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Thursday, 24 May 2007
The amazing ethnocentric mind of the human-being!
Mood:  on fire
Now Playing: Mindless Self Indulgence- Frankenstein Girls may Seem Straingly Sexy
Topic: The stupidity of humans

TAH-DAH! A rant from me- Sammy!

I dyed my hair today. I just added a hot pink chunk on the front and re-did my coontails in hot pink. Well, apparently, that's a terribly disgusting thing to do now. I work at Quizno's. They pay me BARELY enough to pay for gas and just enough to put $100 in my bank account probably once a month.

I am required to wear a hat at work with the little Quizno's logo on it. That's fine to me. I have to put retainers in my nose piercing and monroe and flip my septum-ring up inside my nose. I'm fine with that as well- even though most people I know have piercings and I know that they are NOT dirty or in the least bit unclean. I have to wear an apron... abnormally femmy for me, but who cares. I'm making food, an apron just fits... and keeps me from getting that damned glove powder all over my shirt and pants. I have to wear a belt, have my shirt tucked in, and wear long black, grey, or brown pants... All of my actual pants are those colors, I have a friggin belt collection, and the shirt is way huge and makes me look pregnant or something if I don't tuck it in... so I'm fine with the whole dress code bit.

Also- I am required to be clean, which I am anyway. I have a compulsion to shave my legs and underarms EVERY day. I scrub my face with an EMORY BLOCK to try and peel away the dead skin and oil. I wash my hair until its a fuckin sheet of black silk... and I wash my downstairs, just beccause it's gross if you don't.

But, according to my parents, pink/black hair is "unclean" and "inappropriot". If anything, it requires MORE care than naturally colored hair and looks cleaner, often smells nice, and just comes in a variety of creative and pretty colors to boot...

So here is what I have to say about my hair:

Naturally, my hair is about the same color as a lump of dog-shit, and about as greasy. It was NEVER shiney,ALWAYS greasy, and ALWAYS messy. I LOATHE my natural hair. It is a pain in the ass to care for and looks like shit nearly all of the time.

Now- My dyed hair can be any color I want, Its not greasy, it does whatever I want it to, and it smells nice and doesn't go greasy...

As for the whole "looking normal" bit- Have you ever noticed that the people who seem to be the most "normal" have the most to hide?

Take the "popular" girls in high-school. Tey're all little cute, skinny blonde girls who are "friends" with everyone and always happy and look the best... Little do their parents know that they go out every weekend and get drunk and high. God forbid that a girl with blue hair and piercings is actually the cleanest person in the school!

"Normal" culture and alternative culture seem to constantly be at war beccause the Normal people belive that everyone with dyed hair who listens to punk-rock is a school-skipping, drunken, drug-addicted delinquent, when, in fact, it is exsactly the opposite!

The only people I see doing that shit are the people who "look" the most normal!

The assumption that thier culture is supirior to alternative culture is something that these "Normal" people do very often. It is called Ethnocentrism- it is considered by many sociologists to be a form of racism!

Last I checked, wasn't racial descrimination illegal in this country?

If these individuals were NOT ethnocentric, I would be able to wear my piercings to work, I would be able to dye my hair without concern, I would be able to wear my pentacle on the outside of my work uniform!

I can see how it would be unacceptable if I were dirty or if I didn't follow rules at work, but beccause I dyed my hair? COME ON! THAT'S ELEMENTRY SCHOOL SHIT! "Oh, I don't like your hair, so I'll fire you/not give you a job/dock your pay."

The world honestly needs to grow up and develop a set of balls. Even I have my own balls (honestly, I do! They're hanging on the clasp of my purse!). I put up with peoples' bullshit all the time.

So there- You're all racists, belive it or not. You all may as well be little nazi shitheads!I'm going to find something to stuff my little pierced mouth with!

...As for those who disagree with me and claim that my culture is not a part of American culture- look at the world today! iPod commercials show some punk geeks dancing around with this shitty little pusic player plugged into their ears. Models have their navels and noses pierced. Rock music is flooding the mainstream radio. If anything, you are stealing from alternative culture to make your own more interresting! Your lives are boring and meaningless, so you have to fish around and find something reletively ok in our culture to use to entertain yourselves! You officially suck.

Good day to you, sir!

 


Posted by samanthageary at 2:15 PM CDT
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Thursday, 29 March 2007
I'm all wet, can I come in?
Mood:  lucky
I don't think it's normal to be walking around all day with a soaking wet spot in your underwear from being so fucking horney all the time... I must not be normal.

Posted by samanthageary at 11:57 AM CDT
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Wednesday, 28 March 2007
Dreaming of my future
Mood:  hug me
Now Playing: Skinny Puppy: Back and Forth Vol. One
Last night was compleate and total bliss for me. (with the exception of my headache)
I began day-dreaming just shortly before I fell asleep, so both just kindof combined together. I had a dream that I was pregnant with Greg's baby. He was taking care of me. He told me how he loved me so much, and that I was so beautiful. I really didn't want to wake up. Everything felt so real. It was amazing.
I've only felt this kind of contentment once before, and I just hope that I'll never have to loose it again. 
I'm sure once Greg settles down, he'll be a wonderful father. If he's driving up here all the way from Missourri, just to see me for a few days, I'm sure he must love me. Every little bit he'll send me a message saying somehing allong those lines, and I'll wonder to myself "Mabye Greg was the one all along. After all- He's the only one who I've stayed in contact with this long, and who has forgiven me for pretty much anything. I know he would never hurt me.
I hope this is truly what he wants.
I want a family, I want someone who will never abandon me or grow sick of me. I want someone who I can talkto who will listen to me and understand me. Only one person has ever been that way with me before, and I miss it so much.
I want to be held and have someone who will care for me, just like my dream. I want it to be real.

Posted by samanthageary at 12:30 PM CDT
Updated: Thursday, 24 May 2007 2:19 PM CDT
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Monday, 26 March 2007
Ah... Love... (:)
Mood:  amorous
Now Playing: Tool: Aenima
Topic: Love
So- Greg is comming to see me in May. We will be going to see Tool together. I love it! Mom seems ok with him, and I think I may finally be able to be happy.

Posted by samanthageary at 2:37 PM CDT
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Wednesday, 21 March 2007
Ostra
Mood:  amorous
Now Playing: Maddonna: Ray of Light
So... first public blog postin... basically, forever. Today is Ostra *yay*.I'll probably be doing my ritual tonight. I'm wondering if my Mom would want to watch so she doesn't think I'm dancing around and screaming like a savage. Tool is gonna be playing in Council Bluffs! Mom and I are going into town first thing saturday to get tickets- cuz we're just that cool!

Posted by samanthageary at 2:52 PM CDT
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