Neverland

We all know what a Peter Pan complex entails, and we all go through some sort of phase to get us through it.
But, through my studies, I've realized that there's one group of people who never fully recover. They can't be full rehabilitated into a state of normalcy; this is to say they never grow up. Simply, these people are men.
I am a hyporcite then, having been unfaithful myself. But I've learned to confront my mistakes and answer my own questions. Crying is something I want to do often; it's hard to push back the tears. But the key is to stop before you even think about it. Crying shows that you feel bad for yourself; why feel bad for yourself over something completely stupid? Is another pile of bones, muscles, tissue defined by a Y chromosome really worth a lapse in mental and emotional health? I am reaffirmed by this article. Men think differently, and it's up to the women to put up with it for the sake of her own sanity and power.
At the same time though, don't be a feminist. Women have a natural role in life; and being a man or "equal to" isn't that. There is a way to female power, and walking in the footsteps of a man isn't it. I feel like, if life were a construction site...a woman, instead of trying to match the number of bricks the last man carried to the site, should be trying to rivaling the next woman to the top position overseeing all the workers; controlling them.
Things are complex as they are. There is no reason for us to regress to a neverland.

Aunt Jodi = aw.....

AW MEANING ATTENTION WHORE.

Recently, I've been tracking this whole Jon and Kate Plus 8 situation. For those who are close and dear to me, I have been obsessed with JK+8 since the beginning of time aka the beginning of my college career.

Having that said, of course, everyone knows that there has been extreme media coverage lately...revolving around scandal, around deception, conflict....etc etc. It all ends with a big fat D-word. What else is new, right?

Well, we owe it all to Radaronline.com to bring us the latest meaningless celebrity gossip. One thing I noticed when I stumbled across the site, is that "Aunt Jodi" has been spewing her opinion on things. Apparently, untold secrets, the "insider's" view on things.

http://truthbreedshatred.blogspot.com/

There's a blog created by the spineless. The comments are disabled, because she's too afraid to view the results. If you're going to create a controversial blog with a bunch of middle-aged-woman-whining strewn together with a dash of random Googled quotes about "truth" in an attempt to sound witty, well...then grow a pair!

Honestly, people can say how much Aunt Jodi has suffered. Boo frikkin hoo. The only truth there is, is that Jodi is an AW (see beginning). If you do crave the spotlight but play it off like you're doing things to benefit other people's children, then stop doing interviews with incredible tabbie sites. If you take care of other people's children out of the kindness of your heart, it shouldn't matter if you get paid for doing it on camera or not. Furthermore, if you really cared about the well-being of the children, you would stop hogging the Radaronline spotlight and do something about it on your own.

Folks, Jodi is crying out for attention, and her sister is feeding it and feeding it with this blog. The same woman who thought it was alright to give toddlers gum, the same woman with that blank dim-witted stare has been simply jealous this whole time. Her sister-in-law lands a show on TLC. You can say all you want about how this isn't true, how she is not jealous, but the fact is, when you go on a Radaronline.com interview spree, you're showing the world that you wanted the fame and attention all along.

When I watch their video, I feel like the resulting feeling of tremendous irritation is mostly caused by the fact that these are not intelligent people. They are jealous, slow individuals who have to settle for an online tabbie in order to satiate their hunger for fame. They pretend to care about the well-being of their nieces and nephews, yet they publicly denounce the children's parents. Psychiatrists will tell you anything you want to hear if you pay them enough. They can be pretty convincing too. But, just look at that picture. Do these people look like they need much convincing? It probably takes their brains 24-48 hours to process information.

Aunt Jodi, sporting the traditional witch look needs to tone it down and stop acting like an innocent victim. A woman with two rowdy children can NOT tell a woman like Kate how to raise eight. Absence of a vertebral column must run in the family. And..her husband...I....mh. There are no words to describe him. The picture tells a BILLION words.

Lay off the weed, bud.

"I personally believe that U.S Americans..."

I was watching the whole MTV college life show yesterday during my study break. It pains me a little, knowing that this university is supposedly better than my university, yet the people are so stupid. I often wonder, if I had gone to a private institution or even Ivy League, would I still feel like this? Probably.

Although I can be lazy and although others may get better grades than I do, I have this complex where I am not limited to think, but in fact I know I am smarter than 90% of my peers. This may or may not be true, but unfortunately I do have this complex.

