Blog 36, Febraury 2 2009

I didnt want to respond to the comment on my next blog in the comment box so I decided to do it in the form of a blog.
WhyCan'tAnyoneSeeWhat'sInsideAllThatIsHidingBeneathTheSurfaceOfJILL said that her mom is racist and she was agreeing with me on all of the stuff stuff that I said. THANKS :D
My response to the other stuff she said:
1. I do not think that my stepdad is aware of his sexism, I think he is just old-timed and unfortunately says everything on his mind. Whether they are true or not, they are rude and offensive and he should learn when to keep his mouth shut.
2. I dont think that its always the case that they are fun to hang out with though, I just havent known any racist people to be so terrible I just cant stand them, except for my stepdad who I have gone from not liking to absolutely HATING. Like now it is genuine hatred.
3. That is fucking HYSTERICAL! Your mom watched competitive bowling, classic.

OK, so there was a three-way tie on what I should talk about in this blog between my favorite people in the world, what I did after the teacher incident, and my stepdads darwinistic beliefs.
I think that I should talk about something fun, so I am going for:

Topic 1: My Favorite People in the World
I have quite a few favorite people in the world because having one favorite singles the others out as not your favorite.
My favorite people in the world are all, as a start, NOT HOMOPHOBIC. They are respectful towards everybody, under certain curcumstances, and they know their boundaries and mine.
I dont condemn people for talking about other people behind their back because honestly, everybody ends up doing it.
Also, I like someone who will be honest with me, and then let me be honest with them, it goes both ways:)
Also, I am SOOO forgiving. I cant hold a grudge against somebody and if they do something mean or terrible to me, I just keep pushing it to the side and forgetting about it. Thats what makes me vulnerable.
So, yeah.

Hellen Keller slapped my stepdad across the face last night and he woke up this morning with a red hand=print on his face. And he was crying. I took a picture of him crying with the mark on his face and sent it into funnyjunk.com. I became an instant celebrity and he was humiliated for the rest of his life. That is how my day has been so far.