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so I read this book, the other day; it involved a religious cult. it explained all their brainwashing techniques, and there were some striking similarities to what we do in youth group and other church activities. I thought this was funny (as in amusing) so I was telling dad about it and mom says (jokingly) to C something about how I "neeever have any opinions!" and when I look at her she says something about how I'm "so cynical". and so I say "what? I should just be stupid and happy?" because that's what you keep telling me. don't ask questions or think for yourself; just be stupid and happy. to me, my supposed "cynicism" seems more like "reason" and "common sense" or my favorite, "logic" (logic basically kills everything I dislike. too bad those things never really die...).

I've got that song stuck in my head, because C made me watch the runaways last night. I was like "I don't wanna get the runaways, it'll just be like "our lives suck, we're doing drugs, we're doing drugs, our lives suck" and then it's going to end badly for them because those stories always do." and mom was like "you haven't even seen it" and C was like "la lala la I think it looked cool and grown up! la lalala la..." (well this was her thoughts, but) and then we watched it, and lo and behold: DRUGS! OUR LIVES SUCK! THIS IS DEPRESSING AND CREEPY! and somehow C is surprised (stupid. I don't care that English isn't her first language, you can tell she's a bit of a bubblehead.). I'm rolling my eyes, but I enjoyed the whole "first all-girl rockband" thing (old man: girls don't play electric guitar. guitar girl: oh yeah? watch me, you stupid fuck.(well it wasn't quite like that, but that was sort of the feel of it) and then she proceeds to wear an awesome jacket and be a really famous musician). and I am also thinking "whoa, the 70's really sucked" because you have the 50's=really sucky, then the 60's=new feminist movement!, then the 70's=ehh, women are legally equal now, it doesn't matter (except women were STILL NOT REMOTELY EQUAL and nobody cares) I say this to mom, and she says " I had a great time in the 70's! (when she was a teenager)" and then gives me the "you're so cynical/judgmental speech" and then I say "well mom, did you ever make any attempt to step outside your given boundaries?" and she has to say no. this shuts her down pretty quick.

I hate that I can't be girly and respected at the same time. just because I love bows and pastel colors and baby animals and fairytales does not mean that I am silly and stupid. caring about my appearance and singing does not make me a weakling. just because I don't run around bashing people's faces in some sport and I am not aggressive in conversations doesn't mean I can't kick your ass if I need to.

I don't know

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hello world, I'm your WILD girl, I'm your ch ch ch ch ch ch ch ch CHERRY BOMB!