There is supposedly this "studious" girl on the show. I don't quite remember her name; I've only seen the show once. It really annoys me when people think it's terrible that their parents want them to work hard in school; apparently, this girl only got good grades because she was pressured by her parents.

Of course, this girl is young. She just started college. But, isn't it common sense that getting a good education is pertinent to a comfortable lifestyle? She started crying about how she was sick but had so much studying to do. Old news, girlfriend. That's what happens in the real world. That's what it takes to make it in this world. But...suddenly I remembered something.

It lead me to think about all the stupid, famous people you see on TV. Most of them barely graduated high school at all. Our Green Day coined "American Idiot" society has allowed us to get rich and famous by virtually just being moronic. We have talentless weirdos in "Love with..." shows or people who get famous from highly synthesized songs riddled with heavy bass and auto-tuned vocals. Octomom's a really dumb b-word, but she's become famous as a result of it.

Who knows who Paul Krugman is? Who knows who the last Nobel Laureates of Physics were? Very few. In our day and age, intelligence seems to matter very little. In fact, the more so you lack the intelligence, the more rich and famous you seem to be.

It's okay, Yoichiro Nambu. There there.

But furthermore, many of my peers don't know anything outside of their concentration. Not to be pretentious, but it'd be nice to care a little about the future and well-being of humanity. People don't seem to know what's really going on in Iraq, or what the Israeli-Palestinian conflict entails. Granted, it may not seem important, but in the long run, we are part of the international community. Whatever happens in it, affects everyone. It may seem like at the time, making a spreadsheet of credits and debits is more important, but no. Any wrong move made by anyone in the international community could cause another World War and ultimately end everything. Apocalypse isn't as far as it seems.

On the other hand, although I'm moderately politically Conservative myself, I don't find global warming ridiculous. This is not to say that I am by any means a hippie, because I'd prefer to not have my hair spewing from under my sleeves, but it's ridiculous how people think global warming is a ploy made up by crazy liberals. This is a very good example of people not having enough knowledge outside of their concentration. You can analyze the rate of the temperature increasing and look at all this data from previous researches. It's not a lie; just because all you know happens to be about Political science, does not mean that you know about the world.

Of course, no one can know everything, but I cherish those who have mundane views. I pride myself in my choice of variety, and hold others to a similar standard. By 2010, I may not be a Harvard graduate, but I'll probably know more than one.

Jon and Kate Plus 8 and Haters

Well, I noticed something was going wrong with JK+8 once season 4 aired. It went downhill from there after it caught media fire. I'm just wondering why people are such haters about everything.

Sure, I'm a hater regarding some things, but why so much hate for a couple struggling with 6 children? There are all these accusations of the couple "exploit" their children. I'm sure that if they were not on the show, the Gosselins would not be financially able to provide for all the opportunities they have on the show. I highly doubt that a couple in their 30s would really give a damn about fame. Honestly, I don't give a damn about it and I'm approximately a decade behind.

Most of these haters are young people who don't have children or softy-mothers. I'm not really into the whole love = lax thing. My mother wasn't all hugs and kisses 100% of the time; she yelled at me, she nagged me, she'd give me a slap on the arm if I needed it. I turned out to be far more successful (so far) in comparison to peers whose parents were all hearts and sugar-coated compliments. When I was growing up, I'd always wonder why other children's parents would say "It's okay. As long as you tried your best, sweetie" to a grade C, while mine would hit the table angrily with their fists and lecture me about how I'll be flipping hamburgers at McDonalds for the rest of my life if I keep this going. Now, I know.

I'm sorry Kate wants her children to grow up healthy by buying strictly organic food for them. I'm sorry she loves her children enough to sacrifice her own privacy in order to make them happy. People can say "We all have children, and we don't make money off of them," but do you have 8 children and two sets of multiples? The answer 99% of the time is probably no.

I've read recently, that some people were complaining about Kate's lavish behavior. She goes to the spa, goes tanning, goes SHOPPING (how dare she?)....what's wrong with that? It never occurred to me that it was BAD to relax and reward yourself once in a while.

I've seen comments like "She should stop being so tyrannical and let her kids be kids!" First of all, Jon is probably the epitome of an immature man. Boys are immature, and well...most of them stay that way. Someone needs to keep him in check; it's not being abusive, it's being on top of things. And I've seen a mother in a Target bathroom watch her daughter crawl around the floor looking under stalls, and laughing at it saying "Hahahaha ohhh my god honey. You need to take a shower when we get home." Is that what being a kid is about? Having no boundaries so you can grow up to learn about them yourself? Some beg to differ, but I'm so sorry. I don't conform to idiocy.

