Virginity

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There are lot of people in the world who value a foetus more than they do a fully-developed human being.

They will go out of their way to trample on a woman's rights to her own body, but once they have effectively pressured her into giving birth to a child she does not want, they will suddenly start complaining about how unfair it is that the government forced them to pay welfare.

They ironically call themselves pro-life.


PS: please direct me to ONE website dedicated to demonizing homosexuality (or "explaining why we must save our children from the horrors of gay marriage") that does NOT have this format:
blah blah blah blah GOD blah blah blah blah AIDS blah blah blah Leviticus blah blah blah amoral blah blah blah abnormal/against nature. 

Acades Vulgaris

Hi all, this is merely another account featuring the same blog that can be found in my livejournal.

The only reason I repost it here is because a friend thinks I'll get more traffic. Let's see how that goes.

The end of this semester bring around another ending in my life, basically that of the worst school year thus far (and hopefully this will be the worst ever).

Thanks to the support my friends, I'm still on track to graduate and become a doctor...someday. Still working on the motivation part and it's something that might become a mayor issue during the summer break :/

I still don't understand the mechanics of the irony of the universe: every single time I set myself for a high goal, I fail spectacularly; so my solution until I find out what sick deity is fucking up my life is to set reasonable goals (read: lazy but attainable).

One of the main reasons I messed up this semester aside from my inexplicable apathy and depression was that procrastinating is just too darn easy. One fires up the internet to do work, MAYBE look at some webcomics (they only update once a day or less GODDAMMIT) and in no time you're looking up lists of obscure sex positions graphic novel movies and perverse, perverse fanfiction.

My plans for this summer: 

1) WORK. I need to gain back some self-esteem that I'm not an abject failure at everything. Also I will use the money to pay back my parents, because they are funding my higher education and it's unfair to make them pay for my fuck-ups. 

2) Exercise. Get rid of the pathetic T-Rex arms and the unflattering muffin-top, replace them with some worthy muscle. This is not because I want to look good in a thong again (note: I have NEVER looked good in a thong, my ass is just not up to standard), but because I simply want to feel a bit better about myself.

3) Replace useless, worthless Internet surfing with somewhat less useless writing.

This will be in the form of blogging, fiction and maybe a bizarre combination of both. As stated above, I will stop giving myself praise-worthy goals and replace them with something that I can actually accomplish.

So instead of saying I will take the June NaNoWriMo challenge, I will force myself to write everyday. Maybe with a word minimum of 500, but I won't be too ambitious.

4) Reed buks, eencrease vokabulary.

5) Play my videogames.

I have a ridiculous amount of unopened fantastic games that I've ignoring the whole school year in favour of studying looking up horse porn taking cute pictures of my cat, awww.

Among them are Assasin's Creed and Bioshock, but I'm placing them low on my priority list, because shit son! I don't deserve a freaking reward after this :(

Ω) Floating priorities: a) use my left arm to scroll as much as possible, because I'm seriously getting Carpal Tunnel Syndrome on my right or something. I may have to amputate it.

b) work on vanity projects, like sculpting and drawing, most likely upload them to deviantART and screech for praise because I'm a shameless attention whore. Talent entirely optional.

In my endeavor to learn as much about med school and internship without actually picking up something useful I found this list and another blog that pretty much depressed me since the author is over 9000 times more qualified to go to med school than I am and she's still doubted her chances.

PS: I've been in a Jesus Christ Superstar funk lately, I 'm not sure why, it could be that the movie is actually not stupid for a change. When was it made anyway?

JEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSS!!