Wednesday, December 16, 2009

About the Ranting Contest

The Ranting Contest (see here for more info) didn't receive enough partecipants (surprise surprise!), thus I am prolonging the deadline to when an acceptable number of partecipants are received. Thank you.

I cannot afford a more decent post today because I have technical drawing homework. =(

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Happy Birthday to Me!!!

Today is my birthday! Now I'm fourteen years old! *slap back approvingly for maturity and experience achieved at this great age*

Today I'm doing the sweet all things-I -have-done post which I should be reserving for New Year's eve. Here:

3 Fun Moments of When I was 13

1. When I was graffiti-ing with my friends on Saturday night (well, evening, actually) and we were afraid we'd get caught. It was all crowded and we were searching for a solitary place. We found it. So I took the spray and started drawing my first graffiti (which, by the way, looked horrible). Then suddenly my friend looked up, and cried: "You idiot! We're in front of the police station!" And so we were running and laughing and running and laughing and shouting and laughing some more. My friend had gotten all afraid and was planning all our future as jeuvenile delinquents. And then we laughed more. We graffitied somewhere else afterwards, but the place was so isolated we haven’t managed to find it again.. And we didn’t get caught. =)

2. When I got 8 out of 10 on the geography test even though I hadn’t studied a thing. I hadn’t even opened the book. And I got them all right! Eight is the maximum. I am a genius.

3. The trip to Sicily! Oh, those four days I laughed enough to last me my whole life, I think. But I guess not. I must have slept like six hours at the most, all nights put together. We spent the night being idiots. And the days too. There was an incredibly strong wind and we could hardly manage to stand, then the music and the jumping on beds and buying friendship bracelets and having a nutella party and listening to music and singing and jumping and driving the supervisor crazy…and all the cute guys!

And this year I’ve also had my exams-the oral ones were actually kind of fun…I mean, I had studied for days for that test, it was good to just talk and talk and know you’re saying it right!

And I’ve started this blog! That’s something, considering that about one year ago I didn’t even know what a blog is…I’ve discovered a great deal of things in these 364 days, if I think about it.

Yes, all in all it’s been a good year. Except for some ugly moments, it’s been good.

What I want from this year

1. Think less, do more

2. Have fun!

3. Have fun!

4. Have fun!

5. Do something useful if possible…otherwise-have fun!

Shouldn’t be too hard to reach my goals.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Quote of the week: Wives

"Women will never be as successful as men because they have no wives to advise them."

-- Dick Van Dyke
This is unfortunately might be true. Although it should be refrased as "Women will never (if actual level of work division is to be kept) be succesfull as easily as men..."

Because wives, stereotypically, are meant to clean, cook, take care of the kids, possibly have a decent job and be pretty while doing it all.

Husbands, on the other hand, are meant to work and fix stuff. And take the kids on fun activities.

Which makes it exceedingly hard for women who actually want to build a great career and  have a family, because the two are opposites.
When discussing about the future with my friends, many girls say: "I'm not marrying. I want to work." or "No, I won't marry! I want to be free!"
Every girl seems to think that marriage=boring old moral and good life. Some want it, others not. But noone ever said they wanted to have fun, work and marrry.
I haven't heard anyone saying that they do not want to work to build a family, because the housewife is considered the worst possible thing to be. But the girls who plan to have families do want less prestigious jobs.

I've never heard a boy talking about how to marry and have a career and be good at both. It's just not a problem for men. The wife will sacrifice her work for the kids, she's the one who will keep the house fixed and welcome the husband home at the end of the day.
And, IMO, it sucks.

And this creepy video which totally illustrates it all: