So, I sit here, working on homework (well, not this VERY second, I am updating my blog...something I am hoping to do more often)... and I realize that tomorrow I have work AND school. I will be out of the house from around 6:00 am to 9:00 pm. Not only will I have to figure out breakfast and lunch, but also dinner. This is always a trick. Especially since I always end up feeling like a chicken with my head cut off. I start off with the best of intentions, I really do. But somehow, things get away from me and I end up with Instant Lunch and a granola bar. 
This past weekend I purchased some lovely croutons and Caesar salad dressing, romaine lettuce, with all intentions of having some beautiful salads...I forgot chicken. Now, I could go out and get some chicken, but really, I am not going to cook it. It is already 4:00. I need to work on my paper. So, there that goes. I suppose I could have it without chicken, but then it is hardly dinner. I guess it is a good thing I like instant lunch and granola bars.
Dinner...lunch...whatever
I'm a feminist. So?
Yes. I am a feminist. Why aren't you?
I read Bitch Magazine.
I vote.
I believe I should get paid the same amount as any man.
I also believe men should get paternity leave.
I used to try to ignore the things that bothered me...the ads and posters that objectified women. I am over it. I will now speak out.
Why? Because I am a feminist. I am proud.
Why aren't you?
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