Since my shower radio now works (hooray!), I was listening to Seattle's KISS FM and heard the "latest update" on JK+8. Apparently Kate was chillin in an "itty bitty" orange bikini sans Jon and plus the body guard (Steve) Kate's been rumored to been having an affair with. Oohhh she's been hanging around him lately and Jon's not around... Did it EVER occur to the morons who created this stupid rumor that the body guard is always with them, because he's their FUCKING BODYGUARD? Last time I checked, bodyguards ...well they guard the body of the person their working for. How would this be possible, if he's only there 20% of the time? He'd surely win the body guard of the year award if that were the case. But obviously not. As a result of him fulfilling the basic duties of his job, he's having an affair.

In the end, I truly feel sorry for this family. Their lives have been basically dissected, prodded at, and ruined by the media and by these hypocritical young people. If you think "I would never this, I would never that" go have some children. Go pop some 8 children out and raise them for a good 9 years. I'll tell you how you like them apples.

Not very much.

skipping class

I decided to skip class despite the fact that I probably can't afford to. Life is busy, and I'm not very good about studying long term, because it tends to not work for me. Things work better when they're fresh in my mind, instead of 3 days old. I'd rather cram; the sense of urgency allows me to study better and more effectively. On the other hand it takes a toll on my stress level, and it doesn't really help ever that I'm taking two upper division math classes, one upper division econ class, one upper division international studies/history class, and one random 2 credit elective. To be completely fair, the two credit elective is honestly a breeze. Nothing intense at all. On the other hand, one of the math classes (differential equations) is really hard, because my TA makes it deliberately hard. It isn't curved either. My Econ class is difficult too. Labor market analysis. What am I doing this for, I wonder. I will work myself so hard with such fruitful, diverse knowledge just to be curtailed in the future by all the rich ivy graduates? I beg not.


In other news, the roommate situation is not getting better. Quite the contrary.

I never had much of a huge problem with this one. It is funny how people create problems (the inadvertence does not matter). There had been times when the other two would complain about her. I had little to complain about, so I would always play devil's advocate.


"What if she's just busy?"
It's annoying.
"I think she's not bad..just different."
I think she's stupid as shit.

After a while, I grew weary of these comments. The girl wasn't my type of cool or fun, but she was never as bad as they thought.


In this case, ignorance is definitely NOT bliss. After a while, even though the other two were blatantly mean and on her case most of the time, all her frustrations were taken out on me. When we had a "house meeting" (which I thought was a nitpickingly ridiculous idea at first), she pointed out all these flaws I had. I boiled with anger, but understandingly abided.


Two days ago, she asked to use a cheese grater as her "super cool" friends came over to cook with her. I did not have to give it to her, but I figured I would be nice. Forgive her for the blaming at the house meeting a month ago. She started grating by the sink, paused, and then looked into the garbage disposal in the drainage.

"Can you please grind that up for me?"
I was still cooking, but I agreed to. A tiny bit annoyed by the tone and attitude in her voice, I asked nicely "Does it bother you?"
"No well, I mean it's annoying when I have bowls in the sink and I come back and there's a hunk of meat in it. It's the one thing I asked for, and it still happens."

This set me off a little. What?! Who would waste meat and throw it in the sink? It‘s your own fault you leave your dishes in there for literally a week.


"Well," I replied. "If you leave your bowls in the sink, then that's going to happen. It happens to everyone."
"Yeah, well I haven't even been putting my bowls in the sink lately since the house meeting."

WHAT? If you haven't been putting your bowls in the sink lately, then how do you know it still happens?

I told her to put the bowls on the side if she wanted to avoid it.

"But that's gross" she responded. Now there is a certain type of ironic hilarity linked with this remark. Recently, she had left her door open while she left to go partake in some rock climbing orgy. We gingerly took a peek and vomited at the site of a room that made good use of the literary comparison: "pig sty."

Grimy, soiled bowls were stacked miles high not only on her desk, but also on her chair and the ground. Bits of cardboard riddled the ground, and her 4 x 2 ft desk's wood was not at all visible under her piles of miscellaneous papers and chip bags. This perhaps happens to a studious mathematician who's working on a difficult physics equation; not a UW dance major student. How can this not be "gross" but the fact of putting a bowl or two next to the sink be deemed too gross to handle? Hilarious, indeed.

