I've moved stuff around in my Journal so I can vent here. I find Venting more personal than Ranting, so stuff here is stuff I usualy carry very close to my heart and never talk about... I choose not to talk about it for several reasons. One of them is that I don't want to burden others with my -petty- problems, many of my friends have their own things to worry about, they don't need mine on their minds. Another reason,(oh god I'm already venting >_< wink is that I was always told to never show my emotions.
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anyways...
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NOVEMBER 23 2007
This just came to me one time; different degrees of rape. A friend and I established at least 7 different degrees (7 being the highest) since rape comes in all kinds of forms. I've done a bit of editing too after thinking about it. Just to be clear, there are two kinds of rape with varying degrees: Good rape (/consensual) and Bad rape.
I’m listing the good rape... only to be practised between couples and people who aren’t dating but make out anyway -lol-
Degrees of Rape
1st- Glomp. A quick and unexpected hug, especially from behind X3 (butt glomping!)
2nd- Groping. :0
3rd- Pinned Kissing. Pinning somebody to a wall and kissing them forcefully... some people find something very wrong with that. Others call it hott wink
4th- Hands in teh Pants. Hands can also go other places, if they wander enough :0
5th- De-Clothing. It’s a step up from just getting into someones clothes razz
6th- Binding. Graduating from just holding somebody down, you actually tie them up XP
7th- True Degree Rape. Any of the previous degrees (usually starting from 4th down) can escalate into intercourse. When that happens, you get the 7th degree of rape. When the foreplay is rape, you can bet the sex is gonna be just as rape...-ish XD
There are rules and exceptions to the Degrees of rape, believe it or not. So I’ll list sample questions and their answers below, just in case you have similar questions.
Q1: What if the rape is, say, sorta glomping... but also sorta groping, what degree would that be?
A1: In such a case, it would be considered groping, Always round your degrees up. Especially if the rape escalates from 2nd to 5th degree, it would be strictly 5th degree.
Q2: Kissing, groping, is that the only kind of rape there is?
A2: Oh no. There are substitutes (or ‘exceptions’ if you want to call them that) for several degrees:
3rd degree can also include Licking or Biting, and you can pin a person to just about anything, it doesn’t have to be a wall.
4th degree states ‘pants’ but shirts work too.
Q3: What the hell is consensual rape?! Rape isn’t wanted in any form!
A3: Anyone who asks something like that has no sense of fun... Rape is horrible, unless its consensual rape. Which isn’t rape... but its usually forced, or used to surprise. Consensual Rape is just a nice way of saying Sadistic Angry Sex. XD
Q4: What do you mean by “Graduating”?
A4: Some degrees are just steps up from other degrees, similar, but further. The graduating degrees are:
4th-5th
and
3rd-6th
Q5: You have nothing better to do than THIS?!
A5: Like you never wanted to...
I have an over active teen-imagination, if it doesn’t come out slowly, I might splode unexpectedly... and probably at the worst possible time. I’m saving people by doing this, I really am.
NOVEMBER 20 2007
I don't want to give the impression that all my ventings are going to be all sad and depressing... Alot of my venting is actually quite random and funny. For example; I vent every week day when I get on the bus to go home. Just by chatting with a few of my friends.
We are like, the most random people on the whole bus. (Just their first names) Shane, Amanda, Isabelle and I can always be found laughing our heads off. It's great because we're so open with each other, none of us are being serious so we can say what we want. It does lead to our conversations becoming quite perverted at times... but really that makes it funnier. Not sick-funny, but just plain funny.
I'll take a couple of my quotes for examples:
"Wait... if I sprayed Shane with my deoderant, then he smells like me. Then we both smell like rape... O_o"
"See... I'm gonna patent something alot like that. I call it 'Invisble Edible Panties'. I'd be like; "keep biting around, I'm sure you'll find them eventualy...""
xd Okay, those are as creepy as it gets really.... well no, theres always worse. -lol-
Just those random, open convos though... they get out alot. I wish I could talk like that more often... without the weird looks ^^ hehehe.
I'm not exactly the most open person either... I'm shy as hell most of the time... so getting a comfortable time to just say anything without being judged or having to worry about having what I say pushed back in my face, feels awesomes.
Yesterday (Nov 14) was going on like any other day, then I got home. I have no clue what sparked it, what set it off, but I came back in from walking the dog and passed out.
Last thing I remember was my mom asking me if I was okay because I looked a little pale, I said no that I only had a headache, then... well... BAM.
As much as I'm clueless to why I passed out right then and there, but I think I know what lead to it. Stress.
Just too much on my mind all at one time. I'll get more into 'what's on my mind later, at the moment, I'm not ready to go that far... >_>
I was thinking about this all yesterday while I was laying in bed (I couldn't do much else, I could hardly move) and ((believe it or not, this is what my vent is about...))
I realized theres only one time when I'm not feeling stressed.
And thats when I'm with Kacey.
He makes me forget everything thats worrying me, and for once the world seems to be a little bit more okay.
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Meh First Vent Ever:
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RANT FOR AUGUST ... what is it today... oh yeah; 24TH 2007
I like being sneaky... so hopefully I've been sneaky enough that no one close to me (in such, I mean those who have known me for many, many years) and those I love (so they don't worry) don't find this.[EDIT: chyeah, like that worked, Kacey found this in nothing flat... So I moved it HERE, no point in hiding it now]
Although it seems stupid... I mean posting this on my own Journal... I just, its just that I feel as though I should get this out sometime and somewhere... maybe it could even help someone.
Not much bugs me anymore... I mean, sure there are certain things that can totally flip me off the edge... and then theres anything that happens while its 'that time of the month'... but I used to be alot more... angry.
Now though, my parents bug me about how care free I act, how I just let serious stuff roll right off my shoulders. My Mom is actually scared how I react in situations at times.
Like one vacation, I was witness to a friend of the family actually drown. I was there, and I helped pull him in after he stopped breathing, and as my Mom tried to resusitate him even after he was declared dead. The whole time, I was calm, silent and scaring the hell out of everyone around me who were acting compleatly the opposite. My Uncle and Aunt thought I was in shock, but everytime someone would tell me to go get something or help, my responce was quick and I had no hesitation.
I was the furthest thing from shock there could be.
And when he started breathing again, and came too and started answering questions, My Mom said all I did was sigh and mutter "I thought so".
I don't really remember that, I remember chuckling at his response to the paramedic who asked him if he knew where he was.
he'd said "On sharp, pointy rocks"
-lol- still makes me giggle.
Everyone worries about me because of the way I act in the face of danger now, I get my nose ripped open and my first question is whether or not I can stick a peircing in it before they stitch it up. I get into car accident and make jokes about "who put that tree there?!" Run over by a 4 wheeler and ask if I can buy the same model because its so light...
The only thing I dont think I'll ever laugh about is guns.
I hear people say stuff about guns and I just revert back to a time when I was sad and
{I'll continues this later}
 `Stitches` · Thu Jul 19, 2007 @ 04:41am · 0 Comments |
