man people annoy me....

lol.....i doubt the yuppies even know what sweat shops are.

 

True, true.

It's all lame. We need our own freaking island (not to seem cult-like).

& yay to those that choose to remain non-'gansta'.

 

I know, we really do! It would be the most peaceful, and diverse place anyone's ever seen. And i agree, i love seeing people who aren't dressed all thug like, i always just wanna run and hug them and thank them for being normal.

 

I don't mind being called a hippie, but some people like to say, "You dirty hippie," and that's rude. But my eyebrow piercing gets the same kind of attention as your dreads. People are always like "DID THAT HURT!?!?" And this one old lady I used to work with would always put her hand over her eye in agony when I walked by. I'd just smile and go on, but it got on my nerves. BAD.

 

That would be cute! lol!
it just sucks that the people who have that "gangsta" appearance always have this, "i'm too good for you," attitude to go with it? Normal people are so much more fun.
I wish that we all did live on an island together....it's fun just thinking about how weird that place would be, lol!
*sitting in the sun all day, doin whatever you love to do, not worrying about anything at all, everyone dressing how they want to dress and just all kindsa fun stuff......*

 

I wish people had touched my bald head when I had shaved it! I wish more people touched me more often!!!! You guys are lucky!!!!!

Blessings
Francine

 

lol that reminds me....i've actually had people yell out "GET A FUCKING JOB" while driving by me. People are so fucking awesome, i'm embarssed to be one of them. lol.

I have a question.....is it wrong that i get mad when preppy/slutty people, or people like this girl i was talking about when i started this thread, are like 'omg i love your pants/skirt/top/whatever' in reference to things i've made? I guess what really makes me mad, is they never show appreciation to the fact that i actually made it, they usually just shrug and say "oh" usually when i find out someone has made their clothes im like OMG THAT'S SO HOT. and i hump their leg for being so cool.

 

hey, thank you for starting this thread!! i live in rome, and its crazy, u have these like groups of people who dress in certain ways and they're "parioli" or other groups "house" or "coatti". and they all have a certain style. if u dnt dress like them you getted judged so badly. and the worst thing is they all dress with the most expensive brand names. and the girls are so dam bitchy. ur in the street and ull see those cliques of "pariole" and theyll be looking u up and down, u can just feel them judging u!! my god it pisses me off.
i was gnna go dancing with sum friends, and on the metro we were in three, and this huge group of girls, dressed the pariola way of course, (complete strangers!) start pullin my hair and sayin mongoloid. and then they start tryin to grab our shirts to look at the label. and i cud hear them sayin lift the skirt, lift the skirt. and so myfriend oh looks a lot older says "wtf do u want?" in italian. and the girls back were like "well what do u want, bitch?!"
and everyone in the metro was jst watching!its obvisous we had done nothing to them and they were in a much larger number and obvisouly older.
so we change metro cart and the girls lift themselves on the bars and kicked my friend as she left.
then we changed cart and at the next stop got out the metro. luckily it was our stop cuz they had gotten out to follow us to that cart and started screaming and banging on the doors when they realised we were leaving.
it pissed me off so so much. i know its pretty hard to believe. now im so paranoid and i judge parioli more than they judge me now probably, but how can i help it??
jst cuz like i dnt have straight hair and bangs to the side. bitches..
i used to like rome so much(ive lived here pretty much all my life) but now i start to realise. like an italian communist friend went to a fascist school for a year( she had no choice) and a "friend" saw a poster of che guevara in her room. so a group of classmates gathered under her appartment waiting for her. when she got out of her appartment they made a circle around her and pushed her back and forth and kissed and hit her and stuff. god...it makes me so sick. anyways i thought that should be shared... its not stuff people often acknowldge.
phew......i feel vented:H
okay, srry this was so extremely long.

 

i cant stand people who live to be better than everyone else...but i try not to gt uset over them, let them live their own litle fucked up lives....by the way...i love the quote xxmary!

 

yeah it sounds like a world wide problem...like I'm so freakin mainstream - ridiculously so, yet at my snob school I got voted the 'most alternative' because I don't wear gucci or carry a wee leather handbag to breakfast. And yeah, it does annoy me a bit when people yell 'fucking hippie" at you out of the car.

although sometimes it can be funny -a bouncer at this bar we went to started calling me 'flower girl' for a while
and when you know the person is just being affectionate - like my mate who calls me a shrub shagger because he finds tree hugger passe - then it can be alright.

but yeah, the clones who strut around in their von dutch caps, black singlets, mini skirts and ugg boots then bash you for being a stereotype are just irritating.

 

you know what pissed ME of one upon a time?!?

so im wearing clogs, about two years ago....ive always worn clogs, ever since i was little, they are comfortable... my friend lucas used to ALWAYS say "what the fuck??! who wears ugly mocassions like yours?!?!".... and NOW that clogs are the fashion and stuff, he says to other girls, "wow i LOVE your clogs!!!"

grrrrrrrrr......... that made me SO angry!!

 

I had dreads long ago. Once my roommate at the time, who also had them, and I went to a drum circle. We had scarves on, but our dreads were so long that they hung down our backs. This woman came up to us and complimented our dreads and said to my roommate, "Why is your scarf white? Does it mean something?"

My roommate chuckled and said, "Yeah, it means I'm a virgin." We both laughed while the lady tried to figure out what had just happened.

Sometimes having dreads is an advantage, though. One time I was on this little island in British Columbia, Salt Spring Island. A reggae band was going to play at this little bar and I really wanted to go dancing, but I had no money. So, I'm standing outside and this guy comes out. Just because I have dreads and I'm near the door he assumes I'm in the band and he says to me, "You guys were supposed to go on twenty minutes ago! What's the problem?"

Realizing what he was thinking, I seized the opportunity and said, "Just a minute! We're almost ready." He went back inside.

Well, I didn't know that the dreads standing a few feet away were the reggae band. They thought it was funny. They let me in three nights in a row, eventually gave me a ride back to the states, and I still keep in touch with one of them 12 years later!

 

That used to drive me insane! Don't touch the pregnant belly of a stranger! Duh! I was fierce when I was pregnant, too. Even less tactful and more blunt than usual.

 

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

 

But if we all moved to an island, the rest of the world would turn into Texas, and I don't mean Austin. I mean rednecks, as far as the eye can see, chopping things down and shooting things and drilling everywhere.

It's a lovely fantasy, but the world needs us.

You can live out your fantasy once in a while by going to a rainbow gathering.

 

Wow, that really sucks! I am so sorry to hear that. It sounds like hell.

 

yeah no kidding, shit and i thought it was bad getting harassed the way i do. Pffft!