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Tuesday, 14 October 2008

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    Lyfe 268-192
    By Lyfe Jennings
    S.E.X.
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    The Grey Area of Abortion

    DAY FIVE

    So recently Ive been swamped with school, work, friends, family, and most of all drama. Oh geesh....But Ill get to that later because I have a huge story.

    So last night I was sitting at dinner with my parents and I recieved a call from my friend S. I love S, he's a great friend and person. So I answered thinking nothing was wrong. He said he had big news for me, so I became excited and then he said that it wasnt good. So I walked up to my room for some privacy. He then proceeded to tell me that he had got a girl pregnant. WHAT?!?

    That was my initial reaction. I decided that being angry wasnt being supportive so I got over my own hang ups and listened to what he had to say. He told me his story. He has been dating this stripper named L. She actually already has a kid. But they have been dating/kinda since summer before he left for college. I have never met her so I cannot pass any judgement on her. But S is 18 and she is like 20. So it makes me wonder about her a little bit.

    So, I guess, when he had come home and visited it must have happened. S is going to college, trying to learn, trying to make a living, trying to grow up. The last thing he needs is to be tied down to a stripper or to have a kid to have to take care of. You know? Like NO ONE needs that at 18 years old.

    I do not believe in abortion. I am very pro-life, or else I though I was. I believe in saving sex for marriage as well. Because I believe in saving sex then there should be no use for abortions if youre in a happy, trusting, and safe relationship-which is what marriage is. So to me if you put yourself in a position where you might have a child with someone you do not trust you should suffer the consequences.

    But then rape comes into play. Should someone who's raped be made to keep the child? If I am pro-life I should say yes, but why would a rape victim have to face that horrible night everytime she looks her child in the face? She shouldn't and therefore, someone who's raped should not be made to keep the child.

    Then S happened. I have always warned my friends about getting pregnant/getting other people pregnant because it is a very easy thing to do. All my friends have sex, which is fine. I just expect them to be smart about it if they feel they are mature enough to make that decision. S cannot have a child. But, if I am pro-life then I should want him to. AH!

    This ladies and gentlemen is the grey area of abortion. Because some people really cannot have children, like S, but then some abuse abortions. And they will have multiple abortions in their life. Thats why I do not believe in abortion. Some people look at it as a free ticket out of the responsibility of a child. You did it, you pay the consequences. S would not be able to take care of the child and it would hold him back, this is his fault though.

    So overall, I guess I dont really know where I stand now on the abortion issue. Maybe I am in the pro-life/depends on the situation party. Basically I dont think just anyone should be able to get an abortion, because people view this as an out if they get pregnant, in other words theres no consequences. Without consequences, people will continue to have unprotected sex before marriage which will contribute to the spread of STDs.

    I believe with consequences, like no abortions or birth control (excluding condoms because they help stop the spread of some STDs) people will start thinking about the real fact that they will get pregnant. Maybe when people realize this the number of people that save sex for marriage will increase and the spread of STDs will go down as well as the number of people who are infected.

    It's definately something to think about. Why do we need to rely on birth control and abortions to keep us from getting pregnant so that we can have as much sex as we want? Why cant everyone just have some control and rely on abstinence-the only 100% effective method aganist pregnancy and STDs-to keep them from making mistakes with people that they wouldnt want to be tied down with for the rest of their lives?

    I guess I dont know the answer because I have waited and its great. I feel like I have something to offer that none of my other friends have-I am a virgin. It's kind of powerful. How many people think the way I do? Um, not many. And maybe its because there are no consequences for their actions...and maybe their should be.

Tuesday, 30 September 2008

  • Ditched Again

    DAY FOUR

    So last night after I finished posting my friend K came over. We walked up to the Starbucks by my house for some exercise. On the way back, as we were waiting to cross the street, we heard a honk from the side of the road. I looked to see my friends Ma and Mo sitting inside of Ma's huge red SUV. It was a surprise that he even acknowledged my presence.

    A week from last Sunday I was supposed to go out on a date with Ma. Well he has a bad reputation of ditching me the day we are supposed to go out. So I told him if he did this that I would not speak to him anymore because it was now just annoying. It was because I would not know if we really were going to hang out or not, so making plans was a pain. He promised me that our Sunday date would work out.

    Sunday rolled around and I texted him to ask if we were still going out and he said yes and told me to plan for 7:30pm. So, I got ready. I wore my little black short dress, black chunky heels, straightened my hair, and did my makeup. Basically I tried really hard to look super good to go on this date that I was super excited for. The next thing I knew it was 8:30pm and I had not heard from Ma yet. I was pissed off. So I called him, he did not answer, so I left him a very nice message letting him know excatly how I felt. Maybe that was not the perfect thing to do, but a girl's gotta stand up for herself. So I did.

    Back to him honking at me - I was surprised that he even said anything to me seeing as though we had not talked since the "polite" message I left him. So he texted me after I saw him and we got to talking about what had happened. He said it was business, as to why he could not hang out, and I asked if I was supposed to be okay with him ditching me, being rude, and not respecting my time, or me. He had no answer. So basically, I decided that he's only in it for sex, and that he does not care about me or my feelings. The reason he did not meet me - he knows that I do not have sex, in fact, I've made that quite clear.

    But the question arises, why would you ask someone to hang out when you know that it will not work out? Or when you do not want to hang out with them? I do not have an answer to this question, though I wish I did. I'm not sure if in the end he feels sweet because he feels in high demand, or what? But it is very confusing. Or maybe he's nervous and does not know what to do. HAHA! That's funny!

    I just wish that I could start attracting men who treated me correctly. It seems like lately all of the guys that i attract or start to like are A) only in it for sex, or B) do not really care about me as a person and move on to someone else...sometimes even my friends. That's one of the main reasons that I am done with guys right now, because I am tired of rejection. I lost the best guy friend that I ever had over the summer. His name was J. He was the sweetest guy ever, we would go out together on Valentine's day because we would not have significant others to share the day with like all of our friends did. I went to him crying, laughing, sad, mad, anything - he could make me feel better. Not to mention that he listened to everything that I said. I do not have one close guy friend anymore. I don't know if it's because I am afraid to trust anyone else, or if it's that no one else meets the cut. I feel like it's more that I am afraid to trust anyone new. I know when I get to college I will meet far more people and get over this fear.

    The principle of reciprocity: To do onto others as you would wish them do onto you. All of my exes need to learn this rule.

Monday, 29 September 2008

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    No Air
    By Jordin Sparks
    One Step at a Time
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    Babies 'R Us

    DAY THREE

    Today I went to lunch with my friend L. We somehow got on the subject of sex and relationships. I told her how what I thought and she agreed for the most part. She's not a virgin, and that's okay with me. I do not care what others choose to do, on the other hand, my friends better be careful before they make a huge decision like the one to have sex. L joked and said she wanted to have a baby. I became super uncomfortable. Even though she was joking, the fact that she said that made me want to puke.

    Then a very ironic thing happened. A man with a daughter and son sat in the booth behind us that I was facing. We were eating at Burger King and we were sitting by the room that had the kid's play area in it. I noticed that the man was staring at me. I got really uncomfortable because I did not know why he was staring at me. I figured he had to be about 40 or so because his kids were about 5-7 years old. He did not sit down for what seemed like 2 minutes, but kept looking over my way. He finally did sit down and I pointed at a kid in the play area. The kid was making funny faces in the tube and it cracked me and L up. The scary man then turned around, looked at me, and said, "Is he yours?" I think I died right there. I became so uncomfortable it was indescribable. I looked at him, infuriated, and said, "No, I am seventeen years old." He said he was sorry and turned around. I could not believe the audacity of that man. Do I really look like someone who's had a kid, or is old enough to have a kid for that matter? Um...NO!

    I thought about this the rest of the afternoon and while I was at work. I could not figure out if the man honestly believed that I was old enough to be married with kids or if he thought that I was a young teenager with a kid that was okay to hit on? Or maybe he was just trying to start a conversation with me because he thought I was old enough to be talking to him. I am not really sure, but whatever the reason was, I was scared.

    But if the man thought that that was my kid and he knew my age, what has come of society? Is it now considered normal to have a kid while in high school? Not that this is a bad thing, due to the fact that I have known people that have gone through this, but I would not wish this upon anyone. It's very hard, with criticisms, school, parents, money, and relationships. Basically your whole life gets a lot harder. I certainly do not know first hand what it is like, but I can only imagine how hard it is. I wonder if they know the consequences of their actions? I wonder if they think about what rumors will be spread about them, etc?

