No, I am not enrolling to vote.
No, I do not want to take the drugs that Mr. Pharmiseutical told you would fix your retard.
No, this does not mean I am taking other drugs.
No, I am not pregnant, as I have not been pregnant every other time you've asked me, which has been roughly once a week.
No, I don't think that talking very loudly about what you do in the privacy of your toileting ritual is nessacary.
No, I don't want to be a size eight.
No, the oil is not going to last forever.
No, just because it might not run out in my lifetime doesn't mean it's not my problem.
No, just because I am sewing does not mean I do not care about my education.
No, I am not a prostitute.
Next time I mention that I'm going over to see my parents, could someone please for the love of god remind me that every time I do, I end up wanting to destroy the entire fucking earth? And, if required, HIT ME WITH A GIANT BOOK till I loose consiciousness, and am placed in a suitably padded room? Maybe with something cute and fluffy.
Can someone please take me away from all this shit? I am tired of my family caring what they want for me, what they think I'm doing, not what would actually make me happy.
I'm tired of people who accuse you of things without actually talking to you about them, without knowing you, based only on what they think. Even worse is when they think you are an evil bitch, but will never say anything bad about you to your face. If you are honestly convinced that someone is doing something so so wrong, confront them about it, don't just run away. If you are right, what do you loose by confronting them? Thats one thing I like about my family, if they think that I'm a pregnant paranoid prudish whore on cocaine who is screwing the professors so that I can pass without doing any work, they'll make it clear.
I invite anyone with a problem with me to sit down in a place of their choosing, at a time of their choosing, and discuss it rationally. I am sick of having so much unnessacary stress in my life. It's slowly fucking me up.
Today I got pretty magnifying glasses!!!! See, I'm happy!
No, I do not want to take the drugs that Mr. Pharmiseutical told you would fix your retard.
No, this does not mean I am taking other drugs.
No, I am not pregnant, as I have not been pregnant every other time you've asked me, which has been roughly once a week.
No, I don't think that talking very loudly about what you do in the privacy of your toileting ritual is nessacary.
No, I don't want to be a size eight.
No, the oil is not going to last forever.
No, just because it might not run out in my lifetime doesn't mean it's not my problem.
No, just because I am sewing does not mean I do not care about my education.
No, I am not a prostitute.
Next time I mention that I'm going over to see my parents, could someone please for the love of god remind me that every time I do, I end up wanting to destroy the entire fucking earth? And, if required, HIT ME WITH A GIANT BOOK till I loose consiciousness, and am placed in a suitably padded room? Maybe with something cute and fluffy.
Can someone please take me away from all this shit? I am tired of my family caring what they want for me, what they think I'm doing, not what would actually make me happy.
I'm tired of people who accuse you of things without actually talking to you about them, without knowing you, based only on what they think. Even worse is when they think you are an evil bitch, but will never say anything bad about you to your face. If you are honestly convinced that someone is doing something so so wrong, confront them about it, don't just run away. If you are right, what do you loose by confronting them? Thats one thing I like about my family, if they think that I'm a pregnant paranoid prudish whore on cocaine who is screwing the professors so that I can pass without doing any work, they'll make it clear.
I invite anyone with a problem with me to sit down in a place of their choosing, at a time of their choosing, and discuss it rationally. I am sick of having so much unnessacary stress in my life. It's slowly fucking me up.
Today I got pretty magnifying glasses!!!! See, I'm happy!

It also might help to make them realise how crap they are being.
*hugs*
*snuggles*
C.
PS. Magnifying glasses are cool!
I don't want or need my details to be avaliable to the local governments. That doesn't achieve anything for me.
I can't see the point in them putting someone in jail because they refused to fill in 11 boxes on some stupid form.
I have to sign a box saying, among other things, that I believe I am qualified to enrol as a voter. I don't believe I'm qualified.
C.
And officially, it's a political statement.
While political thought and expression are protected in the Bill of Rights, that wouldn't be a valid legal defence if, for some reason, the matter went to court. But anyway, the worst the courts can impose is a maximum $100 fine for a first conviction, and maximum $200 fine on any subsequent conviction.
xD I reckon a bigger danger would be the wrath of friends who've had to sit through jury duty, on account of their names being on the electoral roll.
Those matters aside - that's a neat magnifying glass.
