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Sunday, February 22nd, 2009
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I'm making this entry public. I know odd. I decided that I am who I am and I believe that there is no reason I should hide it. Besides I can always make it private or friends only later. heh. So it was my birthday last sunday and I'm feeling old. Lauren came and took Amtrak to visit me and spent the day watching me mope. It was really sweet. She made me the best birthday card I've ever gotten cause it defied the generic hallmark card messages I've grown to hate. She got me the coolest stuff too, which soo made my day to realize somebody actually remembers stuff I love, like a Moleskin journal like Picasso used and little Moleskin scat books. It was ironic cause she got me a Jonas brothers pencil case lol, and the other week @ ASHLEY's party, Kristin was talking about caboodle's (the pop out makeup cases from the late 80's early 90's) and the entire time I thought she was talking about banana seat bicycles orr pencil cases. And I mentioned I really wanted one of some kind. It's also hysterical and I'm going to love pulling it out in class. OHH and among the kewl things she got me was the BEST MOVIE EVER. "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind". Kate Winslet rocks with blue hair. It's funny its the first time I've ever seen a movie with a character that I actually related to. She says stuff like "yeah man" only she actually sounds hot unlike me where I sound stupid. She also speaks really fast and talks about evverrythiiing like it is deep and meaningful only somehow it still comes across as like something a stoner would say. I watched it like 3 times it is so my favorite. AND this year unlike many years my mom actually remembered my birthday! i was waiting all day for her to call and she did. She even got me a card of Ellen Page from Juno whom I totally love and my real brother Bob even texted me. Granted i reminded everyone a zillion times but still. The talking card says "you're, like, the coolest person I've ever met, and you don't even have to try" which I'm totally treasuring forever, I can't remember if my mom ever got me a birthday card before, but I do remember having a birthday party when I was little cause I have the tape on a A-Track video tape. heh. But every since I stopped living with my parents and went in foster care I remember horrible birthdays. It's like I had a curse where every year I would either get beat up or forgotten on my birthday. I remember when the Dumires got me a bible for my 16 birthday (which I did not appreciate) and I desperately wanted to go ice skating for some reason, but I spent the day waiting for one of my parents to call but they were going through a lot at the time and forgot. At the time i felt sooo sorry for myself like I had no one and Julie called them and told them off which made me embarrassed. But now I feel bad for feeling sorry for myself, cause in reality I was sooooo unbelievably lucky to have people that loved me and took care of me in my life. In some ways I think later living in the shelter and @ Julies and waiting to move into Missy's after I decided to leave Julie's, made me realize this. Even though at the time it was hard, I think I had pity for myself until all that happened and was able to see the tragic lives of so many kids. I saw children dealing with horrible lives, who had nothing, and noone in the world to care for them. I was so lucky to have people choose me to love, and all the people that took me in even if only for a night like Michelle, and in the end those people saved my life. When your a kid you try to rebel and push things as far as you can, I was such a nasty kid saying stuff like "you can't tell me what to do you're not my parents" and that eventually made me have to leave the Dumires. Now I feel so horrible for that, since I know now what sacrifices they made for me. I've seen kids in foster homes and I think I am the only person I've met who was the only foster kid in a home. I was taken into a family and taught what a normal family does, treated like I was their child, AND only in recent years did I find out that they did not receive any money for me since they lived in a different county, and only recently did I investigate my own files and find out how much they went through to get custody of me. It's a long process to become foster parents and they did so just to get me and I knew that they saved all the money my parents sent me for me, but I had no idea that they didn't get anything from children and youth. That is remarkable that a family would take me in, give me a room, food and clothes, and pay for everything for me. I know I would have felt guilty at the time since I used to be so embarrassed of being in foster care, but I almost wish I had known because I would have realized how amazing what they did for me really was and maybe I wouldn't have rebelled so much. I guess I'm noticing all the people I should appreciate. Lauren was only person I ever hooked up with totally sober. I haven't been totally clean since before I ever dated anyone! Granted i wasn't bad until the year before I stopped, which needed to happen for me to hit rock bottom, but I never really told anyone serious things about myself without making it seem like a joke. With Lauren I told her everything up front, almost as if I was trying to get it all out at once thinking that there was no way she could care about me. It's so hard for me to be serious with people I like. NEways, Lauren I blurted everything out to, all the horrible things I ever experienced and details I never told anyone before as if I couldn't believe she would ever care about me if she knew the things that had been done to me as well as the things I had done. Now though, I totally trust her. I finally realize that she only cares about what I'm doing now when it comes to judging me. That's an incredible thing. Lauren isn't my girlfriend, i screwed that up cause I blow everything out of proportion and reach conclusions that have no realistic bearing or factual basis, but I realized after she left on Monday that I am closer to her than I've ever been to anyone in my whole life. I've never met anyone that I opened up to like I did her. know I was living such a wild life for so long that no one was able to get through to me, but when you first get clean it's like you are just a dry junkie. I still don't know how to live, I don't know how to deal with my emotions and I don't know how to take care of myself and my life like I should yet. It's a tough process. They say when you start escaping with drugs that you stop growing emotionally. I think that's kinda bullshit but I do know that I am nowhere near my age with responsibility or emotionally. Lauren is the first person that I've actually ever been able to focus my emotions on. And that's even been hard. Anyway I guess I'm realizing a lot about myself and how incredibly lucky I am to have such a great friend like her, as well as all the wonderful people in my life. I know that no matter where she ends up (she is looking for a new job) or whatever she does with her life that I always want to be in her life in at least some way. she has had the most impact on me than anyone I've ever known. My great epiphany came after seeing a movie lol. "Smart People"-which I had never heard of and bought on a whim Friday simply cause it had Ellen Page in it and I had just gotten in a fight with Lochlyn when she came to Temple. We did talk now though and she says that everything will work out with the court case from the assault. I just want it to be over with and I want so much to not be harboring any bad feelings for anyone. I hate fighting with her, I hate that she knows just what to say to me to really hurt me and I hate that I'm in this situation let alone with a woman I lived with and loved. I hope it is over soon. Oh and Ellen Page should marry me, and the best quote from the movie is when her father calls her self absorbed and she says "I think self-absorption's underrated" hahah. Awesome. Ellen Page and Sarah Jessica Parker calling one another bitches makes for a good movie.
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Friday, February 20th, 2009
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"you are the buried penny at the bottom of the pool so I guess that makes me the fool diving deep for you I’ll stick you in my pocket all shiny, all precious, and all not mine a hidden, forbidden treasure baby, you’re the worst kind. cause underneath the surface, all things loom larger so I’m searching for your edges to fish you up, ship you up out of the water and you are that sweet wish that she’s thrown I would have caught you in the air, girl, had I known.
and now the space between these bodies surpasses the sum of its parts so I am crawling in-between these moments balancing words hoping I don’t get stuck. and I was just thinking ‘distraction’ now I’m thinking distraction’s a relative thing cause I was casually splashing and now I’m a casualty slowly sinking."- A.O
So I haven't been writing on account of the fact that I broke a ligament in my right hand...so typing is slow and I will say this, I hope I always remember looking at a piano longing to play it. It's like all I want is to be able to play the notes I hear in my head sometimes, the little songs I make up and hum to myself. It doesn't help that i have a keyboard in my living room and a piano in my loft upstairs and guitars in my room. However I CAN play some guitar, as long as it's simple strumming, very little finger picking right now, or plucking individual strings together (like in Blackbird) since I cant use my pinky and ring finger.
Anyway that will heal. The hand doc says it could be a lot worse and he thinks it will heal in time, that the chance of surgery isn't too likely.
Besides that I've been sad recently. I miss Matt. I miss having someone to share everything with. I can talk my face off to people but Matt's the only person that I get under the surface with, who i can talk to slow, and when somethings important the intense meaning just appears. I love just sitting in silence even with Matt. I have kind of stepped back from the group. I think after what happened in August I'm still holding back from being open with anyone. It all feels fake or forced. The only people I want to see are my old friends, my girrlls, and Lauren. She's the only person I've met in the past year that I want to continue knowing. Elise can't deal with me being a lesbian after we kissed, Miranda is weird everytime after I see her, I'm terrified Lochlyn will beat the crap out of me again, and Joe is kinda nuttsss, as well as Chris too. Lauren is pretty much one of a kind though, I've been waiting forever to meet someone like her. Maybe I like her so much since she's so different from me yet we both believe and like many of the same things. I dunno, for some reason I can tell this girl my deepest darkest secrets like theyre nothing, I swear she should be a psychologist hehe. OHH and wait I met this guy Rich on my birthday (last Sunday) at Murphs (a bar in northern lib) and hahah I was CRAZY that night. Poor Lauren. Rich is really cool he and I talked on the phone for hours the other night and then the night before last we went bar hopping and then watched Sarah Silverman at my loft.
Speaking of birthdays.... So I'm officially over the hill. I wanted to cry on my birthday so much. I didn't do the cake partying thing this year. Instead I had brunch with Lauren then just hung out and in the end went to the bar and she let me act stupid and kept me from jumping off a bridge. omg she gave me the BEST MOVIE in this cute tote of birthydayness "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" and I've decided I'm marrying Kate Winslet. I must say that allthough the day after my birthday was hard as it was obvious and undeniable t how behind I am in LIFE and how much I need to finish, when I first got up with Lauren, the morning was different. It was incredible how I felt, I never felt that close to anyone or anything before. When I look back on my birthday I will remember that morning, and thinking that I wish I could freeze everything and just stay there for a little while.
