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So I go onto facebook and see this as the status update of someone on my friends list (yeah, she went to my primary school, my mum used to be friends with her mum, but other than that she has nothing to do with my life whatsoever) :

"...would rather be a WAG wannabe any day then (sic) go to that hole they call Glastonbury.."

/Facepalm

As far as I know, a WAG is merely a young woman famous for doing nothing other than riding on her footballer boyfriend's coattails, or football shorts should I say. It's probably up there with going on Big Brother as one of the easiest ways to get famous. However, despite getting pictured in Heat magazine looking fabulous, they don't get any real respect from the public as they have no talent whatsoever, or if they did they certainly don't use it.

And yet, it seems to me there are more wannabe WAGS out there nowadays then there are wannabe female presidents. And that just makes me feel... depressed.

But enough bitching about the WAG lifestyle. What I really wanna know is, how is being a 'WAG wannabe' comparable to attending Glastonbury in any way whatsoever? Now, Glastonbury may not be exactly glamourous, and it may involve getting extremely muddy and slumming it in a tent for a couple of nights, but what makes it so special is the unification of thousands of people all there for the same purpose, and that is to simply enjoy live music.

So perhaps if the girl on my friends list had said 'I'd rather go to a football match than go to that hole they call Glastonbury' it at least would have made more sense. I wouldn't have agreed with it, but it would still have made sense. Hell, even if she said she'd rather be a WAG wannabe than a Glastonbury groupie, it would have made slightly more sense and the facepalm wouldn't have been as hard.

1. When you have literally nothing on your profile except a picture of you at an extreme angle, a GIF of something colourful and a generic 'meaningful' quote you found somewhere. Seriously, if you can take the time to find the coding to hide your interests, about me, friends and comment boxes, then why not take the time to fucking write a sentence or two about yourself? And no, it doesn't make you look mysterious, it makes you look either pretentious or just plain lazy.

2. When you use the phrase 'don't label me', yet everything about your myspace page and your photographs scream [insert sub-culture here]. Yeah, right. You're not fooling anyone. You clearly do want to be labelled, otherwise you wouldn't go to such efforts to look like the very epitome of a [insert sub-culture here].

3. In a similar vein to the previous one, when you take it upon yourself to condemn [insert sub-culture here] for being unoriginal, yet you look like every other single [insert different sub-culture here] that's walked the earth.

4. When most of your 'about me' section consists of a list of all the piercings you have. Seriously, stop showing off about something that people do not give a crap about. And to be honest, I kinda get the impression your personality isn't up to much if you feel that the amount of unnecessary holes you put in your body sums up who you are.

5. When you throw the word 'cunt' around like it's some kind of cool buzzword. I can not explain enough how much this one irks me, because I find it to be a incredibly sexist word. I understand that there are ways of using it ironically or satirically, and if used correctly it can be very effective, but I have yet to see it be used in that way on a myspace page. Including that word in your username followed by a trademark symbol does not in any way make you look hardcore, it just makes you look like an ignoramus.

6. When you include a link to your myspace in a forum signature, followed by the phrase 'add me!' yet you've set it to private. You cannot expect people to add you if they do not know who they're adding!

7. When under music, you just have 'I listen to everything'. Don't. Fucking. Lie. There is not a person in this world who listens to everything. It clearly shows you're either embarrassed about the music you really listen to or you're just too lazy to list some bands.

8. When people post bulletins that include the phrases 'pc4pc' or 'w4w'. In case you're wondering, they mean 'picture comment for picture comment' and 'whore for whore'. Just... don't even get me started on how shallow and self-indulgent I think that entire practice is.

9. I'd say this one's fairly obvious, but WhEn YoU fEeL tHe NeEd tO hAvE eVeRy OtHeR lEtTeR cApItAlIzEd, or When You Start Every Single Word With A Captial Letter. It's pointless, it takes much longer to write and it doesn't make you look cool or quirky, it makes you look retarded.

10. When, if you're a woman, your display picture is just a close-up of your cleavage, and if you're a man, your picture is a close-up of your bare chest. Seriously, if you're going to do this then why even bother writing anything about yourself? You know people will either avoid your profile like the plague or look at it purely to see if you have anymore revealing photos for them to gawp at. It just makes your myspace profile look like an ad for an escort agency.

That's a tough question. I'm 19 and I still find it difficult to consider myself an adult. But I've always figured that I will the day a stranger refers to me as 'that woman over there' rather than 'that girl over there', and, well, that hasn't happened yet.
In the eyes of the law, I think a person is only truly an adult when they are legally old enough to do anything. And considering in the UK you're not allowed to buy kitchen knives until you're 25, I think I've still got a long wait.

It's something that's been on my mind in the past few days. Actually, it's something that's always been on my mind, but most particularly in the last few days as I have recently dyed my hair back to it's natural colour, which is red. (Which I'm going to continue calling it as I detest the word 'ginger'.) 
Now it seems as if I can't walk down the street without people shouting the g-word at me, whether it's drunken teenage girls in a passing car or 40-year-old men uttering it to me as they walk past. Am I supposed to be complimented or insulted by this? Well, put it this way - if I had blonde hair, would they feel compelled to shout 'blonde!' at me? If I had brown or black hair, would they shout 'brunette' at me? And God forbid, if I was black then shouting 'black!' at me would be considered a criminal offense.
So why do people find it necessary to loudly shout what I consider a derogatory term for my hair colour in my direction, as if I'm some kind of rare bird they've spotted? 
The only possible explanation I can think of is that, by instinct, people tend to negatively judge what they consider different. And as red is the rarest hair colour and technically the result of a mutated gene, redheads are considered different to societal norms.
But why should this be a bad thing? Why should redheads constantly be the butt of rude jokes and name-calling such as 'ginger pubes' or 'gingher', just like I had all through primary and secondary school? (also, what is it with people's fascination with the colour of our pubic hair? Blonde people are likely to have blonde pubic hair. Brown-haired people are likely to have brown pubic hair. Thus, it is totally natural to have the same colour pubic hair as the hair on your head. BFD.) 
The main thing that I just can't get my head round is that racism is not accepted in society and hasn't been for many years, yet how come it is still considered the norm to belittle redheads? It's still treating a person like they're inferior just because of their colour. The usual answer people give to that is that redheads have not suffered the years of slavery and segregation that black people have, but I still don't think that makes it right. Prejudice is NEVER right.
The world would be a much better place if people stopped judging each other on their looks and realised that everyone, no matter what hair colour, skin colour, height, weight, whatever - is equal.

Oh, and for more information on this, here's an article that I found rather interesting:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/magazine/6725653.stm

They declared undying love, then died. 

Breaking up is hard to do. 

He won the lottery, then died. 

This story sucks so don't bother. 

This is the best story ever. 

Hey... I'm new to this website so I just thought I'd give this feature a test run. 

I'm Hayley, I'm 18 and from Surrey, England. 

Umm... Not really sure what else to say for now!