Let me tell you something about today. Today was the hottest day of the year in New Jersey, I woke up sweating despite air conditioning because it was 95 degrees. Now, i did what any logical person would do and I put on my favorite pair of shorts so i wouldn’t be sweating throughout the day.
Even in my shorts i was sweating my balls off but I went through half of my day as normal, no boys stared at my ass or tried to grope me in public yet when i went to the the cafeteria a teacher told me to go to the office because he finds my shorts inappropriate. I head down to the office to find a group of girls wearing shorts and skirts sitting in a small room in the office, we where all ordered to call our parents or to change into the clothes they had offered us from the school store. These items of clothing included sweatpants and a large heavy sweatshirt. I obviously refused to where those because it was 95 degrees and when you are sweating the key to cool down is NOT to put on more clothes. They told me I would have to stay in that room the whole day if it came down to it.
I was able to leave the office when my friend gave me a pair of yoga pants. The man who made me go down to the office brought down several other girls as I was leaving, at this point they didn’t care how long the shorts where they just sent everyone who was wearing a pair down. They warned me that if I put my shorts back on they would right me up.
I put them back on anyway because just walking down the hallway in those yoga pants made me faint, dizzy,and extremely hot. Thats the main issue, it is hot enough for people to pass out in school but to the school system they would rather a girl suffer from a heat stroke then to have a boy become turned on. My shorts don’t say “COme fuck me in the middle of class” they say,”Its warm out”
The sexualizing of innocent students is not okay
Risking students health is not okay
and tHE LACK OF FEMINISM IN THE SCHOOL SYSTEM WILL NEVER BE OKAY
Today was literally horrible
I hate our school so much
AW YEAH, my first giveaway! Only because I reached 100 followers! Thank you guys you’re all awesome <3
SOOOO, LET’S GO TO THE FUN PART!
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~ Theres no need to follow me, BUT if you do, instead of 1 of each thing you’ll get 3 OF EACH O: ~i’m rad right~ (doesnt apply to the white board, sorry i dont see why you need 3 white boards xD)
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{ GIVEAWAY ENDS IN MY BIRTHDAY, MAY 28th 2013 }
men at large feel like they are being robbed of something when an attractive woman with a 90% chance of developing breast cancer gets a double mastectomy
what better illustration of the male sense of sexual entitlement do you need
So we’re just gonna walk around pretending it’s not weird that one of our hands is just worse at everything?
Good morning! Today is Tuesday, second day of the week! Good luck to you if you’ve got finals/exams today! Make yourself happy and don’t stress out! Make sure you stay hydrated and eat at least one good meal today!!! it’s the final stretch for a lot of you until school’s out for summer, so hang in there! I love you guys!!!!! have a great day!!!
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girls are attracted to assholes because in elementary school girls were told “if he’s mean to you that means he likes you”
the da vinci code has been cracked
Here are some awesome and empowering quotes from several very strong female celebrities.
And Kristen Stewart.
No, you know what? Fuck you.
Let me tell you about Kristen Stewart.
Let’s talk about how she’s the centerpiece of one of the most inexplicably popular misogynistic pieces of film shit and somehow gets blamed for it sucking, despite the fact that, hey, the books were actually worse. For those who were lucky enough to escape reading the actual books, her apparent lack of emotion is 100% accurate to Bella’s character, because Bella is in fact not a character but a blank white wall for fourteen-year-old girls to project themselves onto. Robert Pattinson is not the only one in the cast who hates Twilight, thank you.
Let’s talk about how she got crucified in the media for having an affair with a married man, when that man was her director. And let’s remember that she was called all manner of things for “ruining her relationship with RPattz” when she wasn’t even engaged to the dude, let alone married with kids. But oh no, she gets called a slut because she’s Kristen Stewart, she gets her career fucked because she’s Kristen Stewart, and the dude gets off scott free.
Let’s talk about how she is incredibly shy and anxious (rather, incidentally, like Chris Evans) but does film anyway, because she’s just that awesome.
Fuck your noise. She’s not the best actor in the world but she sure as hell doesn’t deserve that kind of shit.
thisisafakeemail submitted:
Back in October, I got pregnant.
I’m 16, and it was the worst thing that happened to me.
I used a condom, it broke. My boyfriend bought Plan B for me (because I was too young to buy it on my own at the time). Plan B failed as well.
For the first few weeks, I just knew. I knew I was pregnant, without even a test. I remember looking in the mirror one day, I thought I looked extremely beautiful - glowing, for lack of a better word. After a few seconds, I froze. I had watched enough movies to know that ‘glowing’ in many cases meant pregnancy. I ran to my room and hid until I actually had to go to school.
But after that I was in denial, extreme denial. I thought “no, this couldn’t possibly happen to me.”
After about five weeks, I decided to go to a pregnancy center in my town (not planned parenthood, this one was privately owned). I didn’t know it at the time, but they were an extremely religious organization who tried their hardest to stop abortions.
I went in there, took the test.
Of course, it came up positive.
I was terrified, I broke down sobbing. The woman I had been talking to made no move to try and comfort me. Instead she bombarded me with questions, asking if I was going to keep the baby. If I had any religion that would influence me to keep it. Things like that.
I couldn’t answer for a while, but I wanted to scream at her.
Eventually I said “I don’t see anything wrong with abortion.”
She fought back. But you could give it up for adoption! It’s actually not that hard to care for a child! Killing it would be wrong!
I had no energy to reply, to argue. All of my peace of mind was gone, destroyed.
I couldn’t tell her that I wanted to be a Dental Hygenist, that raising a kid when I was 16 would destroy that dream for me. I couldn’t tell her that having a child with how petite I was would severly damage my body. I couldn’t tell her that I wouldn’t be able to give the life that my child deserves because I am so young…because I have depression. I couldn’t say that to carry a child for nine months, and then give it up would destroy me on the inside.
I could only sit there and cry. I cried about how this happened to me. How I’d have to tell my mom. How I have to deal with the consequence of my action.
She asked me if anyone was pressuring me into getting an abortion.
She said my boyfriend was going to leave me no matter what my decision was.
I left.
I wiped my face with my sleeve and stormed out.
I never felt so sad, so defeated. Empty.
My mom asked me later that day what was wrong, and I told her. I had lost the ability to care what she thought.
She took me to Planned Parenthood to set up an abortion.
And I am so grateful for all of the love and support I got from the people who worked there. How they made me feel unashamed and like a person. I am ever grateful for the brave women in the waiting room who comforted me, who comforted each other, who complained about the idiotic pro-life protestors who were just outside trying to influence us to keep the children who couldn’t have a good life if we kept them.
And I’ll forever love the Doctor who gave me the abortion. The Doctor who I fear for the life of because of how hated doctors who preform abortions are by so many extremests. He was the kindest man, the absolute best.
And so when I hear stories about Planned Parenthood loosing funding, I’m afraid. Because I know they’ll be replaced by places like that pregnancy center I went to. I don’t want anyone to have to go through what I did there. Regardless of the abortion bit of Planned Parenthood, I’m afraid for those women who ARE pregnant and can’t aford the prenatal care they need.
And I know, that as soon as I’m old enough. I’ll not only write letters to my congressmen…but I’ll stand up to them. Go to every single event I can to protest the cutting of Planned Parenthood’s funding. Hell, I don’t care if I end up crying in front of every single one of those men who opose abortions. I do not want anyone to go through what I went through. No one deserves that.
Thank you for sharing your story and being so brave in the face of the CPC staff member. Thank you for not being afraid of doing what’s right for you.