Pixi's idea of printing out that list sounds neat. Maybe you could even tally up how often you're faced with each demand/inquiry, to help hammer the point home when you confront your folks with it. I'm all in favour of parents looking out for their progeny, but that's not the same as a regular barrage of intrusive, suspicious or otherwise unnecessary questions.
Also, I am extremely jealous of your magnifying glasses of shiny awesomeness.
*huggles*
You are a darling, and no-one can fix everything. You can help me by going to spotlight with me when Exams are over. :)
Wow.
No, I do not want to take the drugs that Mr. Pharmiseutical told you would fix your retard.
No, this does not mean I am taking other drugs.
Be aware of your country and your surroundings, and that includes taking an interest in this country's political future as it has a direct impact upon your life and well being. Don't be proud of your ignorance.
And if you are not taking psychiatric medication that you have been prescribed, and I would presume it's been prescribed for good reason, it's not just handed out like candy, which I would assume is what that garbled English is meant to mean, then that makes you out and out irresponsible. Congratulations!
Re: Wow.
This tells me two things - You obviously do not know me!
- You are too ignorant to know that advice doesn't come from thin air.
This means that, other than wasting my time, your lovely words of caution are completley meaningless.
Your engraved trophy will be in the mail as soon as you contact the administrators with your name and address.
Re: Wow.
What is meant by 'advice doesn't come from thin air'? Some stranger can't be walking down the street and stop to let you know that your fly is undone? You've never read someone's journal or site and thought 'you've got to be kidding me?'
I have browsed your journal and met you in passing (really), and I say again - being proud of and advertising your ignorace is more than foolish. Neglecting to follow doctors' orders regarding psychiatric matters is idiocy. You attend the university and I suppose like to think yourself a terribly clever person, presumably you are capable of exercising your critical faculties. But if that's the way you want to present yourself to the world you're on the right track.
Re: Wow.
In the New Zealand health system, pills Are handed out like candy. Especially psychiatric ones. Pills are pushed by pharmaceuticals, not for the good of the people affected, but for the profit of the company involved. Nowdays, there is a drug and a syndrome for everything. Is there anything wrong with preferring to work through the issues making you act this way, instead of hiding the problem behind drugs? You can hide a crack in the wall behind a pretty poster, but unless you fix it, it's still there.
If the biggest problem you have in your life is that your fly is undone occasionally, please, for the love of God, give the rest of us a help seminar. Little advice for little problems. A stranger is a stranger, not a nameless faceless entity. Yes, I have read peoples sites and thought that their personal beliefs contradicted mine, however in my mind, that thought is usually followed by "Their personal belief is not hurting me, or anyone else for that matter. How much does this Really concern me?"
You seem to be taking an unusual amount of offense at an acquaintance's way of thinking. I do not think myself a "terribly clever person", I believe you are mistaking my ego for your own in this case.
You are mistaking a political and social viewpoint for ignorance. You are mistaking the desire to ensure I am safe for myself and society if, for any reason, there are no longer drugs available, and the need to correct, rather than hide weak points in my personality for idiocy and irresponsibility. Why?
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In the New Zealand health system, pills Are handed out like candy. Especially psychiatric ones. Pills are pushed by pharmaceuticals, not for the good of the people affected, but for the profit of the company involved. Nowdays, there is a drug and a syndrome for everything. Is there anything wrong with preferring to work through the issues making you act this way, instead of hiding the problem behind drugs? You can hide a crack in the wall behind a pretty poster, but unless you fix it, it's still there.
For someone who likes to make such sweeping claims you seem to have a rather poor grasp of the way in which the health system works. Yes, there are large pharmaceutical companies who would like you to buy their product, and there have certainly been documented cases in the past and where doctors have unfairly prioritised the products of some over the products of others. This is the exception, not the rule. However, to refuse to take medication point blank because of some ill-founded fear of a shadowy Big Pharmacy cabal is alarmist, uneducated and outright foolish.
