March 2012
Coerulescens: Ten rape prevention tips: →
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1. Don’t put drugs in women’s drinks.
2. When you see a woman walking by herself, leave her alone.
3. If you pull over to help a woman whose car has broken down, remember not to rape her.
4. If you are in an elevator and a woman gets in, don’t rape her.
5. When you encounter a woman who is asleep, the safest course of action is to not rape her.
6. Never creep into a woman’s home through an unlocked door or window, or spring out at her from between parked cars, or rape her.
7. Remember, people go to the laundry room to do their laundry. Do not attempt to molest someone who is alone in a laundry room.
8. Use the Buddy System! If it is inconvenient for you to stop yourself from raping women, ask a trusted friend to accompany you at all times.
9. Carry a rape whistle. If you find that you are about to rape someone, blow the whistle until someone comes to stop you.
10. Don’t forget: Honesty is the best policy. When asking a woman out on a date, don’t pretend that you are interested in her as a person; tell her straight up that you expect to be raping her later. If you don’t communicate your intentions, the woman may take it as a sign that you do not plan to rape her.
It’s very strange to think about all of my friends in high school who were very involved with music, and ended up not pursuing music in secondary education.
I think about how I knew nothing before coming to FSU, and now I know so much about music theory, can write down a simple melody just by hearing it a few times, and can tell whether a piece is baroque, romantic, expressionistic (generally), just from listening to the piece.
Not to mention the change my voice has gone through from taking lessons and participating in ensembles.
It’s a strange feeling. Seeing old friends’ facebook pages and videos of them singing while we were in high school, I can’t help but wonder if they would be as passionate about music as I am, now that I know so much more.
Okay, I’m weird, I know.
My cats are driving me up the wall.
Two weeks ago, one of them decided to chew through my macbook charger, which cost over $80 to replace. Tonight, I come home to find that my phone charge has also been chewed into two pieces by one of my motherfucking cats.
I’m poor, I can’t afford this shit.
Not to mention, I don’t want to invest any more money into my phone which has been having software issues. if I end of getting rid of my phone in two months, I won’t be happy about buying a new charger.
I am trying to fill out online applications for this summer in brevard county.
I am really hoping to work in an environment that isn’t food-related, but I may get desperate.
Anyone have any suggestions?
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“No, you can’t deny women their basic rights and pretend it’s about your “religious freedom.” If you don’t like birth control, don’t use it. Religious freedom doesn’t mean you can force others to live by your own beliefs.”
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President Barack Obama
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