I Fight Like A Girl .."I fight like a girl who refuses to be a victim, I fight like a girl who's tired of being IGNORED and HUMORED and BEATEN and RAPED. I fight like a girl who's sick of not being taken seriously. I fight like a girl who's been pushed too far. I fight like a girl who offers and demands respect. I fight like a girl who has a lifetime of ANGER and STRENGTH and PRIDE pent up in her girly body. I fight like a girl who doesn't believe in FEAR and SUBMISSION. I fight like a girl who knows that THIS BODY and THIS MIND are mine. I fight like a girl who knows that YOU ONLY HAVE AS MUCH POWER AS I GRANT YOU. I fight like a girl who will never allow you to take more than I offer. I fight like a girl who fights back. So next time you think you can distract yourself from your insecurities by victimizing a girl, THINK AGAIN! She may be ME and I FIGHT LIKE A GIRL!"
* Alright guys, this means a lot to me. Some of you know why, some don't, either way, never be ashamed of fighting like a girl again .. *
Loong Weekend/Family Life Improving?Well guys, I've been slacking on the updates again .. Sorry! I still love you guys, I promise, it's just that lately, everything has been so depressing. I went to my specialist appointment on the fourth. He checked into my legs, apparantly all my lumps and bumps are still there, they just went from a couple big ones to a bunch of little ones. Not a good thing. I have to go back again and get him to recheck, and he wants to do a biopsy. He can't do a regular needle biopsy either. I get to be sedated and he gets to cut my leg open or something. I'll admit I didn't listen to well to what he was saying because I was so unimpressed. Also, I've found these new drugs I'm on make my RLS a lot worse. It's not cool. It's been a rough few weeks in the health department.
As for my weekend home, it was .. fun. I think this weekend was officially "Let's gang up on Kaitlyn" weekend. There was a lot of drama, but it's over now, and I don't wanna talk about it. My family was slightly better though. They were more supportive, and they didn't freak over my sexality. I liked that. I guess my mother took my threat of losing her daughter seriously, whod'a thunk it?
Other than that, life is boring. Midterms are this week/next week, and it's gonna be fun. I wrote Women's Studies today, it didn't go well. If I didn't pass it I don't pass the course. I tried like hell though, so it's not my fault. I suppose I'll stop boring you guys now. Hope your weekends were better than mine!