Sooo school is insane. I spent hours editing on Wednesday and lost all my files cause the program crashed before I backed it up. Luckily I've been working on my website so I'll post a link soon on my myspace.
Ashley and Christian have bdays the 28th....at least then I can complain to Ashley about our old age. lol.
lots of concerts coming up ill post them later.
My award show thing is Monday stupid school. The winners get research grants or monetary rewards. I'll be there so regardless I'm just hoping someone spikes the punch cause it's college I bet theres no bar. (note my main concern is the bar)
My brother asked my best friend from high schools little sister to marry him. Merrilee's little sister Trish. Weird. hah. Actually they have been together a long time and let's face it they love each other and have lived together a long time. He bought his first house at like 23, (and i mean bought as in paid it off, no down payment, he paid for the whole house so there is no morgage) which is incredible. Trish just finished college now, so I'm thinking if they decide to have kids I bet its soon. I gotta admit tho I never thought Bob would get married. Oh it;s funny -I have been out with my extended family since I turned 18 about but this wedding will feel weird. Normally when they see me somewhere and it's apparent I'm a lesbian my cousins just pretend like whoever I'm with must be like my best friend or something. And my Aunts too. There are only a few people that really are comfortable with it. I guess for me it's gonna be Bob and Trish's day I dont want to take any of the attention away from them. ya know?
anyway what i would doo forrr dry sheets, ice cream, jelly beanssss Three of my favorite thingss....
I'm a robot but I want to be an i-pod!
vegan cheesesteak= bread
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Tuesday, December 9th, 2008
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I miss lauren. Her smile her laugh the way she challenges me. But most of all I miss that last kiss.
I can't even listen to My number by T+Sara.
if i saved you from drowning promise me youll never go away.
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Thursday, October 9th, 2008
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Today was so hard. I can't get over it. I dont know what to think.
I want to paint a memory that is just I want to remember the past the way it was in my head. I want to grow with myself and my life and I'm trying..im trying so hard yet I dont have it right yet and I want to so much.
I am clean and good and people around me smoke pot and if that makes me fail my test I won't know what to do with myself. I've done better now that I ever have and thats wonderful but in some strange way that makes me feel sad. SO many people missed this person I am now.
I think some of you out there will understand what i mean. If they ever read this but still noted.
They say you've had the rest of me now have the best of me. This is the best of me. SO FAR> and im not satisfied. This isn't as good as I can get but it's pretty good.
It's like all the things I hate about myself come out. i want to be someone that people see as a good person. I want to be good enough and I am starting to think that I'm never going to reach that. I'm hopeful though and trying, always trying. I'm trying. it's important. Lauren has been so great through all this supporting me and helping me to see what a good person I can be. I just want to shine. I want that light thats coming back in my eyes to shine so bright everyone can see it and so I no longer look like my old self. Without her I would not have made it through this.That means the world to me. When she showed up at the hospital this weekend cause of my infection in my jaw from getting attacked in the face and thrown against the brick wall i took a deep breath and was safe. I was so scared, they were telling me they were preparing me for surgery and I was so scared of dying. Sorry I havent told anyone its just I freak out about stuff like this and tend to either not say anything or pour it all out and its excessive. But I see the surgeon tomorrow and will know what they are going to do and when.
In other news I look like I should be in tegan and sara. My hair I mean. Not so red anymore which I dont know what to think. So much change all at once. im looking like that album cover if it was you. The one on the right. Without Matt, aka my Mackie I would not make it. Lochlyn was my best friend it's so hard to go through all this medical stuff that is happening and not have that. But I'm making it. Maybe Lauren is right and I am strong. She calls me strong. I want to believe I am. She makes me think I'm worth something no matter what, and that no matter what i do I deserve to be loved.
All I gotta say about that is hummas.
Matt left for a booty call. Horsham tomorrow.
Saw Bruce Springsten (i cant spell his name and im so not spell checking for it) at the Obama rally saturday and Rusted Roots which I gotta admit was a pretty awesome concert. I've been to the japanese house in fairmount park and to the zoo and to this amazing piano concert Rachel Y the other week and this awesome art show gallery opening and world music night and the best was the butterfly exhibit at the academy of natural science. So i've been busy until the infection was bad and when I have good days I try and do stuff. Theres so much out there I want to do.
Me and law and order and animal planet have a date. Sorry sisters you can wait. Ashley I miss you. Where is my 234 328083283049 dollars from vegas? eh ill wait for a check. hahah. I love you. Heres to walking in memphis cause im blaring it. Only you understand that. And I still never know what old yeller died, but it still makes me cry.
