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Millions of girls age 5-12, [some even older, which is all the more pathetic] look up to Miley Cyrus, daughter of well-known hick Billy Ray Cyrus. Through her “alter-ego” Hannah Montana, [wow, creative name] Miley is proof that anyone, and I mean ANYONE can be famous in this day and age-even talentless skanks. Miley Cyrus is famous only because A] Her dad is rich and bought her a television program, which makes her no better than that emaciated slut Paris  Hilton; and B] Because she personifies what Disney thinks every American girl wants to be. People think she’s cute, therefore she MUST be talented, right? Wrong. That stupid little bimbo doesn’t even write the lyrics to her songs. [Which wouldn't take much talent anyway, they sound like they were written by a braindead meth addict performing songs on the side of the street for money so they didn't have to continue sucking cock to perpetuate their habit] One stupid Barbie clone in my Algebra class once told me that that’s okay because “Well, at least she has a voice!”. I’m not sure if that was a crack at me, but if it was it was a poor one because I myself can indeed sing, play piano and read sheet music. [Not to mention that I don't have braces at age sixteen, no ass and eyebrows that make me look like an ape] Anyway, I will admit that Miley can sing with about the same amount of skill as someone in an elementary school choir. But being able to sing does not an artist make. An artist must be able to write their own lyrics, notes, rhythms, chords, beats, etcetera etcetera. Miley Cyrus is famous because so many Americans are ignorant and believe that if you’re nice to look at, you’re good at everything you endeavor in. No. If Miley were to go into the appropriate career for her ONE positive aspect [being cute] then she would either become a model or a pornstar.

Which is a lovely transition to the amazing thing I learned today! I’d like to credit Lilu for posting that bulletin on Myspace about this. [Sorry if that's not your real name, I'm assuming based on your display name] Miley Cyrus, America’s Golden Girl, had her Myspace [or Twitter, I've heard both said] hacked and the hacker [whom I would love to hug] discovered private pictures of her posing half-nude in underwear and a bikini, as well as in a shower and more. It saddens me that people are so willing to buy into the lie that stars are perfect and can do no wrong. What with girls like Vanessa Hudgens, who posted her hairy cunt all over the web, and Lindsay Lohan, who became a strung-out coke addict before she even hit eighteen, I would think it had become apparent that everyone is human. Obviously not. Please understand, I am in no way saying that Miley is worse than anyone else for taking “questionable” pics of herself. I myself do it all the time, I’m just not stupid enough to post them on the internet because I realize how untrustworthy it is. The point I wanna make by exposing this on my blog is that NO ONE IS PERFECT, even famous people. Hence, celebrity scandals. My family told me that I can’t listen to Alkaline Trio because they mention alcohol in some of their songs. At least they’re honest! I wonder how my aunt will feel when she finds out that my little cousin Karly’s hero is no better than anyone else.

This picture is completely unrelated to what I’m gonna type about, but I enjoyed it and I think you might too. =]

I’m taking Psychology in school, when I signed up for it I was incredibly excited and saw it as a great way to learn more about one of my passions. I love studying people, their behavior and their personalities, always have. Unfortunately, however, I’ve come to find that my Psych teacher is just as status-quo and naive to humanity as the sexist twat who taught my Sociology class the preceding semester. [At least she lets females fucking speak, which is more than I can say for that douchebag] This poor woman is under the pathetic assumption that humans are “good” and want to do well for others. She believes that the only people who willingly cause harm to others are psychopaths, sociopaths and other people with personality “disorders”. I wish that I could say it entertains me or is even endearing, but after being exposed to so much of this stupidity it gets really, really old. The only way that a human being living in America could believe that people mean no harm to another and truly wish to build others up and help them is for them to put proverbial blinders on. I understand that in the cases of serial murders and the like, the person committing such crimes may very well have little to no empathy for their victims. However, in order for one to believe that humans are inherently “good”, one would have to ignore the numerous cases of brutality that humans exact on their fellow man on a DAILY BASIS.

