I’m a mushroom! I’m a blue mushroom!
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Today anti-protest ordinances were passed here. So if you wanted to gather on the sidewalk with a group of people with signs without getting a permit from the city, you should probably do it in the next ten days before they go into effect (unless you want to be arrested and issued exorbitant fines.)
Today was also my first day of classes. I love the beginning because my classes seem interesting and the work seems do-able. In the words of New Found Glory, “it’s all downhill from here…”
Tonight I am making vegan brownies for a boy who probably doesn’t even like me. Desperation ftw!!
And kind of started crying.
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Today, for the first time in my life, a boy I had not previously met gave me his number and told me we should have coffee sometime. (Yes, I’m pathetic, let’s move on.)
I wanted to highlight that this event has happened at a point in my life after:
- I stopped wearing make-up
- I stopped shaving
- I gained back most of the weight I had recently lost
- I cut my hair short and tie it back most of the time
Patriarchy, gender roles, and our sexist culture: U MAD?
I feel like I have so much to do this week I literally don’t have time for it all. I know it’s hard to believe (in fact I myself find it hard to believe) but I have all my final projects/papers on top of regular schoolwork, volunteer work which is usually 10-15 hours a week, work work which is also 10-15 hours, and like 4 activism-related meeting to attend (3 of which I have to prepare materials for). I also wanted to go some direct actions and teach-ins.
The thing is, at times like this I feel like my volunteer and activist stuff is more important than like, papers analyzing literature… ya know? I can write those when people aren’t in need of immediate services, and very little of concern is going on politically. And there’s also the fact that I’m a human and I really need to go grocery shopping, and can’t make myself focus on work right now because I’ve been inside all day and just want to get out somewhere on my bike.
I also feel like going home for Thanksgiving just stole four days of my life away because I couldn’t get any of this done there, and now I’m even more screwed. Does anybody want some of my commitments? Or to at least make me dinner? Didn’t think so.
