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As per usual for my life, all my lobbyist stuff turned out to be far more stressful than I at first anticipated. And now it’s 10 o clock and we leave tomorrow and golden and i are currently still working on finishing what we needed to get done.
Tension is high, to say the least.
But hopefully after this, everything will work out and the world can be calm.
Anyway, good luck to us and everyone at KYA, and I’ll be back here on saturday. Although whether or not I post remains to be seen. Big day, saturday.
okiedokie I’d better go see what crisis is hindering us now…
until next time
I’ve been places.
Those places have just not been on the computer. I honestly use my computer maybe once a week these days. It’s weird. I’m only really on it now, because I had to update my ~spreadsheets~ for TLC attendance, because we just went to a thing.
A thing. I don’t really know how else to describe it.
It’s a thing we usually run, but this time we didn’t because we were letting a new group learn the ropes so they took the reigns and hopefully learned a bunch about how to run events.
It was also some of our new members’ first event, which is pretty cool. Sometimes I worry about needing to bring in more people and getting them as hooked on TLC as our current core members are, because once we graduate, unless a new generation arises, I’m concerned about the future of the council.
But the new generation will come along a take up the torch when the time comes. I don’t know why I’m speaking so far ahead; I’ve still got more than 2 years before they’re getting rid of me.
Ah, TLC. Also I just really needed some camp in my life. Camp-sickness is just a thing that happens, and honestly I’m a little concerned that it’s already setting in for me, seeing as it isn’t even winter yet. I have a long way still to go.
On another note, it’s been more than a month and I’m still living in the guest room. We are, however, making progress in fixing things back up. We have a new kitchen ceiling and wallpaper and a floor for the upstairs bathroom. We’re in the process of getting a kitchen floor, and we’ll start getting carpets this week. Finally. Things are almost back to normal.
I think I’ll miss this tiny little room…
Until next time…
We Need Feminism by Stacy Smith
Men are so self-important. They think that they can just take away all of our rights because they have a Y chromosome. Men blame all of their problems on women, yet they don’t even give those women enough power to make the kinds of decisions that would lead to our problems!
Men run the world. And the world is currently jank. Coincidence? No. It’s not. Maybe if men stopped oppressing us and actually started listening to us, we’d actually start fixing stuff. Or maybe we should just take men out of the picture altogether. They’ve had their time in power and they’ve messed it up! Maybe we should just seize control and see how THEY like being the minority when it comes to power. It’s time for our turn at the wheel. We can make better decisions.
I mean, who are the famous women people have heard of? You have Rosa Parks, a symbol of human rights, Mother Teresa, who was freaking awesome, and Susan B Anthony, who fought for women’s rights in the face of male oppression. And what famous men are there? Hitler? Stalin? REAGAN? Even our precious founding fathers were at fault! They say “all men are created equal” while they own hundreds of slaves. I mean come ON.
It makes you think. Why are men in charge? Why do men think that we are inherently weak? What gives them the right to ignore us? Why is this man-run world so unfair? It’s because men are evil. Men are irresponsible, hypocritical and not to be trusted. If we want something done right, we’ve got to do it ourselves. Women need to rise up. To unite against men. To obtain the powers we’ve been denied! We. Need. Feminism.
We Need Feminism by Clover
Each new week I spend working at camp, I meet a new group of girls with a new set of issues. A girl may come in on Sunday who is timid and quiet and afraid to voice her opinions, and by Friday she has no fear in speaking her mind and making herself heard. As a counselor, I get to watch my girls grow over the course of a single week. Over the course of their week together, these total strangers become friends and develop a level of trust unseen outside of the camp’s gates. These girls from completely different backgrounds and cultures manage to unite and accomplish amazing things.
They aren’t concerned with who looks the prettiest or who has the most expensive clothes. At camp, these girls are able to just be themselves. They all accept each other and learn to work with each girl’s strengths and weaknesses. These young women and girls learn to empower each other and, in turn, to empower themselves. Away from the pressures of society, they learn that they are important and what they have to say matters. They bloom into whoever they want to be; it’s a beautiful thing to witness.
At the end of the week, as we wave goodbye to the last of our campers, we think. Why can’t all girls have this opportunity? Why can’t all children, teens, adults, people feel that their opinions matter?
When I return home at the end of the summer, I find myself surrounded once again by a culture that degrades women and makes young girls think that they don’t matter. I return to school and hear girls slinging insults at each other because so-and-so got with so-and-so’s boyfriend. In the halls, I catch bits of degrading jokes and statements. And it makes me think.
Why can’t we all be as empowered as the girls I took on for the summer? We need to look to them to learn self-respect and confidence. We need to not allow ourselves to be walked all over, whether it’s by a guy or another girl. We need to find our strength. We need feminism.
(explanation in the comments)
So the college visits I went on last week were great, um I’ve been really fecking busy and am still not able to use my room.
Uhhhhh sorry for lack of being here..
Wow Kevin. You go, Kevin.
I’l try to blog more often, but we’ll just have to see how that goes.
Ha, I have not been blogging much. Oh well, I’ve been outrageously busy with real life. Updates on my life are as follows
- my house is still totally screwed up, but we might be getting some work done soon
- i will be going on college visits for the next few days, thanks to a conveniently located fall break. This short week has been… well… I’m just very glad it’s over now.
- i finished reading the brick. yup. so on top of that and finishing supernatural, I have very few goals right now.
-SPEAKING OF SPN, the season opener for season 9 was great and wow cas you are presious and also a little terrifying. also, coolest title card yet!
- also my father who loves to judge my brother and myself watched SPN with us (he has never even heard of the show before) and just got really confused and judge-y so he probably won’t try to watch it with us in the future, which is good
- I forgot to watch SHIELD last night
- i will do that shortly
-the huge NYC trip my orchestra was gonna take that I have seriously been looking forward to since 7th grade WILL PROBABLY GET CANCELLED.
