bucket list

i know what your thinking. another list, wtf. but it's not like that, i swear. as a writer i must explore all mediums and forms, and as you can tell i'm currently exploring lists and no capitalization.

anywho..

if i was ever on miss america (which, by the way, i would totally win), and the judges asked me what i would like to see happen in the world before my time was up (yeah, did that make you think of a microwave timer, or a third grade multiplication test?) this is what i would say:
drum roll please...

- I would like to see Rob Pattinson brush his hair. At first he looked sexy messy, and I gave him the benefit of the doubt. Now his hair screams 'brush me' on a good day, and 'i'm an alcoholic' on bad days.

and that's all i got.
at least i tried although the effort was minimal

on a different note, anyone watch american idol?


it's lovelovelovelovelove.
hey cougar kara, back off!

a rant.

Here's a list because I'm lazy lists rock.
Things that suck about growing up:
1. Meetings. I went to a board meeting today for the community college association, and it was so shitty. Not to mention there's this creeper that I've met at other leadership conferences who looks at me like I'm the little red riding hood to his big bad wolf. Not to mention the fact that these retards cannot do anything in a day, so tomorrow's part two. whooooo hoooo
2. Responsibilities. All of them. WTF man, I actually have to write in my planner because I have so much to do, and if I don't do it then I'm going to be held accountable. Accountability sucks.
3. I'm tired alllll the time. This may be because I stay up all night reading, but I'd like to think it's because I'm growing up.
4. I HAVE NO TIME TO READ ANYMORE. I love books. This makes me sad :( it's weird that I still have time to watch television.
5. People expect me to actually know what the eff is going on in the world. Leave me the eff alone man, all I'm thinking about is how much I miss my bed.
6. You can't take naps without looking lazy.
7. Responsibility. Did I already say that? My bad.

wahhhhh :( i miss middle school.
wait. no. i hated middle school because that's when i went through this particularly embarrassing ghetto phase that I will be sure to blog about later.
i miss last year when I didn't do student government, and i didn't have meetings, and i didn't give a flying f)(#* about the world.
but then again i don't.
i guess it's just one of those weeks months days.

admit it, you love me anyways

hello world!

i'm sorry, school has gotten the best of me. there are three weeks left in the term, which is a little early to be playing catch up since i usually wait until finals week, but I have been unusually lazy busy this term.
The way I see it there is an entire world waiting to be saved, and doing my oceanography homework is not going to make a damn difference.

(Never take oceanography. I wanted to be a marine biologist when I was in third grade. Now I wish I could go back in time and choke myself.)

So here's a list because lists are a cop out good way of exploring one's identity...

Things I do that I would never admit anywhere but on the internet:

1) I sleep with my light on sometimes because I still think there's a monster under my bed (weird. i know)

2) Sometimes I talk shit about my friends (What? Everyone talks about everyone.)

3) I argue for the sake of arguing (sometimes I even argue when I know I'm wrong.)

4) When I say something brilliant in class I repeat it in my head all day (Word for word.)

5) I google people in my classes sometimes. And not in a stalkery way (The things you can find out on the internet nowadays...)

6) I walk like I'm hot shit, but secretly I'm absolutely terrified that I look like an idiot

7) I eat mac and cheese with ketchup. (Don't knock it till you try it.)

8) I hate being alone in my own head. It's absolutely terrifying.

9) I always thought life would be easier if I was a slut/partier/slacker stoner, so even though I talk shit about people like that, a small part of me secretly envies them

10) For some weird reason I automatically assume that every guy that looks at me wants to marry me. (Yeah. I'm not going to add on to this one...)

11) I develop romantic feelings for book and television characters. Like Prince Jonathan from the Song of the Lioness series. Or Damon Salvator (droool) from Vampire Diaries (I'm sure you now know why I would never tell these things to a soul. They'd put me in an asylum!)

any quirks of your own?

<3

long past due

when you make the conscience decision to become aware, there is no turning back.
once you open your eyes and see how ugly the world is, you cannot squeeze your eyes shut and beg for the sweet mercy of ignorance because the images of what you have seen have imprinted themselves to the back of your eyelids, and you will never be innocent again.

word.

the fight for social justice is a long, hard, often unrewarding one.
i'm burned out, but i still i fight.
invisible children and the dream act are my current projects.
it's hard work, but like ani difranco said: I have something to prove, as long as I know there's something that needs improvement, and you know that everytime I move, I make a woman's movement.