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Blind pople have an unfair advantage at Marco Polo. I'm not sure if this totally not politcally correct to say but its true.
A pen and a piece of mind is all that I need to find to document this mess of miscommunication I'll seal it in a letter and hope you can find the time So I ask myself "Self, are there more sides to this story?" The corners of this triangle are skewed and confused....
I love Houston Calls. I'm sad. Hospitals scare the hell out of me. I'm afraid of surgery in in my mouth my jaw is messed up cause of what happend with my ex.
I'm being a needy girl. I hate that. what is up with that? I really need a hug. this is harder than I thought. I did something I was really proud of myself for.' I said no. in a big way. But suddenly i feel like I have no right to be proud. I should have done that all along. Cheers to not smoking pot in forever now or anything else. And screw off to the jerks who do it around me if they get me in trouble I'll be so mad.
I'm lonely. I need a pickle. and some chickpeas.
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Monday, September 15th, 2008
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SO maybe my heart is stronger than I thought. I'm trying really hard at well everything. School is intense. I didn't realize how going back to a complex busy schedule after this summer would be so difficult.
So the infamous L is great. Again I'm trying really hard to be a good friend to her. It's amazing how someone can give off a persona and you see them one way and then find out they are so much more intricate than youi'd ever imagined. It's a beautiful suprising thing. Honesty is something I'm new at and I think I've gone a bit overboard but in the end it's worth it. I'm just trying to understand and get to know her because I've never enjoyed someones company so much. And Matt even likes her. Thats awesome. I've never been able to be there for someone and I really want to with her. She called me strong and to which I said I'm not strong just brave. But maybe I am atronger than I give myself credit for. The bravery thing has been good and bad...kinda lead to my downfall. I always said fake it until you make it. Maybe thats because I didn't know who I was...but I'm learning..and I'm trying really hard to give myself some credit even thouogh I've made alot of mistakes. I guess I had to learn from them so it's all a process.
Speaking of Matt he left for Norway today. I'm very upset about this. I am alone here in philly and its hard. ASHLEYYYY when you get back call me if you read this thing anymore.
It's so hard to be alone. I want a mcdonalds coke. They have the correct amount of syrup and carbonation that it works the best. Maybe some fruit snacks.
I got offered drugs the other night and for the first time ever said "Hey I don't do drugs" and well it was true. Kinda awesome.
In other news, I have been liberated. I will post more for friends only but WOW. HOLY SHIT WOW. I opened up and when I did I kinda just went all out. WOW. There are no words to describe it. I'm talking after-wards I spun around in circles dancing in the rain looking up at the sky, sure that life has some kind of meaning and although I'll never comprehend it, I was amazed. I have tried to re write this part a few times and wow does it best. And its not what you'd guess by reading this....in fact Matt stopped dead in his tracks when I told him. But thats not the important part. The important part is that I felt free, tears even. Spiritual. Just FECKING wow.
Floating,. Dreaming of day dreaming. I want to roll down a hill and run through the streets screaming. But in a good way. Today I am proud of myself. I think Julie just might have been right. I am gonna make it. I'm doin it. like ani says I am 32 flavors and then some.
cheers. love and other indoor sports- CARE
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Friday, September 12th, 2008
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heartbroken. Ashley is the best btw. My savior. and Ali the infamous one of course who I am forever in love with for saving me so many times.
Well I havent done anything bad in the longest time i think since I ever began getting into trouble. I haven't smoked pot in so long its scary.
I ran into Julie.... odd how after not seeing someone for so long, after the inital akwardness passed we sat with coffee and it was well amazing to see her. Weird how she looks the same to me as if I had only seen her yesterday.
Mackie, aka Matt has been there for me since Lochlyn attacked me. (yeah I got assulted by my ex and its a long story but she saw me kissing someone else and had every right to be angry but broke my tooth and sprained my arm and gave me a concusion.) I put her through hell though so I feel like I pushed her to the edge. But I know in my heart that there is no reason to ever hurt someone like that. Just kills. She is such a wonderful person and its so hard because I miss her...she was my best friend.
Everyone knows I'm intense. BUT last night it got my heart broken again. I thought I was liberated at last...long story but I ended up getting hurt again. Hurt bad.
ANyone know anything about salutes on myspace?
Ashley is in Vegas wining me money and Matt is headed to Norway. So I'm totally alone in this city. Ali and I are at a meeting now up in Quakertown then I gottta take pics of gays for school. Super fun.
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Saturday, September 6th, 2008
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Saturday, January 19th, 2008
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so i can't sleep. sitting here on the bank of this canal miami never seemed so cold we're running out of time while i've already tried to make you mine
among the palm trees could be covered in snow i'd miss your warmth
amoung these faces these bullshit relations ive come to ignore
burnt out again so this is life full of shit and strife i'll wait awhile for you to come if you wait awhile until i'm done
so heres the plan waiting for my plane again its the same as before i wanted faith but i knew id just get heartache longing for you always you
so this is how i try and make things right why then do i put up a fight you know i'll never win my wont wont stop running full speed ahead stuck between my lines and lies waiting for you to be mine you got me like that
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Tuesday, January 15th, 2008
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im sitting here with accupunture in my ear..... supposed to relax me but all i can think about is comming home and seeing lochlyn. its so hard. I miss everyone soooooooo stinking much its unbelievable.
My new friend Ashley has been the best. she inspires me becuse she is going into treatment long term and really wants to be clean so much its amazing. I've never met someone so determinied to make it before, so set on recovery. It helps. It's so nice to bond with a group of women. it reminds me that women have been sitting in circles talking for hundreds of years..
I want some soup. really bad. now.
I wonder where my old friends are....how are you guys??? does anyone read this anymore? I dont care if anyone does this is for me now but i would love to hear from some people..i wish i had everyones numbers so if you are out there and have mine send me a text or give me a call so i have yours. ALot of people are angry at me and i cant blame them. i messed up alot. then i dissapeared. But I didnt want anyone to see me until i had alot of clean time. Which now I do. So maybe in time I'll earn some trust and respect back.
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Monday, January 14th, 2008
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So guys, the inevitable has finally happened. I gave up. When the semester was over, amazingly enough having made it thru some classes I left, got on a plane and went into sober living.
Life is unbelievable. I have the most clean time I have ever had, meaning without pot or alochol either. I keep thinking of kristin believing in me and it keeps me going. That and the love Lochlyn gives me surpasses everything and holds me together out here.
I had to sell my jetta to afford this treatment and with acupunture getting off the methadone was horrible. I have never been so sick in my entire life. I can't believe how incredibly painful it has been...if I had known I might have never done it.
It's been forever since I've gotten high but the methadone was killing me slowly. My breathing was alwyas messed up, I stopped skateboarding, playing the guitar, doing the things that make me cool.
and i am cool. im fucking rad.
ashley if you are out there, i miss you so much. Melissa, you too. i do not have anyones phone numbers, i erased my phones memory in entirety. I needed to do so, to start over in a way.
I'm comming home in a week or so and everything is different in my life. I've set up a completly different lifestyle and its going to be hard for awhile, but im thrillled to be alive again. I feel like im a kid again, the old me, the me i thought i'd lost and could never find again. cheers to that and to being clean. squeeky clean. lets just hope all my health is getting better too and zen willing It will be.
I love everyone. I miss everyone. more soon.
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Tuesday, February 13th, 2007
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i just found out that THE APPLES IN STEREO will be at the NORTH STAR BAR this friday night. the 16th. WOOOOO
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME.
(My birthday is thursday the 15th.)
this will be a rad show. how cool is it that i was excited to buy their new cd today and now I can see them Friday for my birthday?!!!!
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These are things and thoughts from various readings for my Gender in the Mass Media elective I'm taking where ironically I believe I am the only lesbian..at least that I could tell..it's actually alot of jock guys who signed up late and all the classes were full, and some feminist writers. I mean like say you are a writer and actually opinionated about gender issues..as a good journalist you should not write about things you are too involved with because your intellectual integrity could be questioned because of your obvious bias. Journalists can't belong to organizations like the Human Rights Collation or Campaign, you can't be on the board or anything...not if you ever want to write abouit that topic..no outside affiliations. So it makes sense that it wouldn't be full of gays, or taught by a homosexual, but still i thought there would be more cute girls than just ME. of course heh.
From "The HAPPY HOUSEWIFE" BY FRUEDAN IN 1963 COMPARING MAGAZINES ADDRESSING WOMEN AS AN AUDIENCE
The author discusses the feminine mystique. She put this quote from a editor at like "Women's Day" magazine from that time period: "Our readers are housewives full time. They’re not interested in the broad public issues of the day. They are not interested in national or international affairs. They are only interested in the family and the home. They aren't interested in politics unless it's related to and immediate need in the home, like the price of coffee. Humor? Has to be gentle, they don't get satire. Travel? We have almost completely dropped it. Education? That’s a problem. Their own educational level is going up. "
Even a so-called positive perspective from that time :
"The American woman is winning the battle of the sexes. Like a teenager, she is growing up and confounding her critics...no longer a psychological immigrant to the man's world, she works rather casually, as a third of the U.S labor force, less towards a "big career" than as a way of filling a hope chest or buying a new home freezer. She gracefully concedes the top jobs to men. This wondrous creature also marries younger than ever, bears more babies and looks and acts more feminine than the "emancipated" girl of the 1920's or even 30's Steelworker’s wife and Junior Leaguer alike do their own housework"
That made me laugh. hope chest. haha. A third of the labor force. Thats interesting back then...allthough what they considered a job then, well some of the jobs they considered jobs then, are not taxed employment in today's standards.
Freudan says "I have helped create this image. I have watched American women for fifteen years try to conform to it. But I can no longer deny my own knowledge of its terrible implications. It is not a harmless image. There may be no psychological terms for the harm it is doing. But what happened when women try and live according to an image that makes them deny their minds? What happened when women grow up in an image that makes them deny the reality of the changing world?"
This is the real mystery: Why did so many American women with this ability and education to discover and create, go back home again (after women had broke out into the work force during the war), to look for 'something more" in housework and rearing children? For, paradoxically, in the same 15 years in which the boundaries of the human world had widened, the pace of world change had quickened, and the very nature of human reality has become increasingly free from biological and material necessity. Does the feminine mystique keep American woman from growing with the world? Does it force her to deny reality, as a woman in a mental hospital must deny reality to believe she is a queen?
Does is doom women to be displaced persons, if not virtual schizophrenics in our complex, changing world?
I thought this and many other things I won't address in here because everyone has their own opinions and I don't want to be pushy, I just found this interesting and wanted others to see it. However its inspiring to read things like this post from time to time to remember how far women have come in so few years. It is also important to remember that equality has still not come to pass, and we should not stop and think we have it "good enough".
It is also interesting to think about feminism today. After going to the Women's March the past election year I realized so many women think we have equality and that feminists are being pains and draining society's time. If you ask a woman on the street if she feels she has equal rights most women in America say yes, when it is not so. I believe this is because of the other more pressing problems in our country and the fact that women still have it horrible in so many parts of the world. Those people feel thats where our efforts should be spend. And I believe they should, but it should not be forgotten here, and 2nd and 3rd wave feminism MUST exist. As society changes, the role of feminism must change with it.
In this class we literally count the bylines of women reporters and count and compare different American newspapers. I look at the exact number of women writers, of women's issues as focus of stories, and most interestingly, women sources. The way men are used for political and research sources, while women are shown as opinionated and sentimental is overbearing and obvious. Embarrassingly enough for me it's something I, someone who reads the paper daily, never even considered a issue. My eyes are opened. Check it out for yourself.
Note:USA Today, who uses many associated press wire copy stories rather than having actual reporters on staff, seems to have a much broader scope of stories and uses women almost twice as much in all occasions that I observed. This can be attributed to many things, including the fact that the associated press has more women. Also, The New York Times, makes a much more prominent effort than the "Inky" sure does to use women as intelligent sources. They seem to understand that women are part of their target auidence, as we do make up half the population after all. And last thing, when looking at broadcast t.v news, this trend is far more problematic and widespread.
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This usual subway ride, is not. And as its dragging me away from that feeling that rings like home- It's becomming obvious how utterly alone- I have become..and am becomming.
Each stop takes me further and further away.. By Fairmount I am lost.
And I'm quiet amoung the chatter- Im seperate from that same conversation- from those bullshit relations- Where you'd give you name- some random facts about yourself- that halfhearted attempt to depict yourself and get to know someone on the cattle cars underground.
However, This ride- This time- is intertwined with a theory, a basis, and I amoung these many faces- have come to this understanding- But I'll be handing it off to the next guy on the landing that passes by, heck, maybe he'll have better luck with it than I..
So I walk out over the grates with the trains below, I'm full of awnsers to questions that only I seem to know. And the trombone player at locust, playing for change and to pass the time- Has never seemed so brillant.
And I walk onward, I dont turn and look back, since I allready know what I'd see and how I'd react.
welll this poem i wrote years ago. I am taking a creative writing poetry class to finish my minor in english and I need 20 pages of poetry i've written that i consider unfinished. I consider that unfinished. I just went through my life journal about 5 years back...back before I had this journal when I was cherryberry amoung other names. I remember someone special telling me they liked this poem and it the poem didn't mean so much to me as them saying they liked it. Me calling the subway a cattle car for people. Maybe I can fix it up. Maybe i'll post another. Nobody tell me im deep or not deep. im not trying to be anything. I just wrote a poem and want to see it.
ATTENTION" Ali Ramsey"... What'dya think?
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Monday, February 12th, 2007
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(WHICH is because I have not finished my rave review I am writing about it for hopefully the paper..we will see..secretly i want to scream at everyone to love it and make copies but i gotta be impartial. I will say that when i bought it I drove right to frozen Lake New Galena at Peace Valley Park for those who know to know, and listened to the whole thing. Track 7 and 5 are the best. Love the piano. I can't believe she gets better with age. and woahh,,anyone seen the cover? and the inside jacket? Check out the lacy clothes...wink wink
HERE ARE THE NEW RELEASES FOR FEBRUARY 6TH!
ok ANYONE rememeber me listening to Apples In Stereo off the hook because of a one MISSY HAINES? (my very first roomate and music inspirer of all time) Well the first band to coin the term indie is back....!!! I have read several reviews, this is the best written one. I have only heard the tracks available online for free cause I ordered the album but it has not come yet. I am excited. If anyone wants it, let me know to copy it. The apples could care less.
THE APPLES IN STEREO - NEW MAGNETIC WONDER 'New Magnetic Wonder, the Apples in Stereo's return after a five-year hiatus, is one of their best records in a career made up of consistently fine recordings. What they have delivered is a crisply recorded set of bouncing rockers, sweetly strummed ballads and vaguely trippy mid-tempo tracks that are full of hooks, melodies and goofy fun. Over a base of solidly rocking bass, guitar and drums (as well as Robert Schneider's reliably chirpy vocals), the band and their cohorts (the credits read like an E6 who's who including Jeff Magnum of Neutral Milk Hotel, Bill Doss and W. Cullen Hart of Olivia Tremor Control and John Fernandes, who has played clarinet with just about all the E6 bands) create a rich soundscape of Mellotron, backing vocals, percussion and vintage keyboards that envelops the record in a warm and lush haze at times and fill it with sunshine at others. The Apples successful return to the indie scene should be hailed with a hearty embrace (and a tear for the departure of drummer Hilarie Sidney whose two contributions to the record, Sundial Song and Sunday Sounds, are quite nice) for anyone who likes their pop silly but intelligently played and arranged. Welcome back, Apples!' - Tim Sendra, All Music Guide ***GET A FREE EP WITH YOUR PURCHASE. THIS IS AN EP THAT YOU CAN ONLY GET AT SELECT INDEPENDENT RETAIL STORES*** (This part is only for SIREN RECORDS in DOYLESTOWN)
BLOC PARTY - A WEEKEND IN THE CITY From the post-post-punk of their early EPs to Silent Alarm's sprawl of sounds and ideas, Bloc Party has never shied away from reinventing their music. They continue to evolve on A Weekend in the City, an unashamedly ambitious, emotional album that builds on where they've been before but still feels like a departure. They make the earnest, anthemic sound that was on the fringes of Silent Alarm the heart of A Weekend in the City, and it works remarkably well. A Weekend in the City revolves around Kele Okereke's thoughts on life in 21st century London; in his eyes, it's a few highs and moments of belonging, surrounded by a lot of loneliness and disappointment -- not to mention racism, homophobia, and religious hypocrisy. On A Weekend in the City, Bloc Party is sadder, wiser, and more heart-on-sleeve than ever. This album isn't as brash or immediate as the band's earlier work, but its gradual move from alienation to connection and hope is just as bold as Silent Alarm, and possibly even more resonant. -Heather Phares, All Music Guide
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Sunday, January 28th, 2007
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It's Saturday and now you've got the fever"
Sir Howie Day.
like ahhh.. in screaming. more like aww but not sad. like ehhh but not boring. ah forget it.
Yeah so school is killing me already. Not having enough money for my one book or even to buy food was tough until the check came. I had to sit in the library to read the chapters required for a quiz and i had to bouce a check to get eye-wear, protective goggles that are not only a fashion statement but I thought prolly important when working with chemicals. hah.
I've been sad alot. Maybe its the winter, maybe its just me still, maybe its from having a head cold but I'm so anti social lately and just hang out in my apartment. My sleep cycles are weird too..either I'm sleeing all the time way too much, or I can't sleep at all because i'm anxious. I'm going to see someone about that tho, and with school every day it helps so ive just gotta pull through this. I hate that i keep my head down now, that im not so hyper or full of energy or with things to say.
It's like at what point do I know when I'm being myself? After the dust settles I realize that I don't even know myself and the parts iI did know, I never really liked. I messed myself up alot and this is the price. Also facing reality when you've been living in a dream world is gonna bite.
And boy does it bite. HOWEVEEER I as TIME PASSES.... I've been learning alot about myself and amtying to regain faith in well, even simply just people. I have made a few of my friends close friends again which is cool, they all redecorated my apartment and made it really awesome. The way it was redrun is cool beacause it shows they really know me and what i like. I've been getting better at skateboarding..allthough now its starting to be too cold for even me out there. Time for indoor skate parks. I've been hanging out with my brother's (my real big brother Robert) friends. i dont know how he would feel about that. hummm. any thoughts? he is just so protective.
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Friday, January 12th, 2007
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Some people with whom you leave messages with actually call you because they know you need advice. Those people/well person really rocks. Rocka. Especially when you don't deserve it and haven't spoken in months. When those times happen, my whole day has a brighter outlook. Thanks you- Really.
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Christian is staying with me for the week. He left Chuck and had nowhere to go. Now I'm barely holding myself together, so I cannot be of much help to him. However I can offer him a warm bed to figure his stuff out. I told him he could stay here before school starts. Once school starts I need to buckle down even more and keep myself together.
I heard something last night that upset me. I kinda freaked out at first and then thought about it and realized I knew the people better than that. How like me to jump to conclusions. I'm glad I realized that quickly. Besides its none of my buisness. I just really want to earn my friendships back, alot of them I lost because of my behavior and all the crazy wild life I was living and stuff I was doing. I wasn't a friend to anyone for a long time and I realized it takes a long time to even think of trusting someone again. Regardless of anything that happens with them, even if it were true what I had heard, my getting involved would only make it harder to accomplish what I want so much, to get my friends back. And thats what I really want. I miss hagning out with them and knowing people and having people really know me. I had never had friends like that.
Anyway...Christian is in my bed sleeping in. Hope he gets up early soon. I want to take him to the gym at school. Hopefully I can convince him. I think the hot tub will do it.
Thie past week was ok. I had a fever the one day but other than that it was fun. Wanted to go snowbaording but bear creek and spring mountain were closed cause of no snow so we went ice skating instead. It was a crack up. Tonight I think Christian and I along with Anthony and Kene are going to the moving. I want to see the Holiday but i guess thats a chick flick or something..because we are going to see that movie aboui the kidnapped kid, "stolen boy" I dont recall the movies exact title. AnyHOO off for my day.
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Friday, January 5th, 2007
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SOOO much work. AHHH. I would like today to be a lazy day where i could lie in bed and order food and watch the simpsons on my computer but nOOOOONOOO NOO., Today I must fix stuff with school fix my bank account call 4546664049494 people for reasons i dont feel like writing. including my gym membership to my dentist.
I dont know about my new clothes. I mean like Matt loves them and Cole but like i find that i'm only wearing them around them. (I know this is a really superficial paragraph, but yeah i like when thats the worst of my problems..what to wear hahha) SO back to the point. I think i like my wanna be hipster grunge old school 80's some izod or le tigre everyday. I like my old belts that are falling apart. And so far people have liked me. My new stuff all from american eagle which i like dont get me wrong..but i dunnnoo..i guess you'd have to see me to understand. I look very normal, kinda cute acutally..very girly..they wouldnt even let me look in the mens department. hah, It's just not me. I wonder who would like it...prollly everyone but me. Maybe it just takes some getting used to like everything else in my life.
I need some new friends. Some who wake up before noon. I feel like every day I just sit around or run errands until the rest of my world wakes up. And I know that my old buddies are at work trying to escape on myspace allready by ten am. HERES the thing. Ok I meet new people, but I dont know how to act. Im so used to hiding behind these masks, pretending I was fine when obviously not, and I dont know who i am. There are all these akward silences now..weird moments..ya know? I never had that before..I'm supposed to be outgoing and overly friendly..right? maybe i just talk too much.. Maybe I never gave anyone else the chance. Anyway so its back to first grade friendships for me.
I think i deserve some FDR today. I hope I face the cold with not too many clothes. Hey I bet if i go there now, I could have it all to myself. MUAHAHHA.
I LOVE MY IPOD. OMG. it makes my life., it is so great. I am always smiling now. its seriously the greatest. I look really weird but I could not care less.
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Wednesday, January 3rd, 2007
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As soon as school ended and Christmas was over I drove with Matt's boyfriend Dan to New Orleans with him and puppy. over 20 hours. It was insane. That drive is so hard and when your with someone you dont really know it was awkward. But some drive through records samplers saved the day I needed that kind of road trip. Luckily I flew back though.. Matt had to stay in Philly a extra two days so i was alone in N.O while dan worked. I took a bus to the French Quarter..he lives like right there..to Burbon street and had so much fun alone getting to know myself. I went to all these live jazz places and met the best lesbian couple ever and we bar hooped and they showed me around. I love the southern music. And the Jazz.
So On Bourbon Street. In the French Quarter on New Years Eve two days later was INSANE. Everyone drinks Hurricanes..ew. The bars never close. And you can walk around outside drinking anything it doesnt matter. I love the balconies...I wish I could post more picutres on here because i wish my friends could see the way the gay people dress down there..oh man its weird.



All the gay bars, like The Pub, OZ, Good Friends are all right around there. They have many more gay bars that Philly and N.O is so much smaller it's weird. I met an amazing girl..and lost Matt as a result but I had a good time. It's a shame she doesn't live within the same time zone. Not like I'm ready for that anyway.
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