- so that’s really upsetting
- my brother is at the dentist now… when is he getting back?
- I watched the first act of Wicked. with aaron tveit. thank you fates for bootlegs. I will probably finish act two tonight.
-happy lief erikson day
- there’s a car horn going off outside. that’s annoying.
-i hope that wasn’t my brother
okay bye guys, if you need me, I’ll be in the Carolinas!
(who am i kidding you won’t need me)
Phan regrets reading the brick.
Except not, it’s great but gosh diddly darn it, why does it have to be so freaking tragic?
I can’t deal with how emotionally mean it is.
I’m almost done.
What will I do once I’m done? What will my purpose be?
Will I have one?
Will it matter?
They’re all dead.
I’ve been looking forward to a thing for about four months.
And then it got cancelled.
But I’m not entirely sure that it was.
I have a mission, even if it means sneaking around and lying and a little B&E.
*sneaky spy music*
vive la high adventure
Suddenly Night Vale.
There was a story about Night Vale. And the anchor was interviewing the two creators and was fangirling because she’s also a huge fan and wow what a good day for public radio that was.
For whatever reason, I got home last night at 7:30, and promptly went upstairs and fell asleep fully clothed.
I slept like so for three hours, when I woke up, changed, and went back to bed. I awoke around 3 am feeling refreshed and ready for the day. However, seeing as it was 3 am, I went back to bed.
Upon waking up again at 6:20, I felt fabulous.
Who knew that sleep is actually really wonderful?
Also I got 100% on a spanish quiz today, so that hopefully brought my grade back up to an A.
Also I’m learning some bits and pieces of sign language from Golden and another friend who needs a name here. We’ll just refer to her as THE SWIMMER.
They both take a sign language class and teach me little things they learn. Little do they know that teaching what they learned to someone else will actually reinforce the knowledge in their brain. so by teaching me, they improve themselves, so it’s like a win-win.
I had a ton of sleep.
There are only 9 episodes.
There are only nine episodes.
This bad because I once I finish I will have to wait until 2014 for season 2.
But whatever it’s nice to have a show that only takes me a weekend.
Because I will hopefully be over it by the time I have to be surrounded once more by my peers who will not give a damn because they are my peers. (i mean there’s golden who I guess gives maybe a quarter damn because of george blagden, but that’s pushing it).
But anyway, it’s a fantastic show. Really violent and pretty graphic, but still a good show. Historical fiction always has been my thing…
Yea this is a really brief post because I’m waiting for this episode to load…
Gah crappy links.
there are not words
I finished Supernatural.
I feel like most people don’t understand my elation. The natural reaction is to be sad that they’ve come to the end and must now wait with everyone else. Then there’s me. I feel liberated.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the show, I’ve just been chained to it since February and I’m glad to be done.
It’s like reading the brick. Once I finish, I might be a bit sad that it’s done, but I’ll more so be elated that I can now read other books once more.
Time to chain myself to a newer, shorter show.
*goes and starts Vikings*
I shouldn’t be typing this.
I should be working.
But you know, after three solid hours of homework, I’m giving myself a break until dinner, whenever that may be. It’ll probably be in about 6 minutes, but hey a break is a break.
It’s rare that I have a lot of homework.
It’s even more rare that I have homework in all 5 (I don’t count orchestra as a class because there’s not really homework to be turned in) classes. I have as many as 3 things to do in some classes.
In math I had a few lengthy problems of homework (meh, took like 5 minutes) and a big math/art project thing which is kind of dumb but augh it’s just easy and time-consuming. Mine is Les Miserables themed. Shocker, I know. That project is taking up the majority of my time. Coloring is not my thing.
In AP World (commonly known to us cool kids as “WHAP”) I had to finish some notes due tomorrow (luckily I didn’t procrastinate on those and was mostly done by today) on Greece and Rome, as well as a related chart/worksheet/thing. And then I have been studying a map of Africa because we have these weekly geography quizzes and I’m already super good at geography EXCEPT FOR AFRICA. Give me a map of Eurasia, I’m fine. Azerbaijan? No problem, it’s by Georgia and Armenia. Iran is on top of Iraq is on top of Kuwait is on top of Saudi Arabia if on top of Yemen and Oman.
The struggle is real.
Who has even heard of Burkina Faso?
So I have to study for that.
In English I had a word root assignment and studying for a quiz, in chemistry we have a quiz on the first 20 elements tomorrow (which is actually really easy but whatever). And then I have something in Spanish. I’m not sure exactly what it is, because it’s in Spanish, but it’s basically some questions about an interview.
So that’s my night.
All my academics have led up to me rolling my eyes at the need to study while ripping my hair out over COLORING.
This is why learning is dangerous.
I keep a planner. Or an agenda, call it what you will, I use one. But the un-needed extra pages from the summer months annoy me because they are unused and that bothers me.
So I found a use for them.
What were once blank, boring pages now house The Drabbles. The Drabbles are a growing collection of random drabbles and bits of random things that I jot down while I’m bored in class but don’t want to haul out the brick.
Also writing in an agenda is genius, because NO ONE QUESTIONS IT. Teachers will just glance at you and say “oh, look at that individual, writing in her agenda. she must be so organized and responsible.”
Hey, I take praise where I can get it.
So the Drabbles.
I feel like they’re all vaguely disturbing (the first couple were written while/shortly after listening to some Night Vale, so the vibes are there.
Honestly, it’s just fun to have some ridiculousness to write.
I may eventually post some.
Most are honestly craptastic, although some have promise as… As whatever can come of a drabble.
I feel like I would do great as a humor columnists.
Some one hire me.
I need a job.