Case in point: I myself am a prime example. My friend Miranda and I have been friends with a kid, whose name shall be withheld unless he tells me otherwise, for a few months on my part, longer on hers. This kid is currently in his first “real relationship”; that is, he’s been fucked over by a certain bitch we also know, [Another example! Did he deserve for her to lead him on and make him feel like shit? No. Then why would this girl, who has no mental illness, do such an unkind thing?] but this “relationship” is the first one he’s been in wherein his feelings are requited. Unsurprisingly enough, this is her first real relationship as well. [Unless you count dating one guy for a month and then leaving him to get a huge black cock shoved up her vag as a relationship] I could get into a huge rant about this, but that’s not my point with this post. Long story short, the girl became obsessed with him when they weren’t even dating yet, telling everyone she was in love with him and that they were gonna get married. She freaks the fuck out on him for talking to other girls, and when they’re together she takes claim of his phone and texts his friends, pretending to be him and mentioning herself and how amazing “he” thinks she is every other text. He’s too scared to talk to us when she’s around him, for Nietzsche’s fucking sake!  What’s more, she changed my name, Miranda’s name, and another of his friend’s name in his contacts to “Bitch 1″, “Bitch 2″, and “Bitch 3″. [Total lack of creativity, if you ask me] If that’s not a huge neon sign practically screaming “INSECURE”, I don’t know what is. The poor kid refuses to listen to Miranda, Becca and I on the subject, insisting that she does not control his life and that she really does love him. Just like my ignorant Psych teacher, this isn’t nearly as endearing as it sounds. It’s fucking irritating as fuck. Consequently, Miranda and I have proceeded to make catty remarks to him at all moments possible, breaking her down and making it apparent to him just what a stupid bitch she really is. Say what you want, call me a terrible person, a cunt. I agree! I have absolutely no problem destroying the social life of another teenager. It’s my right as a female. Despite what you may think of my character now, notice that Miranda and I are an excellent example of cruelty in everyday life.

Today in Psych we learned about Emotional Intelligence, which has three components: Emotional Self-Awareness, which means knowing what we are feeling and why, Managing Our Emotions, which is being able to control our feelings and impulses, & Empathy, which is the ability to read oher peoples’ emotions and act appropriately based on that knowledge.

My minor points:
-First, there is no hard-and-true way to know exactly why we feel a certain way. Sometimes it’s obvious- we may be happy because we got something we want, or angry because someone treated us unfairly. However, many times we feel a certain way and don’t have any idea why-there are many cases where even trained Psychologists can’t figure out why people are depressed, for example.
-Second, if it’s so hard to figure out why we ourselves feel something, how in the FUCK could we figure out why the hell someone else feels a certain way? Besides obvious situations like I mentioned earlier in this paragraph, it’s virtually impossible to discern why another human feels the way they do; especially because everyone has had millions of different experiences in life and therefore reacts to situations very differently.
-Thirdly, Emotional Intelligence, is, according to Psychologists like Peter Salovey and John Mayer, is more important in life than the Intelligence most people think of; essentially, “book smarts” or the ability to learn new concepts. According to these Wise Men, someone who can learn more and grow more mentally will have less luck in life than someone who is of average intelligence but knows how to get along with other people. How these yahoos got their heads so far up their asses is beyond me. When I made the point to my all-knowing teacher that it’s more important to have intelligent people who can invent, think outside the box, and READ in a society than a bunch of retards who play well amongst each other, she said, “Well, you tell me- How many jobs in the world don’t involve interacting with other people?” I responded, “Plenty enough to employ those of us who don’t see a need to waste our time on ingrates. Having a social job is for people who, for some reason, like interacting with the general population.” She didn’t speak to me much after that exchange.

My Main Point: Managing Our Emotions is, as I’ve said, the ability to control our feelings and impulses. Before I begin, know that I am a wholehearted proponent of self-control. However, why should it matter to the individual person [Which we are supposed to be studying in this class, but once again the Moral Majority has prevailed in ruining everything for those of us who don't fit in to society's little mold] what the fuck someone else thinks of how they reacted to a certain action or feeling? My teacher offered an example of this ideal by stating that someone who has low Emotional Intelligence would react violently and yell when angered; while a person with high Emotional Intelligence would keep calm and explain, “I’m angry, and this is why.” Who, in this world full to the brim with human beings, has the right to tell us, the common people, what specifically are the “appropriate” and “inappropriate” ways to show our emotions? Counting out some form of parental, anal-retentive god figure, the answer is NO ONE. [You can choose to get into a religious debate with me over this, but the fact still remains that no all-knowing, all-loving god would create a world of imperfect and faulty beings and then condemn them for doing wrong] Yes, society and the Moral Majority* have their own ideals for what is “right” and “wrong”, but tell me-can a group of self-righteous, uber-religious fucks possibly understand how it is to be someone who doesn’t make a million dollars a year and who has to work to be noticed? No. No, they can’t. How then, can we decide how someone has this great gift of Managing Our Emotions? Once again, we can’t.

*Those who have gained political power, who we should therefore try our hardest to emulate**

**Emulate means copy or try to be.

Psychology is a Social Science, meaning that it is intended to be subjective. We can’t put a number to human behavior. We can have statistics, oh yes, but statistics eventually prove useless to a subjective study because in order to understand every human being , one would have to study and interview everyone who ever lived and is alive. Dumbfucks nationwide have been trying to objectify Psychology, which is ruining the science! You can’t put millions of people into groups based on one common characteristic and assume that they are all alike, everyone’s had different experiences and therefore is in no way like anyone else alive Psychologically. Stop generalizing humanity, Psychologists-leave that to the Conservatives, they do it best.