Annoyed, I snapped back and left.

The important lesson I have learned is that, there is a certain archetype of this scenario in life. You defend someone for their actions, and if they don't know, it doesn't mean a thing. I was the nicest one to her, and she treats me the worst.

Never more will this happen. I'm a bitch, and she hasn't experienced anything yet.

L'ideologie Politique and Communism

Breakfast did help. So did the stupidity of my peers. "I voted for Obama so I'd still have my birth control pills subsidized."

As a young, sophomoric student, I often find myself tied up with a mix of adrenaline and emotion when I'm watching the news. Unfortunately, it's usually liberally biased news (unless...of course I'm watching FOX which...well...you know that story). Students think they know everything; it sucks. As a quote on mymomisafob.com once said "Young people are usually democrats, until they get a job and make good money."

On Facebook, people used to be able to choose under "Political Vi

ews" to be Conservative, Moderately Conservative, Liberal, Very Liberal, etc. I chose Moderate due to my indecisive nature. Nowadays you can enter your own shit, in which people try to be stupid and enter things like "Twilight Society" or "Federation of Vampires." Either people need to grow up a little, or I need to upgrade my Facebook friends (if they mean anything at all).

Some people think "Moderate" is bullshit. Well, the problem is, I would love to be something else; trust me. I hate being indecisive, but I have no choice. I believe in civil liberties and freedoms, but there are boundaries I can cross with religion and such. For example, I want women to be able to choose whether or not they want an abortion. It's their own business if they have problems, and honestly, killing their baby isn't going to affect other people around them. I mean, of course, it makes me feel uneasy, but in the end, it does not affect other peo

ple too much. On the other hand, well...I don't want to get into the gay marriage issue. That's a tough one for me, since I do believe people should be treated equally, but my own personal beliefs and thoughts might force my mind to think that it's unnatural. I'll get back to that when my thoughts are clearer.

I've had some dumb shit ask me "If you're Chinese...are you Communist?" Yes. It was in all seriousness. This is where my super UN-left wing side busts out of its shell. First of all, I hate welfare programs and benefits issued by the government. I think it's bullshit for people who worked harder (granted, most of the middle class + world isn't made up of Paris Hiltons) to have to pay for people who fell to drugs or are just plain lazy. I fail to see the connection between me being a communist and virtually having NO SYMPATHY whatsoever for poor people.

One example can be shown with this new program in Seattle. I believe it's called the "Tent City" project. To my understanding, they set up a bunch of tents in a miscellaneous yet authorized parking lot for the homeless. When they are not laying in their pink tents, they scoure the university street with some cardboard signs hoping to acquire some change. This sounds cute and heartwarming, until you think about it. Why are they homeless? Well think of the douchebag druggy from your high school who always had a smart ass little pimply smile on his face. He eventually realized that while everyone else was being preppy or nerdy and actually doing something (I hate to admit it, but even cheerleading would have been something), he was essentially too cool for school and dropped out. In the end, he probably started becoming some meth addict. Now he's a hobo. He expects you to give him money because you worked your ass off to get to where you are, and he didn't. You can feel sorry for those people; but I absolutely do not (and hippie liberals + indie chicks hate me).

Now in order to rest my case, an acquaintance had been passing around in the area. With the same type of curiosity (although he was much more forgiving as I find West Coasters usually are), he asked one of these homeless gentlemen "Why don't you just get a job?" His response was "I don't want to. It's the government's responsibility to make sure we have a place to eat and sleep and bathe..." Are you kidding me? It's everyone else's responsibility.

It makes me laugh when you have rednecks complaining that they're fat because they don't have money to buy healthy foods (I've seen YouTube video blogs. They do complain about said issues) and demand the elimination of disparaties in wealth. But then they're so American and proud of the freedom they have, criticizing foreigners for being communists. Do they even know what communism is?

Do you even know what communism is?

Right. It's all bullshit. Work hard, play hard. Don't work..be a hobo. Don't expect anything from anyone else. I can't even imagine any of the trailer park trash to work to contribute to the common good.

Things have changed since 1848. The party seems to be over.

