Insert RANT here.

Yeah, so I just received an e-mail, and it was a questionaire that basically added up how many 'bad' things you have done (you know you're an English major when you add the quote unquote in your head while writing). This is a fairly common e-mail...I have participated in many similar ones myself. So, I just sat back this time and looked at it. Carefully. A startling realization came to me: it will take me a while to get there, so please, sit back and enjoy the ride. As I answered the questions I noticed that my score was not excessively high. Much of this had to do with the fact that many questions center around sexual experiences, and I myself am not sexually active (don't ask...it's a long and painful list of setback and just never quite working out). Now though it doesn't really surprise me that being 'bad' (again with the quote unquote) is linked directly to the risky things you've done concerning sex and all the favours thereof, but what did surprise me is that I was a little embarrassed by my low score. That's when it hit me: why? Why do we live in a society now that celebrates the deviant and persecutes the good doer (ok, that term sounds dumb, but I am frustrated and cannot think of anything better right now...maybe Super Citizen? nope...still dumb). I should think that people would be impressed by others' will power to stop themselves from behaving eratically. Now I know that having sex is not necessarily an eratic thing. Many people wait until they are in a stable and loving relationship before doing the deed, but when glorifying said act, doesn't it take away from it? I mean, (this is the old-fashioned girl in me) isn't it supposed to be a special thing shared by two people? And here we are (we meaning society) deeming it only worth a certain amount of points? Really is this what we have become as a culture? A society that looks proudly around at one another and boast, "I got a 160 on the bad test", or points to someone else and declares "that loser only got a 49, BWAHAHAHA!" (I added that laughter cause it amuses me)? Perhaps my grandmother was right when she told me that society is spinning out of control, and that things were so much better in her day. Maybe I'm just make a mound out of mole hill. Who knows. I just know that this whole concepts really pisses me off. Wait, I get pissed off frequently and often hate the world...wouldn't that get me more points? How depressingly optimistic. More strangeness yet to come.