I can't help but feel like I am "contributing to the spread of patriarchy" whenever I leave my Women's Studies class (WSTU). Today we were talking about the standard of "Thinner is Better" and I agree with the fact that image has a large amount of power over your ability to be heard, acknowledged and loved... I still can't conceive the idea that the image of Kate Moss is perceived as "ideal female". Maybe my problem with this class is that I am not observing it from a macro level in society, but more so a personal objective within myself and my social sphere. That's probably why it's so frustrating. I like women who are thinner, but curvy. I like the hips, small waist, hourglass figure. Just not my version of curvaceous. Me but smaller. Also the standard dark eyes, dark hair, light skin applies to women as to men. I just feel very out of place in WSTU because my opinions seem to be more jaded or patriarchal in nature. I wear a bra because my chest hurts when jumping or running around not because I want cleavage or a youthful appearance. Try running or walking fast with a D cup chest. Yea, thought so.
In other news, trying to keep off of a rant relating to women, my sister's guinea pig, Reese, died this morning. It was incredibly sad. My sister is really upset about it. She ended up having me in a 3 minute hug as I rubbed her back telling me how Oreo was laying beside her and how it's going to be so sad when Oreo starts calling for her... I can't help but shake the feeling that Oreo is going to either get really sick or die of loneliness in the next few days or weeks. She is going to give her a lot of attention in the next couple days, which is a good idea. I probably will too.
Also, today is my date with Duncan for the New Pornographers concert. It's going to be nice to hang out with a friend. I've been pretty solitary in the past couple days.
Plus, I scored the seat near cute boy today. Hurray classes.
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