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Friday, November 13


just finished reading the spanish version of cardenio for my assignment for my usp drama class.
rape again.
fuck.
it's so fucked up.

in the original story, guy is chasing girl, guy rapes girl, but girl begs him to marry her. it was because Shakespeare thought it was the right thing to do for the girl. i guess they let him take the excuse that it was because it was "that point in time where society had different expectations"

and then in the spanish version. fuck. so guy and girl kinda has a thang, dating. and they do everything except sex. girl explicitly says that she wants to wait. not now, she said. but she flirts, she excites him on purpose. AND HE FUCKING RAPES HER.

it is not a fucking invitation okay.
it is not an invitation when a girl dresses up to be wanted.
it is not an invitation when a girl makes out with someone in the club
it is not an invitation when a girl gets dead drunk
it is not even an invitation when a girl physiologically wants it.

yes, hormones exist in girls too WAO.

yes i am angry. yes i am agitated. yes i am emotional about this. i am just angry, sad, helpless to the fact that this is not going to change quick enough in my time. i dont ever know if it is going to change, this imbalance. more girls need to believe that it exists and stop giving in to it. just respect, respect.

but that's just Man huh. taking advantage whenever you can. empowering whenever you can.

i cant even rebutt my mum when she says, Girls must protect themselves.

because it is true.

it's so sad and frustrating that i cant go out late without being careful, that i cant drink without worrying that something bad will happen to me, that i cant go to a club without worrying that the night may go out of hand (or being seen as a slut), that one of the concerns my parents have about traveling alone is that i will be in danger ("女孩子一个人旅游很危险").
and that
if i were
given a choice
to have only one kid
i would want a boy
because i want my child to be able to do
anything "it" wants without worrying

i think that girls can do anything they want.
but the reality is that
society doesnt think so.
and somehow with a dick it is easier.

anyhow,
i really like the drama adaptation class. legit my fave class. but sometimes i really just fall asleep in class cos i really just damn tired. and it's the time of the day and the black box IS SO FREAKING COMFORTABLE.

 my other classes, i should have been more on the ball luh hor. but u know, grades have never really been my priority. i really need to make more music because, i really only feel alive when i do it. u know there's a saying like, you should find out what you like and do it because if you like it, you end up doing well in it and it will eventually make you money. meh. MEH.

laughed at 6:39:00 PM

uhuh

germaine.
some people call me germs or germ. singular or plural does it really matter?
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