Somedays, I really like silly things about myself.
That is probably the weirdest title ever, but I don’t really know how to put it.
Today is warm and pretty. I was wearing a tank top and a cardigan earlier but it is warm in my apartment so I took off the cardigan and then I caught a glimpse of my tattoo in the mirror. I don’t think about it often but that little glimpse of it made me happy in ways that I can’t exactly communicate to other people.
My hair is on the top of my head in a messy bun (again, my apartment is super warm right now) and that is pretty normal but today no pieces are falling down and my hair feels extra soft.
It’s the small things people. That is what counts for good days.
There are times when I hate being in my relationship, specifically because it is long distance. Tonight is one of those. I went and had margaritas with some friends and then, even thought they wanted to hang out more and i don’t have class tomorrow, I chose to come home and spend time talking to D, partially because when i am drunk i get flirty and affectionate. Only he didn’t tell me he had other plans. So now I am sitting alone in my apartment while drunk and it’s just fucking depressing.
These are the times I doubt the choices I make that put this relationship before other things.
My boyfriend went out with his friend. Unknowingly, he was going to a girls birthday party who last year (around this same time… we had just started dating) tried to kiss him, and who his best friend encouraged him to sleep with. Yeah, he’s a really great friend.
“Today marks the 38th anniversary of Roe v. Wade, the Supreme Court decision that protects women’s health and reproductive freedom, and affirms a fundamental principle: that government should not intrude on private family matters. I am committed to protecting this constitutional right. I also remain committed to policies, initiatives, and programs that help prevent unintended pregnancies, support pregnant women and mothers, encourage healthy relationships, and promote adoption. And on this anniversary, I hope that we will recommit ourselves more broadly to ensuring that our daughters have the same rights, the same freedoms, and the same opportunities as our sons to fulfill their dreams.”—President Obama’s statement on Roe v. Wade (via coketalk)
Frances Fox Piven is a distinguished professor of political science and sociology at the Graduate Center of the City University of New York.
At 78, she has taught several generations of students about how and why poor people don’t get a fair shake in the United States and how to increase their organizational power and encourage voter registration.
[Beck] accused her of being “an enemy of the Constitution” and an advocate of “violent revolution” and has listed her as one of the nine most dangerous people in the world.
Since he started to air these attacks, Piven has begun receiving death threats.
This is why anyone who explains Glenn Beck away as an “act” should stop doing so. People — his viewers — take him very seriously. What he considers “comedy” or variation thereof isn’t: it’s a call to action.
i want a rocket shot into space and i want it to release hundreds of tiny satellites into the sky that look like stars. and i want these satellites to go into formation to spell out “joseph birdsong, i choose you” (b/c satellites look like stars from the earth and i also want it to say my last…
This is getting to be a nightly thing and it is so annoying. I need to finish my spanish homework (ugh… and don’t even get me started on how stupid it is that the stupid Spanishlab thing ONLY will let me use Safari).
And yay, it’s snowing out (this is sarcasm). Ok, typically, I am all about snow. I rejoice in it’s lovely fluffiness. But the weather has been doing this whole almost 60 one day, snowing the next thing so frequently that my body has turned on me. And all snow means for me now is that I am still in this stupid city and that I still have to walk around and freeze.
For every 5 reblogs that this gets, I will donate $1 to the victims of the Pakistan floods from this summer and the victims of the earthquake also in Pakistan.
So, I really hate things like this. First of all, I doubt the person behind the post will actually do what is said, but I guess that is just because in general I do not trust humanity. Secondly, you should be charitable all the time, not just when you want some post on tumblr to get a lot of notes. Charitable people do not boast about it or broadcast it. I guess I just feel like if you can afford to donate to any cause you SHOULD because it’s right and not because a lot of people reblogged some tumblr post.
I kind of feel like I wasn’t really ready for college when I started. I am not sure that makes sense. I don’t regret the choice I made at all. I don’t even dislike it here, really. I just think I might have benefited from taking some time off. I have no idea what it is that I want to do and I am slowly, soul-crushingly working my way towards a degree that is basically pointless (no really… i’m an english major).
I think it might be beneficial to take a year off and work, maybe establish residency somewhere else. I think I need a goal to work towards besides just an end. I am not very motivated when I am just waiting for it to end so I don’t do my best work AT ALL.
But then again, I am in debt because of school. I am comfortable here. I have a routine and a pretty nice lifestyle that, in general, I really like.
I’m not going to pretend that D does not also factor into this. Saying goodbye all the fucking time kills me. It never gets any easier no matter how many times I do it. We are not perfect but I love him and it would be nice to get to see him without having to save every extra cent that I have or spending 10 hours flying across the country on a crowded, smelly plane.
I feel as if I graduated with an english degree, I would be looking at and applying for the same type of jobs that I am looking at and thinking bout possibly applying for now. Maybe if I work for a while, I will have a better idea of what it is I actually want.
I kind of just want to start asking everyone I know if they think leaving college now (or even at the end of this semester) would be the worst decision ever or what. (Mostly because I think my reaction to their answers would answer the question for me)