"Just few minutes ago I’ve brushed his hair before he went out playing with Eid swings" says brother of a killed child
As an older brother this hit me like a brick.
white girls who want my culture’s bindis and saris and henna
take my skin colour too
and my dark brown lips
take my self-hatred because i don’t fit into the euro-centric ideals of beauty
take the oppression too
take the history of colonization that has devastated my country
and the drones that currently devastate my country
take all the bad stuff too
not just the pretty, shiny, sparky bits
take the ugly, dehumanizing and shitty parts too
⑦ 。25 。14 (cont.)
I’m really glad that we can help each other whenever we can. Whether we have a task or we’re sitting at oasis or playing Tomodachi Life at Bomboba or at someone’s house eating and playing games and youtubing or dancing. I know its mundane and we seem to never know what to do, but I’m thankful just sharing each other’s company. I know we’re all hurting and stressing behind closed doors. It’s hard and we all have chips on our shoulders at times. Hell, I’ll have the whole chip aisle on my shoulder, but all that goes away when we’re being silly and laughing, if not together, at each other.
⑦ 。25 。14
Today in the midst of working we heard someone in the building. As if being in a dark elementary school late at night wasn’t sketchy enough. I got really startled and thought some crazy person was gonna murder us and no one would have known about our deaths.
We were all antsy and we literally ran out of there. It’s kinda funny thinking about it now, considering it was probably just another teacher. Strange though, for someone to go to school in the middle of the night, the
mysterious intruder teacher was probably just checking on their classroom as well, and we saw their car parked out in the front driveway. Weird that they didn’t park in the parking lot. Deanna said it would have been more concerning if there wasn’t a car out there.
I get scared easily and this is why I cannot be alone. ahahaha /cri
⑦ 。24 。14
I’m thankful I have good friends that are older and more experienced than I am; that they can give me advice in choosing a career and applying for jobs and general living and lifestyle things. What I should be doing and what I shouldn’t be worrying too much about. Adulthood is stressful. I wish society placed more responsibility and less incompetence in high schoolers. Allow them the choice to pay for upper division institutions for college education, when months before they had to raise their hands to go to the restroom. The American education system and the politics of it are flawed. Standards over structure. And so it goes.
|Song: Good Luck|
|Album: Good Luck|
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BEAST (비스트) - Good Luck
⑦ 。23 。14
Today at my little sisters hs registration I chatted with one of my old teachers. We weren’t particularly close and I didn’t like his class, but he wrote me a letter of recommendation that helped me get a $1,000 scholarship. I know it’s not much, but it helped. I told him my major and how writing has really helped me. I honestly feel like it is a part of who I am. Words and prose. He said he was glad to know some of his students were successful. I’m thankful. I wonder how teachers feel when old students approach them and thank them. Being in the PAC was pretty gnarly. I can’t believe that about four years ago I used to perform on that stage. Singing and dancing. I miss it. Very much so.
Autumn, Ray and I helped Deanna decorate her classroom. I’m so proud of her, she’s terrified but I know she’ll do great. After lunch we went to this teaching supply store. It was Chris Breezy’s wall-to-wall status in school supplies. Decorations, borders, posters. It was so overwhelming. I was very overwhelmed. We’re slowly making progress on the room. When it’s finished, I’m sure we’ll make a wonderful classroom.