someone is in love, they fell in love with them for who they were. Love is love and the feelings someone brings to you is important. The skin color on their bodies, isn't.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Boys Don't Cry - the movie.
This is the movie i chose to watch which was written by both Kimberly Peirce & Andy Bienen. It was directed and filmed in Canada in 1999. The movie won an oscar, 42 wins & 27 nominations. It was top rated by many critics and is looked upon very highly. It wasn't a story with a happy ending but it did shorten my breath after watching it. This movie was amazing & it made me think and constantly shake my head at the television.
Brandon Teena was the popular transfer student in Nebraska. He had it all, the good looks, the confidence & the overall apparence. All the girls liked him and all the guys wanted to be friends with him. He was the ideal boy for all the girls and an idol to all the boys, pretty much. He didn't really look for any girls once he found this beauty named Lana. She was gorgeous and together they made the ideal couple. Everything seemed to be going well for them and they were as happy as could be.
A secret got out about Brandon that he wished never did. Brandon wasn't always a guy, he was born a woman. He had woman parts and spoke like a woman until he got older. He was born as Teena Brandon, that was her name. Once he got older he realized he didn't want to be a woman anymore. He didn't feel like a woman, he felt like a man inside a girl's body. The whole school got around and no longer was he this hot new guy. He was the new guy that they all tormented.
They couldn't remember the boy he was before they found out his secret. They rediculed him and tormented him because he wasn't comfortable in his own skin. This is the last thing he needed to happen because he was accepting himself as a guy and now he can't. Everyone knows his secret and they make him feel like garbage, which is wasn't. He was the same guy before and after the secret was let out.
This movie hurt my heart to be compeltely honest. I never find it justified to humiliate anyone and he didn't deserve it at all. He did nothing wrong to anymore and he was a sweet, gentle man that should have been left alone. I felt so terrible for him and it just taught me so many lessons about life and humanity.
Brandon Teena was the popular transfer student in Nebraska. He had it all, the good looks, the confidence & the overall apparence. All the girls liked him and all the guys wanted to be friends with him. He was the ideal boy for all the girls and an idol to all the boys, pretty much. He didn't really look for any girls once he found this beauty named Lana. She was gorgeous and together they made the ideal couple. Everything seemed to be going well for them and they were as happy as could be.
A secret got out about Brandon that he wished never did. Brandon wasn't always a guy, he was born a woman. He had woman parts and spoke like a woman until he got older. He was born as Teena Brandon, that was her name. Once he got older he realized he didn't want to be a woman anymore. He didn't feel like a woman, he felt like a man inside a girl's body. The whole school got around and no longer was he this hot new guy. He was the new guy that they all tormented.
They couldn't remember the boy he was before they found out his secret. They rediculed him and tormented him because he wasn't comfortable in his own skin. This is the last thing he needed to happen because he was accepting himself as a guy and now he can't. Everyone knows his secret and they make him feel like garbage, which is wasn't. He was the same guy before and after the secret was let out.
This movie hurt my heart to be compeltely honest. I never find it justified to humiliate anyone and he didn't deserve it at all. He did nothing wrong to anymore and he was a sweet, gentle man that should have been left alone. I felt so terrible for him and it just taught me so many lessons about life and humanity.
Monday, March 29, 2010
Why must they resort to bombing?
I'm sure everyone has heard about the suicide bombers in Moscow. When I switched on the news and heard this, my mouth dropped. I really do not understand what goes on with the world nowadays.
Subways are unsafe now because of these people that think it is okay. People that give their lives to kill some others lives. This concept doesn't process in my mind, where can we go to be safe? We can't even travel with the warm feeling of protection.
When will this world ever realize we are like little children playing tag just much more severly. It feels like one of those i bomb you, you bomb me things & it is getting out of hand. When will it all stop? When will we stop using bombs and mass destructive weapons against our people.
Also, now that Moscow's train was bombed they put cops around trains. Only once something terrible occurs, we take charge. We should have cops scattered around and even though we cannot antecipate everything in life, this should have been one. We should always have cops scattered around public transportation and places where many people are.
I don't believe in a "perfect" world but I do believe in a world much healthier than ours & I don't mean healthier physically. Just like in one of my favorite songs says, "it's not always rainbows and butterflies, its compromise, it moves us along." We really do need some compromising, we need something to protect us from these horrid things.