I’m not quite sure what it is I wanna say with this, my first post. I guess I’ll just bitch about what’s been on my mind most lately. What with finally giving up on the one person who had meant most to me for more than a year, needless to say I’ve been sorta down lately. [Down in the sadness aspect of the word, not referring to the Clown] It sucks so much balls to think “Oh my god, I could quite possibly spend the rest of my life with this person”, and then have them tell you that they’d rather go out and get ass from the plethora of skanks with whom they associate, whom you should’ve realized were more important than you all along. It just goes to show me that I’ve been stupid to trust one person with everything like I have. There are a few select people whom I trust with a few things, but none of them mean anything to me romantically-they’re all good friends, or, with one exception, a parental unit. I went so long with being able to go to Him whenever I needed attention, recognition, reassurance or affection. Now, that’s gone and I’ve been so lonely it’s pathetic. I’m the sort of person who doesn’t necessarily need to be emotionally attached to someone, but I need someone to hug and cuddle with whenever I feel like it. Now I’m stuck with a bunch of friends and crushes whom I wouldn’t feel quite comfortable doing that with, and I can tell my need for affection is going to end up embarassing me badly sometime in the near future. I need to get myself a cutie to canoodle with. Haha, canoodle is a funny word.

Gotta give huge props to Pond for the whole blogging idea[L], having my own site and everything is gonna be the shit. MMFWCL, Scummy. =]

School’s starting up again tomorrow, goddamn. But the plus side is,  I get to irritate that stupid-ass Republifuck in my English class with my terrible Liberal ways. Oh the joys to be had.

Speaking of Republicans and other people who fuck everyone’s shit up, Scum and I watched the John Wayne Gacy A&E Biography together recently. It made me so sad to see what pure intolerance can do to an innocent person. For example, Gacy grew up to be bisexual, at least as far as he said. He spent his childhood preferring to cook with his sisters or help his mother garden, but John Gacy Senior would have none of that. He told his son that he was a pansy and berated him endlessly for not wanting to play stickball or fish with the other boys. Now, I’m not saying there’s a right or wrong as far as pre-conceived gender assumption goes. I think that little boys should be allowed to play with dolls if they want, and little girls should be just as encouraged to play with trucks and footballs. However, if the child prefers what society deems “normal”, that’s fine too. What few seem to realize is that how their child likes to play is in fact, NO BIG  DEAL. Anyway, Gacy grew up with an intolerant alcoholic father who insisted that he act sterotypically masculine, otherwise he was deemed a failure and a screwup. Case in point: many homosexuals, bisexuals and transsexuals grow up with severe damage to their self-esteem, psyches and social skills because their intolerant parents discourage something that is in fact natural and doesn’t hurt a living soul. Many bitch on and on, saying that homosexuality and gay marriage will “ruin the American family.” Oh, they’re absolutely right! All of MY gay friends, at least, greatly enjoy going into a common American family’s house in the dead of night and fucking the dog shit out of each other in front of  innocent American children. ANOTHER AMERICAN FAMILY RUINED!! MUAHAHAHA!!! Grow up, people. If two guys wanna stick their dicks in each other’s butts in the privacy of their own home, it’s no one’s fucking business to say otherwise. The only people who do have a problem are the sort who can’t live happily without controlling the lives of others. Realize this, America: No one, NO ONE has the right to tell another person how to live their life. You don’t have to like it, you don’t have to agree. But if you have a problem, shut the fuck up and realize that no one cares what you have to say, you intolerant fuck. What’s worse, is that many parents who realize that their child is queer try to “cure” them as if it’s a disease. If homosexuality is a fucking disease, I’m gonna get out of school any day I choose by having my dad call in to the school and say, “Yeah, my daughter can’t come in today. She’s still bisexual, the doctors are trying everything they can to save her.” If John Wayne Gacy’s parents wouldn’t have been ignorant, intolerant pieces of shit, and had nurtured and encouraged him despite disagreeing with his sexual orientation, he could very well have grown up to know exactly how to have a functioning relationship, and could have shacked up with some nice queer for the rest of his merry life. Instead, he was shut into darkness from a young age and therefore was confused about how exactly to have a real relationship, and was ashamed and embarassed of his bisexual tendencies. Thusly, he proceeded to rape and kill 33 young men by the time he was executed for the aforementioned crime. For too long has a negative and “hush-hush” attitude been attached to homosexuality. Many gay teens have committed suicide because they were so ashamed of what came naturally to them, due to growing up in intolerant, judgemental religious families of bigots; and why? Because even after homosexuality has been known to the common people for thousands of years, the Almight Church still can’t get over their need to control other peoples’ lives because their own are pathetic and unenventful. If their intangible parent figure of a “god” won’t allow them to indulge in “sins”, a.k.a., normal human pleasures, then no one else should be allowed to have fun, either!

Needless to say, religion is the worst of all evils in my opinion. You’ll undoubtedly be hearing more on the subject as I continue to blog. Thanks for reading, I’ll keep updating whenever I have something to rant about. =]

-Nifty.