Do I just not have a sense of humour?

Because I get irrationally angry when I see/hear/read people making fun of transvestites, transgendered people, gay people, or most minorities. I know it's meant to be a joke, but it just really pisses me off that people use 'gay' or 'transvestite' as a slur, like it's a huge, awful thing, and I hate it.

I know that these people don't mean any harm (at least, I don't think they do). It just makes me mad.

I am well aware it's past 3am.

And I am well aware I post entirely too much.

But, I feel there are certain pertinent facts people should know:
1. Even unwitting comments can contribute towards peer pressure that makes life complicated.
2. Authority figures are really just struggling with the same problems as the rest of us. But they can afford to be hypocritical.
3. When you type while your head is lying sideways, it makes it look like you're typing really fast. Try it.
4. Make-up is annoying. It smells funny, costs a bit and is hard to know how to put on. Once it's on, you can't rub your eyes or face because you'll smudge something, and it's just entirely too much bother.
5. When you're too busy social-networking, you forget how to be lonely.
6. 'Broke-dance' is the past tense of 'break-dance'. For realz.
7. Lists are very calming.
8. I've figured out that all you really need to dance is confidence.
9. I sometimes don't know why I bother doing things.
10. People should give me their blogs so I can read/stalk their lives.

social networking sucks. ohai.

So my mother came in and told me, you know your white bow? Yes, what about it? You shouldn't wear it so much. Why? Well, you know we're Chinese... Oh.

Yeah, white is associated with death in Chinese culture. What is odd is that it's associated with purity and innocence in Western society.

Anyway, the conversation continued: Chinese people don't like it. Well that's all cool, I won't wear it in China. No...not just China, to Chinese people's homes. Oh. Alright.

I've decided that social networking sucks. More on that some other time. I wonder how much bandwidth I will be able to use being an angsty, culture-confused teen. Oh the joys.