And It's Over.

No, your eyes aren't fooling you; this a new post. How exciting!

Well, these past few weeks haven't been too exciting for me. School started in September and, as a junior, I "ought to get serious"! The most exciting news was my brother throwing a ball on my Ancient Greek teacher - and that only happened today!

Over these few weeks, I've been wondering about MSW. Considering the substantial amount of begging and pleading, I figured the trend had died down and people had simply stopped caring.

And this is what actually happened. Say hello to MSW 2011, Ceren.gk (and the runner-ups, for whom I don't give a shit).

Meh, honestly. I am underwhelmed. The winner seems basic enough to me. If anything, I'd love to see someone like Undamyumbrellla win; she's super original and fun albeit slightly batshit crazy.

So, how many people do you think voted for her in the final round?

The answer is 37,827. Or, at least, that's the number of votes. That seems kind of low to me. I mean, you can have only so many visitors, but Stardoll is a ginormously successful website, with more than 100,000,000 members worldwide -though, I am certain most of them have at least one spare account. Wouldn't that mean that MSW underperformed?

Can't say I complain, though. MSW is a piece of garbage that only reinforces sexist stereotypes and the bad kind of competition between young - and impressionable -  girls. Call me an annoying feminist, I don't give a shit. MSW is rubbish either way, anyway.

Britta Perry tyfyt.

First: Yeah, I changed the blog's layout again.

Second: The MSW store reopened.

Frankly, it's okay. There are a couple of interesting dresses, a few overpriced belts and some hideous pairs of shoes. Yet another mediocre clothing line, courtesy of Stardoll. As I am writing this very post, my eyelids are heavy from the immense boredom.

Then again, the store reflects MSW itself. I'll just leave it at that.

Oops, They Did It Again!

To be completely honest, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time.

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In the heat of the MSW competition, it looks like some may have gone a little overboard with the broadcasting system. We already knew that there are plenty of users in possession of a great amount of Stardollars, who abuse it, but, apparently, now with the month-long Covergirl competition MSW things are ten times worse.

I am on the fence about this. On the one hand, no broadcasts means no more desperate cries for votes - for now.  Plus, this will most likely mean that less than fortunate members, Stardollars-wise, will have equal chances at being noticed. On the other hand, this means that people will see this a chance to fill as many guestbooks as possible with relentless pleas, troll posts and, in general, unwanted bullshit And, of course, rare-lurkers collectors will miss out on a lot of great bargains.

All I can think right now is how grateful I am that this contest is only virtual. Imagine if Stardoll was, say, a big, international high school filled with rabid teenagers who aim to win the big prize; I know this possibility is dreadful.

The only reason why I would participate in such a travesty - I completely disagree with the concept that beauty and, in general, such shallow characteristics should be considered virtues - would be the 1000 Stardollars. Frankly, that's about it. I couldn't care less about fame, especially on a website. Even in my real life, I try to simply blend into the background. (Note, simply blend into the background, not change my views on certain matters just to feel part of a group.) Of course, fame seems to be the primary motive for most people, as usually MSW contenders spend hundreds of dollars in order to look appealing enough to deserve the prize - pathetic, in my opinion. 1000 Stardollars would roughly cover their expenses. So, what could it be that they desire so much? Perhaps a few friends? Doubt it. Probably, just to feel popular, envied, even desirable, in order to make up for the inadequacy of their own social life.

The question is, why does everybody else have to listen to your virtual moan about how a silly competition is your biggest dream and my bitterness is not letting you turn it into reality?

Sorry this ended up being another seemingly endless rant, but I was feeling inspired.

PS. The new Blogger is busting my balls right now.

UPDATE: Aaaand... the broadcasts have returned.