I may have a touch of social anxiety and crippling shyness but at least when it comes to social issues, I am very very sure of myself. I just spent an hour or more on a MRA's page trying to convince them that lack of respect for feminine men stems from a lack of respect for females. Which lead into some name calling and eventually me telling them they're all wrong and leaving, which ok, wasn't my best ever move, I wanted to just be above it but I ended up looking immature. The fact was though, I know I'm right, I knew I could have found proof for all my examples, I could have found references and spent all night building a full proof case, but it wouldn't have mattered and honestly by the time it regressed to 'women didn't even want to have the vote when the evil feminists were fighting for it-- and actually, it was the men who wanted to give it to them but the women opposed it'-- when I just facepalm. So I told them they were so wrong they didn't know how wrong they were. After some comments about how if feminists were like the KKK, MRA's were Nazi's (to which I was called a cheeky twat), accusing people of hypocrisy and calling them a hate group, I just gave up.

It was immature of me but I don't care.

Oh another note, I was planning to write a letter to my best friend for her birthday, I've been drafting it in my head all week, may as well take a crack now  eh.

Dear Mia (or more affectionately, Marij-ja)

You are the best best friend I could have ever asked for and I think you're brilliant. You're a total psycho but you've always been there for me when it counts and every other time as well, whether I wanted you there or not. You're one of the biggest influences in my life and I know without you, I'd be a totally different (read: sadder and even more introverted) person. You make my life a more brighter, exciting and less threatening place to be and have been a better friend over the years than I deserve. You put up with me warts and all, give me tough love when I need it but never make me feel like I'm being judged (too much)[at the time].

I remember you when you were that weird looking year 7 kid and the first time I was like 'hey, when did Marija get pretty?' and while I find it odd in some ways that out of everyone we've been bros with, we're the ones that got stuck together as bffls, I also think it's awesome, and super lucky and I want to have to do the front porch test with you  because I want to be bffls 5eva.
Love Lucy


Idk it's alright for a first draft, I have 3 months to work on it.

Night xx