The over-prescription debate is a large one and not one that can be legitimately countered by your brand of ‘I don’t wanna you can’t make me.’ You could argue that medicines are overprescribed because as you contend Mr Pharmacist is a big bad greedy wolf who wants to pump you full of chemicals and anaesthetise you into a stupor so as to keep you on medication thereby making himself rich. You could also argue that people are getting diagnoses for things that 40 years ago they would have been told to ignore or suck up else they were locked in a sanatorium somewhere – who are you to say that ‘new’ condition ABC-12 has been manufactured by a pharmaceutical company, and has not been found as the result of legitimate scientific research? After all, not that long ago if you had a seizure you would be labelled possessed, not epileptic. You could argue that patients are now consumers who know what they want and aren’t afraid to ask for it, look particularly to ‘social’ or certain types of designer drugs for that one and the way that some companies (most obviously in the United States but increasingly elsewhere) will market directly to individuals through television or print ads. You could say that GPs are under such pressure to diagnose and get people out the door in 20 minutes that they have little choice but to prescribe.
However the funny thing about doctors and pharmacists is that they have spent years and years of their lives studying medicine and pharmaceuticals and you have not. If they are presented with a recognised set of symptoms, and the patient is willing, they will prescribe medication. If you do not want to take medication and instead, for instance in the case of environmental depression, choose to pursue therapy or herbal remedies (such as St John’s Wort), then general the doctor will accept that, rather than saying ‘how dare you mess with my kickbacks.’ The other lovely thing about the New Zealand system is that Pharmac subsidises many non branded medications where patents have expired so that you can get your drugs at a heavily discounted rate and sleep easy knowing that Eli Lilly, makers of Prozac, aren’t getting a cent from the generic brand Fluox your doctor is likely to prescribe instead.
While I definitely believe that a person can make an informed decision about their own healthcare, including whether or not to take medication, I also believe that this should be done in conjunction with a doctor or other such health professional. From the way you have stated your own views on it, you may be making a decision but it is certainly not an informed one. I have more experience as a patient within the mental health sector than most people you will ever meet and on every instance that I have been uncomfortable about taking something, because of side effects real or perceived, I have been listened to respectfully and my course of treatment has been altered.
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In many cases as I suspect is the case with ‘your retard’ (whatever that really means) a short course of medication combined with therapy is generally seen to be more therapeutic than just one of the two. If you choose to go against the wishes of the doctor, and neglect to inform them, and then run into trouble because some ailment has not been properly treated further along in time then you have only yourself to blame – and that is arguably more of a danger to you and your loved ones than taking the pills in the first place.
Why do you seem to think that something that has been diagnosed as an illness is a personality flaw? Is this because this way you can have more apparent control over it than if you accept the fact that there might be something medically wrong? Are you so pig-headed to believe that you can fix a mental illness by willpower alone? For your own sake I hope you really are dealing with something that won’t require medical intervention if it continues to go untreated. Otherwise, I won’t say I told you so but I will definitely be thinking it.
You are mistaking a political and social viewpoint for ignorance.
Your political viewpoint is ignorance and you admit as such! Saying “I don’t understand politics and I don’t want to understand politics and anyway if anyone asks, officially, it’s a political statement” is ignorance – there is no argument about that. Being an anarchist, or boldly stating that you disagree with the efficacy of the electoral system, and that you don’t wish to vote for those reasons - that is a political viewpoint. Not wanting to have your name, address and occupation available on the roll is not a social viewpoint, it is a personal preference. Don’t pretend that your beliefs are anything but what they are. If you don’t care about politics be proud of that (in so far as you can be) and say “I just don’t care,” and I think you will find that people will find that baldly stated apathy is worth more respect than some coy, mealy-mouthed version of “well, you know, it’s a political statement, but, you know, like, not really.”
If the biggest problem you have in your life is that your fly is undone ...
Are you always this bloody-mindedly literal? Obviously it’s not worth wasting metaphoric language or figures of speech on you.
You seem to be taking an unusual amount of offense at an acquaintance's way of thinking.
The reason I say all this - in effect wasting my time by bothering to reply in such detail - is the same reason why I am often compelled to fix incorrect spelling and punctuation on restaurant menus: because some things jsut really anger me. In this case, outright stupidity fucks me off, especially when it seems like the person should know better and especially when it could endanger that person's wellbeing, be they stranger or well known friend. Let’s just say that calling bullshit when I smell it is a fatal flaw. Also, it really makes me angry when some people, girls mostly, seem to think that being “cute” and playing dumb is endearing and attractive. IT REALLY ISN’T.
Given the type of arguments you have presented I get the impression that I could keep arguing this point till I went blue in the face and you would still go "huh?" So I will leave it here as I really have wasted an awful lot of time on someone who, I get the impression, still isn't going to know any better or see what is wrong with her arguments.