Cynicism

By following the trend, I watched the Susan Boyle video. I have to admit, that the people in the audience made my blood boil. Of course I'm sure the camera focused in on annoying-looking people on purpose, but ugly girls grimacing at this poor old woman's appearance...well come on. You are not so hot yourself; if you were Miranda Kerr, yes. Judge all you want. You're a goddess, and you worked hard to get to where you are; you're allowed to harbor those standards. If you're just a stubby emo teenager who has an ego the size of Africa, then shut up.

Having worked in retail for about two years, I have come to realize that people are lame. It's really interesting to see how people behave. It's unfortunately inevitable, since no one can please everyone 100%, but I have to say, some people are definitely living their life on the other side of the road.

Working in the kids department of a major clothing brand store part time in an mall designed for wealthier people (will not mention for reasons against potential libel claims), I realized that rich housewives on shopping missions think they are basically the shit. They have produced little bundles of snot and tears as well as 2ft monster clones of themselves, and now believe that the whole entire world revolves around a white blouse with a strawberry on it in size 18 months.

I don't say this with bitterness, but with fact since there had been numerous occasions where I had to call every store on the West Coast for a stupid little white sweater you could get at Walmart for basically 10% of the price. Upon failure, a condescending you're-too-stupid-because-you're-working-in-retail sort of "Thanks anyway" (if any at all) is muttered.

This one lady one time asked "Do you have yoga pants?" I put on my little smiley sales associate facade and directed her to the back. I asked her what size she was looking for. Medium, she proclaimed. I sifted through the pile for a moment, actually trying to help her. We didn't have any. "Looks like we only have small and large." I held them up to her so she could see them. Now, this is the part, where polite people say no and desperate people say 'We can try the large.' I guess she was neither and fell into the stuck up bitch category, because she said in the most supercilious tone: "Well, that doesn't help, now does it?"

I can be brash, but not enough to exceed rational thought and get myself fired. Adrenaline slushed around in my brain as I dropped the pants and walked away.

I have heard of other horror stories among my fellow co-associates. Once, a woman screamed "You ruined my life!" to a girl after realizing she gave the associate the wrong credit card card. Another time, a guy I worked with had a girl say to him straight up "It doesn't take much brains to work at [__] huh?"

It makes me wonder...was Kollontai have it right to boldly and radically suggest that being such a wife and not directly contributing to the economc in the end is just prostitution? lolcommie

Well, the lesson learned here is that it's inevitable for people to not like other people. It's inevitable for one person to feel superior to the other on the basis of nothing and everything.

Basically, I have lost hope for everything. I used to think I have social problems or that I was an introvert, but it surprised me to find out neither were true. I realized that it's just that my standards for others are too high because I hold myself to too high of a standard. It pains me to have to be a shittier person to be able to accept other people's shittyness, but that's the way the cookie crumbles.

Boyz and Gurlz Lawl

It would be nice if boyfriends were less orbital and girlfriends were less bitch-planet-like. There are a few reasons for this.

The average 18-25 year old boyfriend is mostly concerned with himself. He complains, because he wants to have more time to do what HE wants. He wants to go drinking with the guys, wants to check out all the girls, wants to have sex when he wants, wants to work when he wants, etc. Basically, the world revolves around him.

The average 18-25 year old girlfriend is mostly concerned with her boyfriend; this is not to say girls are all wonderful and dandy while guys all suck deep and wallow in each other's flames of evilness, because girls can be evil too. But, girls are more concerned about pleasing the guy she is with. If there are multiple guys, then, she will devote all her energy to the one who's hotter and the one who she likes better. Anyway, random surprises, cooking, being a motherly figure when mother isn't around, etc etc.

This causes problems. One day, boyfriend wants to go out with his friends to a strip club. Girlfriend, who is jealous and insecure, decides that life sucks because she remembers making him homemade vegetable soup when no one else cared he was sick. Boyfriend feels constrained, because being an 18-25 year old male, he is the sun, and everyonething else (the planets) is in orbit around him. He wants his freedom; it's not like he's going to go sleep with some community college drop out strippers. Flirting is okay.

Well, the above scenario only works if certain conditions are satisfied. One being that the girl really likes the guy. Second, the guy is a douchebag aka not a desperate nerd who can't find a girl or someone younger and/or a pansy.

Now, if the guy were the latter, then what would happen is, the girlfriend would initially be estatic. A wonderful, sensitive guy. As time draws on, and she is bombarded by his 5000000/day phone calls about his feelings, the light is switched off. He cries.

Gross.

