the old push and shove
well i DID have an interview today about an activism job, but since i am just a little kid now in days i can't travel in the snow...(hint sarcasm) so i told them that i needed to change my interview..sooo now its tomorrow at 11...yay..it better not get worse...it fucking pisses me off...my parents think i am this little kid, and well my step dad is being a dick again...*surprise* fucking hitler strikes again saying that "i need to find a real job not one from a queer magazine"...oh yeah because nuvo is a queer magazine? hmm i thought it was just a newspaper for people who aren't into the indy star...but somehow its queer now...must be because i read it...oh well..."broadripple people have been getting raped there"...yeah and like nothing bad like that happens in marion where i spend most of my time...hmmm i'm just a little girl again, am i suppose to be afraid of the city....hell now..i love the city, and all cities have crime, doesn't mean that i am just gonna be the victim to it because i go there...gimmie a fucking break...why would anyone try anything with me..i got a fucking metro, and i am not all that glamourous looking u think anyone is really gonna try to do something with me...lets think about it...i would not be ur typical victim...good god i can handle myself ok...i mean i've walked around vincennes...alone...in the dark...off campus how many time...didn't get hurt, no one said anything to me...no one stopped and talked to me...and shit happened there...but now i am suppose to be scared of having a job in the city fuck that...how many times do people walk to work or stay out in nyc at night and don't get killed...tons...i don't think that a job would put me at risk for their own good...i mean lets think about it...activism...what do u do...u go out with OTHER people and activate...i never seen just one activist..u see groups...plus i don't think the activism part is gonna be at 1030...that time is prolly gonna be in an office...gimmie a break here...do i look retarded...oh yeah stay here and get a job...ok cuz what i think i am not good enough? wtf...no i am good enough and bitch if i want to go to indy and be an activist u ain't gonna stop me...fuck u, this is my life not urs, u maybe afraid of the city for some unknown reason, but i'm not i love the city, including all that comes with it which is the good, the bad, the fun, the crime, the culture, and the lifestyle...i don't want to be in homophobe indiana forever bitch, but at least in indy i got my homos...soo fuck ur retarded bull shit and let me live my life...and cut...