I think I have bad luck with teachers in general. From the BritLit teacher who spent a class talking about Edgar Alan Poe (seriously) to that math teacher I had who was like "If the girls in this class what the boy to stop sexually harassing them, they should stop wearing tight t-shirts" to, well, tons of other cases of teacher!fail. (I was those boys' favorite target, because I stick out as being but I have a hard time defending myself emotionally, mainly due to long term emotional abuse growing up. So, yeah, victim blaming pisses me off in any case.) I ranted, I raved, I was so fucking pissed. I still am fucking pissed. Stuff like this makes me see red like nothing else.

A lot of it goes back to that whole 'women are weak/evil/here to bring men down' mentality, which is fucking bullshit. I always get confused when someone tries to explain that one to me, because if women are weak, how can they 'tempt' men into anything? Especially since men are supposed to be the 'stronger' sex. Fuck them, we give birth.

I don't think I'm ever going to be like this; I'm making a point of never turning out to be someone who victimizes someone else, in any fashion.

You're right, they don't deserve praise for not raping someone. That was poor phrasing on my part. I meant it sarcastically, but yeah, internet.

I probably won't cool down anytime soon. :( Like I said, stuff like this really sets me off, and I can keep raging for days. Years even. I'm going to start Writing Letters as soon as my finals are done (one more week to go!) in order to call her out even more for publishing this.