    It just worries me about young teenage girls today and the media. When you turn on the television all you see is SEX. I'm so sick of it, that I watch an average of about 1 hour of television a week. I hate music videos because they're slutty and trashy. They make money, sex, and drugs seem the most important things in the world, when they're not. They make it seem that girls like me are too fat and not hot and not important because we do not get attention from all the guys. Well, if the guys are giving me attention because all they want is sex, then I do not want to be talking to them. I am not tagged with the word slut, and I'm not because the guys do not look at me. So therefore, I am content with the matter. But some girls crave the attention of everyone, and force themselves to lose weight, or dress a certain way, or do certain things. They think that by doing these things they will look cool and desirable but really they are hurting themselves by not committing to the real them. It is a sad thought that the media is now controlling our feelings and actions. It's also sad that people are thinking less of themselves because of it. Hopefully, people will someday understand that it's not about looks, but what's underneath; anyone who will not take the time to get to know you for those reasons is not worth your time. 

    Samudaya: There is a cause for suffering. (It is the desire to have and control things. It can take many forms: craving of sensual pleasures; the desire for fame; the desire to avoid unpleasant sensations, like fear, anger or jealousy.)

Sunday, 28 September 2008

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    Good Girl Gone Bad: Reloaded
    By Rihanna
    Disturbia
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    The Ex Factor

    DAY TWO

    So last night my friend K stayed with me. We went to Milanos for a late dinner and caught up with our lives. I've been friends with K since first grade. She's a great girl and we have a lot in common. After dinner we went to WalMart, the evil empire. Haha! In Global History class we watched a movie about WalMart. We learned how they get their low prices and what happens if a company wont give them the prices they want. Basically if they don't WalMart will put them out of business, like Rubber Made. But thats another story. We purchased a scary movie called Asylum. It was very scary. We went to bed around 2:30am.

    I woke up at 3:30am and was laying there when my phone started ringing. It was my ex-boyfriend K. Recently we have not been talking. I refuse to give him another chance because of my earlier post with my realization and the fact that I do not trust him one bit. K was walking home from somewhere and we talked while he walked home. Overall I ended up staying up till 5:30am to talk to him. Most of what he said I do not remember because I was in fact very sleepy and it was 5:30 in the morning. He wanted to see me today, and I promised that I would work something out to see him.

    K, my friend, and I woke up this morning around 12:30pm. K went off to buy her homecoming dress with her mom. And I got ready and went up to Starbucks to try to get some homework done. K, my ex, met me up there around 3:30pm. He showed up and I knew it was not going to be a good visit. He basically talked about things that had nothing to do with anything and I listened while thinking about how I do not understand him one bit. I got angry with him because he was on the phone with this girl S. He wanted her to come pick him up. I went off on him, like does he honestly think he's even going to be able to hang out with me if he doesn't give me the time of day. It was his idea. (Putting my anger in my little black box.) But anyways, it was not pleasant.

    On a positive note, I stood up for myself. I did not take his shit and I let him know when I disagreed with something he said. I did not let him touch me or talk about his ex-girlfriend D, who I hate. But again...thats another story. I was a new, stronger, smarter, and more individual person. I think it really surprised him...I had finally figured out his game. He wants attention and he wants me to be okay with everything he's done and how he's treated me...but I can not be okay with it, and giving him attention makes me sick. I wish he was still the guy i knew a year ago. Times were good then...we were good then.

    Everything happens for a reason though. Once again, if he had not of hurt me I would not know the secrets that I know now about guys and I would not have learned about myself and my feelings to this extent. So in a weird way...I need to thank him. I need to thank him for making me a stronger, smarter, more individual, and better person. And in a weird way, if I had not agreed to meet him today he would not have gotten the cold shoulder from me. If he hadn't he may still think right now that there's a chance with us when there's not. I did tell him though that I will be the best friend ever when I trust him again...but that that is all I can offer him. Period. That is all I can offer him.

    For me to say that to a guy, when I used to pride myself on having lots of guys wanting me, etc, is HUGE! Especially with K, because I was totally in love with him and I have been right up until a month ago. I had my great realization and with some tips from my counselor, M, I made it through another break up with him for the same reasons as before...I would not give him sex. To me, being able to not give in to giving someone sex and it resulting in a break up is a pretty strong minded individual. So, I'm proud of myself and my decisions. I would do it all over again if I had to.