It kills me even more because the little bit of family i do have is in Moscow and nothing is safe anymore. It bothers me knowing that nothing is going to protect me, America is always under attack or being threathened and it should end. The faster it ends, the faster we will all be safer and such.
Subways are unsafe now because of these people that think it is okay. People that give their lives to kill some others lives. This concept doesn't process in my mind, where can we go to be safe? We can't even travel with the warm feeling of protection.
When will this world ever realize we are like little children playing tag just much more severly. It feels like one of those i bomb you, you bomb me things & it is getting out of hand. When will it all stop? When will we stop using bombs and mass destructive weapons against our people.
Also, now that Moscow's train was bombed they put cops around trains. Only once something terrible occurs, we take charge. We should have cops scattered around and even though we cannot antecipate everything in life, this should have been one. We should always have cops scattered around public transportation and places where many people are.
I don't believe in a "perfect" world but I do believe in a world much healthier than ours & I don't mean healthier physically. Just like in one of my favorite songs says, "it's not always rainbows and butterflies, its compromise, it moves us along." We really do need some compromising, we need something to protect us from these horrid things.
It kills me even more because the little bit of family i do have is in Moscow and nothing is safe anymore. It bothers me knowing that nothing is going to protect me, America is always under attack or being threathened and it should end. The faster it ends, the faster we will all be safer and such.
Monday, March 22, 2010
How must it feel to be watched all the time?
I always wondered how much of a personal life celebrities give up. They have nothing to themselves anymore, everything is out in the public. Pretty much any fact I ever want to know about someone wether it's their birthday, relationship status, hometown, I can look up. There lives are posted on the internet for the world to see.
Doesn't everyone crave their personal space? There are somethings we hoped for no one to know and sometimes we don't even like to admit it to ourselves. Don't they feel that pressure always? The feeling that every step they take is being watched, every tattoo they get is up on google & every relationship they get into is gossiped about.
I always think about how much of them is exposed and I always wonder why people care about their lives. Why do so many people worry who Kevin Jonas is married to when they can worry about their relationship status'? This concept doesn't make any sense to me. I,personally, don't stalk the lives of celebrites, nor do I worry what they are doing with their lives. I allow them to watch over themselves and I would do the same for myself.
I also can't grasp the amount a person sacrifices while becoming a celebrity. I wonder if it is worth it. Is the money worth it to not be able to have a personal gathering with some friends? To be sleeping in a Hotel for a few days and all your fans go to the Hotel to get some pictures. Isn't there a breaking point in which they want to be alone and get away from all these creeps? I know i wouldn't be able to handle having my whole life in the paper, video taped, and constantly being photographed.
I believe in allowing celebrities to live how they want. The way they act is already enough entertainment for our minds. That is what they are paid for. Why must we also be entertained by the lives they live outside of the tv world?
Doesn't everyone crave their personal space? There are somethings we hoped for no one to know and sometimes we don't even like to admit it to ourselves. Don't they feel that pressure always? The feeling that every step they take is being watched, every tattoo they get is up on google & every relationship they get into is gossiped about.
I always think about how much of them is exposed and I always wonder why people care about their lives. Why do so many people worry who Kevin Jonas is married to when they can worry about their relationship status'? This concept doesn't make any sense to me. I,personally, don't stalk the lives of celebrites, nor do I worry what they are doing with their lives. I allow them to watch over themselves and I would do the same for myself.
I also can't grasp the amount a person sacrifices while becoming a celebrity. I wonder if it is worth it. Is the money worth it to not be able to have a personal gathering with some friends? To be sleeping in a Hotel for a few days and all your fans go to the Hotel to get some pictures. Isn't there a breaking point in which they want to be alone and get away from all these creeps? I know i wouldn't be able to handle having my whole life in the paper, video taped, and constantly being photographed.
I believe in allowing celebrities to live how they want. The way they act is already enough entertainment for our minds. That is what they are paid for. Why must we also be entertained by the lives they live outside of the tv world?
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
When does the bullying stop?
I, myself have been picked on for being different and it was because of my hair. People continue to say things about me that should bother me. Now that I grew older, I've learned I need to accept myself and love myself. Once that happened other opinions didn't bother me as much. Growing up I didn't have the confidence I now have and it did bother me.
I see people all the time getting picked on for what they believe in, their apparence and their sexual preference. This one story bothered me to the fullest extend. I just got so upset with the world while reading this article about a a 15 year old boy.
Lawrence King was a fifteen year old boy in High School just like most are. According to friends and family he was a sweet, generous and smart young boy. He was not interested in girls, he just wasn't attracted to them. He was gay, he was very much into boys. Kids in his school couldn't accept who he truly was and bullied him for being gay. Lawrence dressed like a girl in heels, skirts and tight t-shirts.
I don't feel that anyone should have anything to say about the way he dressed. He was comfortable in his own shoes when he felt like a girl and he accepted himself. This was who he was, he was Lawrence King. Lawrence King was a homosexual that dressed as a girl to feel comfortable in his own skin.
Lawrence wasn't accepted by any of his classmates. He was tormented and bullied on because he was gay. That is not a reason to be bullied on, there is no reason to bully anyone. Poor Larry was victimized by these students. It got to a point where one of his very own classmates pulled a shot gun and shot him right in the head. For what you ask? For being gay.
This is insane and this topic strikes me very harshly. Lawrence deserved to live as much as anyone else did and just because he wasn't interested in the opposite sex, he lost his life.
*To read the article on his death please click the link below.
Lawrence King's death
I see people all the time getting picked on for what they believe in, their apparence and their sexual preference. This one story bothered me to the fullest extend. I just got so upset with the world while reading this article about a a 15 year old boy.
Lawrence King was a fifteen year old boy in High School just like most are. According to friends and family he was a sweet, generous and smart young boy. He was not interested in girls, he just wasn't attracted to them. He was gay, he was very much into boys. Kids in his school couldn't accept who he truly was and bullied him for being gay. Lawrence dressed like a girl in heels, skirts and tight t-shirts.
I don't feel that anyone should have anything to say about the way he dressed. He was comfortable in his own shoes when he felt like a girl and he accepted himself. This was who he was, he was Lawrence King. Lawrence King was a homosexual that dressed as a girl to feel comfortable in his own skin.
Lawrence wasn't accepted by any of his classmates. He was tormented and bullied on because he was gay. That is not a reason to be bullied on, there is no reason to bully anyone. Poor Larry was victimized by these students. It got to a point where one of his very own classmates pulled a shot gun and shot him right in the head. For what you ask? For being gay.
This is insane and this topic strikes me very harshly. Lawrence deserved to live as much as anyone else did and just because he wasn't interested in the opposite sex, he lost his life.
*To read the article on his death please click the link below.
Lawrence King's death
Monday, March 8, 2010
Cant we marry who we love?
Marriage is a commitment set by two people. The person you want to marry is someone you should be able to picture in your life forever. The person you choose to marry should be someone that you love and couldn't replace if you wanted to. Love is blind and we fall for the person our heart goes for. We cannot force love, we must allow it to come naturally. Love comes between people of different color, ethnicity, height, sex or same sex.
Who should be the one who says that we can't fall in love with someone because they are of the same sex? Statistically, 1 out of every 20 people are gay. They are attracted to someone of the same sex. No one can help who they fall in love with. If a person that is gay wants to marry the person they are in love with they should be allowed. Gay people should have the right to marry whoever they want and it shouldn't effect anyone else but them.
The Government allows you to marry someone that you don't truly love but you can't marry someone you love because it is unethical? I feel marriage laws shouldn't discriminate against age, nationality or even sex. We love who we love and that is who we want to be with for the rest of our lives. Why must gay people feel so left out because of their sexual preference? This issue bothers me because i know love is blind. I know that who we truly love may gross someone else out but that is why we are in love with them, not someone else.
Gay people are equal to us and should have their right to marry.
Who should be the one who says that we can't fall in love with someone because they are of the same sex? Statistically, 1 out of every 20 people are gay. They are attracted to someone of the same sex. No one can help who they fall in love with. If a person that is gay wants to marry the person they are in love with they should be allowed. Gay people should have the right to marry whoever they want and it shouldn't effect anyone else but them.
The Government allows you to marry someone that you don't truly love but you can't marry someone you love because it is unethical? I feel marriage laws shouldn't discriminate against age, nationality or even sex. We love who we love and that is who we want to be with for the rest of our lives. Why must gay people feel so left out because of their sexual preference? This issue bothers me because i know love is blind. I know that who we truly love may gross someone else out but that is why we are in love with them, not someone else.
Gay people are equal to us and should have their right to marry.
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