In the end, the girls are plagued with this whole "Why do girls like douchebags?" question by their doe-eyed I'm-a-straight-go-to-guy-cuz-girls-think-I-might-as-well-be-gay friends. Well, what I've determined is that, girls don't like douchebags. Hate would even be a better word. On the other hand, to my understanding, most girls hate sensitive guys. They're too much like...girls. No girl wants to be with a guy more pansy than herself. If she's crying, she doesn't want a scrawny little boy to be crying with her...if we females wanted someone like that...we'd go for a butch les.

In the end, even though douchebags do suck an infinite amount, the pansies don't really do it for the ladies. Unless you're from the South maybe.....

\\Oops, margin of error. Back to the drawing board! Time to recalculate.

Irresponsible Parents Strike Again

I stumbled across a website called "Miss Bimbo" while hoping to reminisce through GaiaOnline. What better way to spend my college winter break, right?

Apparently, Miss Bimbo is the English version of the French "Ma Bimbo," a game where you are given a doll, in hopes to make her a socialite.

I came across a couple of different, hilarious news articles. Bias plays such a minimal role in journalism. NOT.

"Alarm as dolls get breast implants in 'Miss Bimbo' game - CNN.com, Your Little Girl Can Be a Top Bimbo, Too, Young girls get boob jobs in bimbo game | News | News.com.au" are just a few among many.

What fails to keep me quiet is the fact that none of these sources have their facts straight. CNN Europe claims the following:


1) "The British version already has nearly 200,000 players, most of whom are girls aged between 7 and 17, according to the Web site."

-> Orly? Why is it that under Miss Bimbo's FAQ, the average player is 19 years old? Why is it that 90% of the top 20 gamers are over 20 years old? On the other hand, what kind of a parent would allow their 7 year old daughter to access the world wide web solo? If a parent is unable assume responsibility over their child's actions online, then obviously it must be the website's fault. Obviously.


2) ""But the danger is that a nine-year-old fails to appreciate the irony and sees the Bimbo as a cool role model. Then the game becomes a hazard and a menace."" (says Bill Hibberd, of parents' rights group Parentkind)

-> Oh I'm sorry. I didn't realize that your 9 year old brats were being tied to chairs and forced to play this game.

Well come on guys. Remember the old school SAT analogies? Block MTV is to discontent with Ms Hilton flashing her v at the paparazzi; _______ is to discontent with a fashion doll website. Apparently, the answer is whine about it.

3) One parent also told The Times the creators were irresponsible. Nick Williams said he was appalled when he saw his daughters Katie, nine, and Sarah, 14, playing the game.

-> You see, within the other 329473 hours you spend not monitoring your children's internet activity, they also watched some scat porn, learned how to break into someone's house on YouTube, and chatted with some 50 year old predator in an AIM chatroom from Wisconsin. The creators are irresponsible, because you had to walk by and notice? If you think the Internet is clean enough for your 9/14 year old kids to surf without restrictions, you might have to stick the irresponsible tag on yourself. All the time you spend whining about this shit to the press could be used as valuable monitoring time.

But please, please. Sue McDonalds for you dropping your chicken nugget on the ground. It's not your own damn fault you're a dumb shit and didn't realize your food would be hot.



4) A Web site that encourages girls as young as seven to give virtual dolls breast implants and put them on crash diets has caused concern among parents and children's activists.


-> A breast implant costs about 11,500 bimbo dollars, you start out with 1,000. Unless you pay with real money, it will take you at least about a good month to earn enough. Honestly, if you haven't noticed your child is playing a game undesirable to your tastes by now, then (sticking to the appropriate theme of your article) maybe there is something wrong with your parenting skills.


5) And bagging a billionaire boyfriend is the most desirable way to earn the all important "mula" or bimbo dollars. Working, it seems, is a bit of a chore in bimbo world.

-> It seems? Hardly. Your first goal is to get a job. You gradually move up, as you do puzzles and go to the library to increase your IQ. Your IQ raises, and you can change your job. You play Sudoku, word games, and solve puzzles to do this. They are generally easy....that is, unless you fail at life and have an IQ of 20. On the other hand, I'll give this journalist some creds. Bimbo creds. Working may seem a bit of a chore in the bimbo world if you're a dumb bitch.

In that case, your best bet will indeed be to bag a billionare boyfriend not only on the game, but also in real life.

I rest my case. Peace.

[For the full bullshit article, I kindly direct you to: http://edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/europe/03/25/miss.bimbo/]