Well fine then!

I wish Snuffles and I were closer.

Sometimes I feel like the dog cares more about me than she does.

I'm sorry that the important parts of my day aren't as enthralling to you as the incredibly complicated plotlines on that p.o.s. tv show you love so much.

I'm sorry you only want to hear about my life when you can pass judgement and feel superior.

I'm sorry you care so much about feeling better than me that you stopped caring about me.

Sucks for you :P

Life Lessons

Finally, after 18 years, 10 months, and 26 days, I can officially ride a bike.

I think there are some life lessons that everyone should learn but I don't think there should be a timeline for those lessons that everyone should have to follow.

Everyone should know what rejection feels like.

Everyone should get dumped and have their heart-broken.

Everyone should get to see something so big it makes them feel completely insignificant.

Everyone should feel loved.

And everyone should learn to ride a bike!

Today, one life lesson was accomplished! Woohoo!

How could I forget to mention

The bicycle is a good invention

I love to LAUGH

I mean, really, truly laugh.

Can't breathe, can't speak, laughing.

It's the kind of thing that makes you happy, even when it's just for a few minutes.

The times I laugh the hardest, are often the times I have the most to worry about, isn't that funny?

Ev'ry face that I see is all wrapped up in frowns,

And unfortunately, it kind of gets me down

Laugh

'Cause the music's funny

Yeah, the bass sounds off-beat

Ain't that neat?

Laugh,

When you lose all your money

Or you can't find your shoes

To cover your feet

GAHHHHH

What the efff is the matter with me lately? Babe is getting on my nerves, I can't stop eating crap, and I actually started crying on the phone with my mom last night...in the lobby of the theater building...with other people around...in response to the question "How is everything?"

Nothing is actually wrong, everything is fine, at least...it should be.

I hate crying. I only do it when I feel incredibly weak and stupid. And doing it only makes me feel weaker and stupider. It's awful. I wish it never happened.

I can't make myself feel better.

Don't make it bad,

Take a sad song,

And make it better

I watched Dark Knight tonight...

and now I'm kind of afraid to go to sleep......

blech

'50s Sock Hoppin'

Dresses and Malts, a simpler time

I want to be artsy...and adventurous...and fun

I want to dress up in crazy outfits and run around campus taking snazzy pictures

Lets do it!

Proud Woman

"I punched him!" Me and Babe doing our scene for V-day.

Last Friday we put on our own version of V-day. Unfortunately not the actual Vagina Monologues by Eve Ensler, but we put together an impressive collection of poems, monologues, scenes, and even a song. I had the glorious opportunity to perform in three separate acts: An empowering slam poem by the amazing poet Mayda Del Valle entitled "To All the Boys I've Loved Before" (youtube it, her performance is incredible), a rather silly little scene about 12 year old girls and love with Babe (ridiculously fun and intended to lighten the mood between intense pieces) and an incredibly heart-breaking and difficult duet from the actual Vagina Monologues with Bella. All about genital mutilation and its effects on the individuals who suffer it, the duet was so difficult that I literally took out my contacts and left my glasses off so I wouldn't have to look anyone in the eyes while I spoke those words about pain and loss and being a woman in the worst possible sense. I cried. And for those of you who don't know, crying is one of my least favorite things in the world to do, let alone to do in front of people. The performance was so intense, even depressing I almost wonder why we did it. Why do we put ourselves and the audience through that kind of emotion? Here's what I've come up with as an answer:

We do these things because they're real. Because these are real issues that people need to deal with and figure out how to handle. Everyone's going to handle them in different ways but they need to be handled. Whether you join an organization or actively do something in your own community or others, or even handling these problems the world has in your thoughts and prayers, confronting and handling them isn't an option.