Archive for September, 2007
Wednesday, September 19th, 2007
Moving in 3 days and counting…
I am moving out of Indiana in 3 days. Really 2, due to the fact that I leave Saturday morning. A life changing event is about to take place and I am still in shock. It will be bittersweet for me and yet the excitement is great. I have a plan.
This week my rat tail will come to an end and that will be another bittersweet moment for me.
Feminism I have realized is a true passion of mine. I am the person I am because of this factor.
I will not be writing for a few days more than usual because of the move. Post comments!
Wednesday, September 12th, 2007
People to take over my apartment…
I am finally getting people interested in subleasing my apartment. I hope that it works out because I really cannot afford to pay rent there all year.
Apartment gods, please let this work out! Thank you in advance!
Tuesday, September 11th, 2007
Confession
I hear by confess that today I bought soup and a roll from the HTM Cafe on campus. I also requested it “to go” meaning that it was contained in Styrofoam and the utensils were made of plastic.
I apologize for my mistakes. Please forgive me planet Earth!
Monday, September 10th, 2007
Picture this…
A bus full of college students trying to get to campus on time, which apparently is not happening due to the fact that the bus was late.
Next stop…
This elderly man comes on the bus and someone has to give up there sit for him. He comes in and immediately starts discussing the Purdue Football Team and how if they make it to Rose Bowl he is going no matter what the price of the ticket.
Please consider your imagination for a second…a really elderly man, about 5′9, with a Grateful Dead hat on his head, and a cute little 80’s button down.
Right in that moment I realized that I do want to grow old, probably not to see the Rose Bowl happen at Purdue, but to see other amazing events all over the world.
The joy of tiny moments that in some way, shape my life.
Friday, September 7th, 2007
Putting off…
I am frustrated with my ability to put off things so much that it hurts me in the end.
For instance, the fact that I have not finished reading Harry Potter due to my own mind telling itself that if I keep holding off finishing the book the Harry Potter series will not end for me.
Packing is going so slowly. I still haven’t found a Sub-leaser for my apartment.
Screaming inside*
Wednesday, September 5th, 2007
Driving helps me feel better…
I have been traveling a lot lately. Not traveling to different countries or anything to that extent but I have been driving a whole lot back and forth from Chicago to my location of residence and to places among Indiana. The driving gives me time alone to think and just be myself in the car. It makes me feel better about a lot of things that are spinning through my head right now.
Something today that sticks out, that I might go for a drive about, is the fact that everyone is a damn critic. People other than yourself, who think they know you, love to make comments. Maybe it is the way it is said that gets me all crazed.
Today I also noticed how paper is wasted all the time. Every time I use the bathroom, I have to use paper to “wipe” away the waste, which then creates more waste. People just throw out paper that could be recycled, i.e. junk mail. Most of all, around the Purdue Campus where you can never find a fucking recycling container, there are always papers on the floors. The Exponent today put a mini-movie poster of a new movie coming to theatres. When people grab the newspaper all the lost papers fall out and are all over the campus. Hmm, maybe that is the point of having them in there, so that someone like me look at the paper. All I know is that this is particularly pestering me at the moment.
What more ranting can I do? The fact that every time I turn on the radio I hear sexism everywhere and people do not even notice because it is so instilled in our culture. The fact that my rat tail is somehow a “guy hairstyle”.
I believe that somehow this ranting will help as I sit here in the cold and quiet mail room. Maybe I should just go for a drive!