For a Moment I Accept Defeat

some months ago we had class elections, for the class representative, i know you may think that this is not a big of a deal but give me a chance, its worth your read....

what it meant to the outgoing

On this day the outgoing rep comes in and announces "i am resigning as the class rep and you need to choose someone else to do the job" being that we were moving on to a new year and a new semester all together among other reasons he presented to the class.
Some members of the class could not have been happier that this self appointed leader was hanging his boots, some could hide the excitement of the new opportunity that had presented itself, another lot was abit disappointed because his shoes were too huge to fill.And well some did not react, lets call them the ones who have misplaced their emotions. hehe. No joke.

Anyone who was interested was to just come up and say that they were and an election was to be done...a week later only one person has come up, this would mean that t candidate would go unopposed...
Yours truly who is all out to prove that women were superior than you guys, if you didn't know now you do, read the sentence beneath the tittle of this blog, let me spell it out for you... Sharing what i do with you, higher than the men in the food chain., you are welcome.

The day the lines were drawn.

There were only two people vying for that spot, Mr Man and yours truly.
We had to get people to vote for us, in a class of an average of 50 heads , the winner had to at least bad 26 votes or more.
I had my campaign team in hand, what? a girl had to do what a girl had to do.and so did Mr man and his team of pushers.
Shock was on me as the people i thought would be on my team shifted camp and i must admit my confidence was abit shaken, oh well at the end of the next day we would know who was what in class.

come election day

Now class was over, and if my memory serves me right it was time to vote. Before that we were asked questions by members of the class and i think that is where they got the idea for the presidential debate, hehe
the votes were cast.
Mr man. 5 Safeminist 4 and counting...
i imagined how nervous people in the general elections must be feeling in such moments.
final vote...... i smile.....

self confessions.

One of the class members pulls me aside "i did not vote for you Safeminist" "wow..okay so why are you telling me this?" "you know you are a beautiful lady and if you are a rep all the male lecturers will have access to your number and you never know how some of them will use it.." i was shocked that at such a day and age someone will not vote for a lady because of the notion that male species will make advances at her....what century are we in again?

I gave my saviour a pat on the back and walked....saviour because he thinks he saved me from trouble and a pat to emphasise that let us not be so driven by our fears.
i feared writing about this because i know Mr Man and company will see this and probably have a laugh but all the same.
Safeminist Diary has got to grow.


And OH.....i lost 36 to 11....not so bad for a start :)