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I am really vocal about gay rights. I’ve been on protests for gay rights, and often speak up about gay rights when there’s a discussion about it. I quietly celebrate when there is a small step for gay rights in Australia, which constitutes to a great leap for gay people all over the world. One of my closest friends is gay, and this has caused me to be somewhat involved in the gay community.

This is fine. Yay for gay rights!

However, a strange thing that happens to me as a direct correlation of this is the idea that because I’m so enthusiastic about gay rights, I must be gay myself. Right?!?!?!

That’s not true. I’m not gay! It doesn’t bother me that people sometimes think I am, but really: If we all assumed things this quickly, can you imagine how ridiculous things would be?

I don’t understand when bloggers say that their websites are for themselves?

The main purpose of having a blog is to, basically, keep a journal online… Right? Then couldn’t they do  the same thing with a pen and paper (I write in my own journal from time to time)? Why did the people who say that their blogs are for themselves even go to the trouble in the first place of making a site, spending money to buy a domain name etc. and spending time making a layout? Other people can see websites. You’re pushing for reader involvement yet again if you use some sort of CMS as well.

And, also, why do the above people also have an ‘About me’ page? Surely these blogs that are for themselves don’t need any information on them for other people? I just don’t get it!

Websites are a way to show things to the world very easily. Saying something is for you only, and putting it out for the whole world to see is pretty dumb, no?

Now playing: Eberg - Inside Your Head

When I’m tired, I often resort to biting sarcasm when responding to people. While it makes some people laugh, I almost always feel bad about it afterwards.

The problem? Less than a week into the new school year, I am already feeling dead tired, while Dad has taken to walking around flicking light switches on and off and watching TV as a way of trying to go to sleep (He has insomnia). I am coming to school wishing I was actually in bed, snuggling under the covers and getting some shut eye.

I am going to be less sarcastic when I’m tired (At least in the particularly biting fashion I resort to when I’m feeling dead) even if it kills me! It’s getting to be a bad habit. I will do it! No more Miss Biting Sarcasm When I Feel Tired from me.

This’ll be a fun challenge! I can’t wait to start!!!

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Okay… That was very sarcastic. But I’ll get better next time, I promise. :D

(Ack so cool! I just love things like these. Those quiet moments.)

Now playing: Blonde Redhead - Elephant Woman

Tumblr is pretty. I have one: Vexel. It’s good for posting small thoughts that aren’t ‘worthy’ of an entire blog entry.

School starts again in 5 days. Nooo! The fact that I’m posting more often is a defence mechanism: When I start school my posts will be few and far between.

Is it really that bad that I think we will never achieve social/racial etc. equality? I’m not negative, I hope, just… Realistic. I think the important thing is that we still try to achieve it. Know what I mean?

Also! Please download this song: Depeche Mode- I Feel You. It’s very, very good! It can either be about drugs, sex, love or God. Depends on how you look at it. (Listen to it?) The lyrics are here.

Brother, Mum and I went to the city a few days ago! It was fun. We went on a cruise, a Ferris wheel and lots of different art galleries (Under my insistence- they aren’t particularly artistically inclined…). When we got home, I realised that we had been walking for about 6-7 hours. I didn’t even notice! I am sure it was because of all the fun we were having. Unfortunately, didn’t get to do that much shopping (Our school supplies had been bought the day before) but it’s great to know how much fun you can have in the city for under $80. Considering all the stuff we did, I think that was pretty good.

Sometimes I wonder if my youngest cousin (4) will grow up thinking that Morgan from Bananas In Pyjamas has anger management problems and B1 and B2 are are actually sarcastic bitter jerks.

I mention these two facts to her everytime the credits roll for each ten minute episode…