ENOUGH!!!!

I have a bloggy thing on Opera.com. This isn't a secret, I think I even have the link posted on my links page (I have a bad memory okay!) Opera.com is quite a nice site thing, nice layouts and I am always being asked for friendship! This part is all great and I love it!

The part that's not so great is that there are so many males from overseas that seem to think I am a piece of meat!

From their profiles and whom they have asked to befriend I can only guess that I am not the only woman who is being subjected to this rather disgusting behaviour.

The top questions that I am asked by every male who sends me a private message are:

1. Are you married?

No I'm not married. I'm 25 years old for crying out loud!!!!Like someone as picky, crazy and weird as me would actually find someone who can cope with my erratic (and at times hurtful) behaviour!!Oh and someone whom I like in return. Apparently some guy I went to high school with says he loves me and has since high school. While this would be lovely to believe it's just not in my nature to believe anything positive and therefore makes his admission somewhat hard to tolerate, as I interpret it as a straight out lie.

Anyway, I'm not married, I don't actually think I want to be married. Why are you going to ask for my hand? Pfft.

2. Do you have kids?

Right, where the hell do I start on this one!?

Let's start with the obvious shall we? I am SICK. I have some pretty disturbing mental health problems and while I am (hopefully) proving one can still live with the problems, I don't think I am anywhere near healthy enough to support and care for a child.

Also I don't want kids. Personal choice here, some people reading this will know why, others won't. Unfortunately this area is something I really don't wish to discuss, so this is one area that won't eventually have an entry in my journal or in the Soap Box. Sorry.

Oh,then there's the part about me not wanting to be married, so if we think about this logically (I know it's hard, but bear with me here),if I don't want to be married because I can't find someone whom I like who can put up with me, what makes you think I would have copulated with someone to produce an offspring?!?!?!?!

Really, I didn't think it would be that hard to figure out. Maybe I just think differently? *shrugs*

3. What is your religion?

*insert hysterical laughter here*

Sorry, I have to laugh otherwise I would go on for days about it.

I do not believe in God. I am not Christian, Muslim, Jewish, Buddhist orany other kind of religion. I'm agnostic. That means that I believe in something, but not necessarily God.

I do respect others views and their beliefs. If that is what makes a person happy then by all means I will not degrade them or belittle them for their beliefs.

What I get angry about is that those same people don't have the decency to return that respect. Instead I am then bombarded with "why don't you believe in God?" or (my favourite) "You're going to go to hell". Can I just say that if I don't believe in God, what makes you think I'm going to believe in Satan!? *shakes head*

Is there something there that I'm missing??

4. What kind of things do you like?

Among all the questions, this one kind of tends to irritate me the most. I have a profile which states my age, name, where I am from and oh my god would you look at that, a WHOLE SECTION called FAST FACTS!!

Then there's a section About Me and My Work!

I guess reading the profile and deducing what one likes from it is a little hard? Maybe it's the lost in translation thing. Okay so maybe I should be nicer.

*grumbles* I'll try.

5. Can we be friends? Like REALLY good friends?

How can we be "really good friends" when I don't even know you nor you I!?

Isn't the whole point of adding friends meant to be getting to know them!?!?!

What are "really good friends" anyway? What do they do?

Is that some kind of code for "can I marry you so I can move to Australia and live with you?" or something? I'm starting to think these blokes are getting Australia confused with America... Unless they've found out how hard it is to become a permanent resident of America?

As mean as it sounds I do believe these men are only interested in learning about me to gain access to my country and what they perceive as "freedom". Some aren't as obvious as others, but unfortunately they ultimately give themselves away by asking the married question or (another favourite) "what's Australia like?"

Speaking of that particular question, it really annoys me when they ask that. I mean Australia is huge! What kind of answer do they want? "Oh yeah I'll just drive around this great country that I call home and ask my mates down the pub!" I mean come on, I don't ask how their country is!! If I'm so inclined I ask about their town and/or city. You know, their local vicinity, the place which they live in that they can actually talk about...

Maybe I'm just no good at tapping into my inner Aussie psychic stream?

Now having said ALL this and ranting on for what appears to be hours, I need to explain one more thing. The main reason these questions annoy me from these random and strange men is, well, they have absolutely no idea that I am totally not a catch. Basically they think that I'm some gorgeous Aussie model or something even though I never once suggest anything of the kind. I even have photo's of me in all my bigger-girl gloriousness (is that even a word?! eh is now!) which clearly show I am fat and ugly and nothing like Elle Macpherson or Lara Bingle. (The latter is more obvious to believe as I think I actually have a brain whereas Ms Bingle, um, I think her's got lost somewhere along the line. Oops!)

So really, it insults me because having seen my pictures and clearly seen what I really look like (argh run away), the only possible explanation as to why they are "pursuing" me is to butter me up so I will fall madly in love with each of them and demand the government to let each man come and live with me because my life will not be complete without every single one of them.

I think it's time I start being subjective as to whom I accept as a friend on Opera.com.