    Overall, once again I have suffered to become who I am today. And today I am strong and I am an individual. Dukkha: Suffering Exists: (Suffering is real and almost universal. Suffering has many causes: loss, sickness, pain, failure, the impermanence of pleasure.)

Saturday, 27 September 2008

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    Paper Trail
    By T.I.
    Whatever You Like
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    Day One

    ABOUT ME

    Today I woke up and went to work. I work as the Marketing Intern at a store in my city called Centerville Coin & Jewelry Connection. I absolutely love it. It is the best job for me. I have the best boss, the best coworkers, and am getting the best experience in the business/marketing field.

    I am a senior at Centerville High School. Through my years at high school, and my whole life, I have learned many things and encountered many different experiences. Through all of this I have been compelled to write about my experiences and beliefs. I choose to do this because I feel like all of humanity is going down hill through loss of morals, loss of the understanding of right and wrong, and loss of knowing or understanding the purpose of their lives.

    I admit that I am not perfect, and I never will be. I hope to better myself through posting my beliefs and experiences. My life has been a rollercoaster of emotions. I have battled with low self-esteem and depression since middle school. I know others have had it way worse, but experiencing those illnesses has given me a different perception on life. I go to a wonderful counselor who I can tell anything and everything to, and she listens to me. I have also worked on changing my thought processes and controlling my emotions before they became out of control. Through all of that I overcame, for the most part, my depression. I am proud to say that I am happy with who I am and what I stand for.

    BUDDHISM

    I recently started studying Buddhism. I learned about it in my Global History class at school and decided to look into it more. So, I went home and looked it up. For the past couple days I have been reading materials on the religion, and I have decided to start studying it on a regular basis.

    I do not believe in God. I have tried to believe in God, it just does not make sense to me. No offense to people who do, but I have trouble believing in something that I cannot see.

    One of the many principles of Buddhism is enlightenment. You reach an enlightened state when you can release your attachments to desire and self. And until that happens that entity with be reincarnated until an enlightened state is achieved. Then that entity can reach Nirvana, a state of liberation and freedom from suffering.

    I have always believed that our lives are already planned out for us, like a R.L. Stein Choose Your Scare Book, all we have to do is chose what path to take when we reach the fork in the road. I also have always believed in reincarnation due to the fact that I experience what they call "Deja-Vu" very frequently. When this happens I always think..."Why was I supposed to remember this moment," or "Why is this moment significant," etc.

    DAY ONE

    As I was saying before, I woke up and went in to work around 10am. While at work I was talking with my friend A about what I did last night with my other friend G. We went to this kids house and hung out with a bunch of people I did not know. I made friends with some people. But my friend likes to flirt a bunch, and she's beautiful, so she can get away with it. I on the other hand prefer to be like one of the guys. There's many reasons behind that. I used to be like her, but I got sick of feeling used and abused, and really, I'd much rather go out with my friends than worry about a boyfriend or something. That right there is probably the most beneficial realization I've made in my whole life. Since I realized that my worth was not dependant on whether a guy thought I was hot or liked me or something, my world completely changed. I feel like a new person. I wish I would have made this decision when I was a freshman, it would have saved a lot of hurt. But then again, without that hurt and suffering, I might never have come to this conclusion.

    Anyways, when my friend used to act like this I used to feel like it was a competition to see who could get the most attention or numbers, etc. I never would win. When I would not win I would feel ugly, fat, stupid, and basically terrible. My self-confidence dropped to nothing and I wanted to die right there. There were times where I thought about who would care if I died, and I had dreams about who would be at my funeral. Those are scary thoughts! I probably did not win because the guys we were flirting with did not care about our personalities or our feelings, but cared about getting action. I am a virgin, by choice. That is why the guys never would talk to me - they knew. I am choosing to save sex for marriage. When I was a little girl, I made many promises to myself. Of those promises I can only keep one, and thats saving sex for marriage. All of my friends have had sex, and they tell me how much they admire me for my decision. All of them also say they wish they would have waited. And when they tell me that my self-confidence goes through the roof, I suddenly feel admired and somewhat beautiful and pure because of the decision I've made.

    Basically, I have overcome a huge issuse that I used to have. Its a great feeling.

    The first training or practice of Buddhism: Sila: Virtue, Good Conduct, Morality.

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