Update: Signs on Campus

So the signs were put up by the CA’s (Community Advisers) They were trying to get people all pissed off so they would come to a diversity meeting tomorrow night. Other signs included: “Why do black girls not wash their hair everyday?” “Why don’t white people realize their privileges?”

Since 7 another sign went up right next to the “Why do gay people flaunt it?” sign. It was on pink poster board and it said, “Why are straight people insecure?” Then, someone burnt down the “Gay” sign. So, as the gay guys were putting it back up (because obviously the “straight” sign doesn’t make sence without it) the cops roll up.

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Cops: Sir, step away from the sign.

Gay Guys: Can I just keep my sign.

Cops: No. ::takes a picture, grabed both signs, and rolls away in his cop car::

Apparently the CA’s thought the signs would generate positive feedback. Because that’s what happens when you piss people off.

And also. Vote Morris!!!

Anyone know why Wright State is getting worse by the moment?

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Study for the final, FINAL exam!

I have class every morning at 9:45am. Now, due to not hearing my alarm this morning to wake  up at 6 and finish my Spanish homework, (because I care more about Spanish than Math…mostly because we are still doing interest rates..) I opted to skip math and try and finish a translation of an old folk story about indigenous tribes. Thus, putting me on campus roughly around 10:45.

We’ve all had our encounters con los bible thumping, holier than thou, everyone but him is going to hell, type protesting idiots on campus. This guy very well might have been more entertaining than Jeb. He was out yelling at students on my way to Spanish…then on my way to my next class….and the next. Now it’s 2:35 and I have nothing better to do then join the increasingly large crowd huddled around this guy.

He’s dressed in a suit and tie which only gave me flash backs of the southern baptist days growing up. He’s yelling and yelling at people about, honestly, whatever came into his mind.

“These homo.sex.u.als. are going to heeelllllll!” “You girl, you’re in a sorority! Youare going to hell for fornication!!!” “You women!!! No man wants to marry you becasue you have STDs!!” “You homosexuals!!!!!!!”

He was crazy angry. But, yelling that people are going to hell on a college campus will only get you one place. Yelled right back at. There was a CA in this guys face telling him that no one wants to hear what he’s saying. Who is he to tell people that they are going to hell? It got a little out of hand I must say. But somewhere it leaked that his free speach permit was only until 3. So what did people do? Well, call the cops of course. So they show up and get the guys papers. Make everyone leave. And escort the guy off campus.

All in all. I kind of felt sorry for the guy. But, I;m pretty sure God doesn’t give out license to random people to go around with their secret…secrets to know and tell who is going to hell and who isn’t. Just don’t think God works that way.

Skittles

As I’m sure most of you know my new favorite commercial is the “Skittles Rabbit” one. Where the rabbit sings.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e6nDyeV0i6w

It’s just marvolous.

Harper’s Love

I was going through cleaning my room for spring break and i stumbeled upon my card from my harper’s crew.

B~randi

You Oughta Know that in the Crazy, So-Called Chaos that is Harper’s Station Starbucks, we Can’t Not Thank U for Everything. And That Particular Time when there was No Pressure Over Cappuccino is now Under Rug Swept. So When We Meet Again, remember that Change is Never a Waste of Time and our hope for you is that you enjoy The Time Your Life on your next adventure. You will always be the Heart of the House to us!!

Front Row – Live in Brazil 1998

As many people know “Front Row – Live in Brazil 1998″ is my favorite song of all time. I’ve always enjoyed The SPIF version but Live in Brazil has a certain…something to it.

The other night was like any other. It was a Wednesday and me and Sunshine were sick of campus food….yet again. So we went out to grab some bw3′s and on the way back started listening to Alanis. Aeryn quickly made her way to “Live in Brazil” (Side note: Aeryn is the name of my ipod.) And it hit me.

I’ve always said the feeling I get when I listen to that song is the feeling I want my life to be like. When I listen to it, I get this picture perfect life in my head. Not as predictable or vivid as white pickett fences and bbq’s but more or less…if I  feel the way that song makes me feel when I listen to it, if I have that feeling my entire life…it will be everything I could hope for. Sounds crazy. But I’m sure only Jessica can understand.

Back on track…I figured out why that feeling is so ideal. Back when SFIJ was released it took some time for us (me and Jess) to get into it. It wasn’t like JLP and it took a bit for us to “open up”, if you will, to the idea of the nature of the album. But once we did…it exploded and consumed every aspect of my life. Even to this day. It is an album of self acceptance and imploding frustration release for me. A way to connect with myself and not feel so alone at the times in your life where you have tons of people who love you and support you but you still feel like the only person in the world that could feel this disconnected and isolated. Self-absorbent, yes. But in my years of practice I’ve learned there isn’t a person on the planet who has never felt that way. I just chose to deal with mine through SFIJ. And it’s been one of the best things in my life. I am talking top ten here.

On top of that the album is also, for me, a connection to Jess. (Kind of contradictrary but it happens) When we started getting into the album was right aroud the time of me starting to feel a part of the infanint “group” we had in high school. It was mostly Jessica’s friends and for a long time I felt like the one who was being drug around. Like, the annoying little sister character you see on television show that you would normally never watch but it’s been a long day and the last thing you want to do is look for the remote you lost 3 days  ago to try and change the channel.

But I started to feel like more than the sister. I was spending 27 hours a day with Jess and almost all of my free time in and out of school with the “group” I wasn’t just her sister. I was her friend. And SPIJ, I feel, was a catalyst. Now don’t get me wrong. I love Jess and I know without a doubt that even if there was no  Alanis (God Forbid) that we would still be who we are and have the relationship we have no without it. But it was there and that’s how, in my mind, things happened.We would listen to that whole album and those moments are monumental. I feel like we grew so much over that album and everything after that just snowballed.

I know that The Live in Brazil version was recorded many many years ago. But, I never heard it until last year some time. And at first I was giddy and happy and loving Alanis. Loving how she sang each line and articulated each syllable. But it wasn’t until the other night I discovered the underlying happiness embedded beneath Alanis’ amazingness.

The song is a symbol to me. I look back at how much I loved and how much SFIJ meant to me in the beginning and I see how much I have grown and how close and enduring me and Jess are. We’ve been through alot. Laughing, learning, growing, self reflecting, pushing each other through, being painfully honest, laughing some more, and always always supporting. I look at all that and cant help but smile and take in every breath and moment. It’s the kind of friendship and sisterhood that completely changes you and you can’t help but look at the world and smile. Hunger. Poverty. Racism. Sexism. Prejudice. Discrimination. War. Death. The world can get pretty ugly. But its having that unconditional connection and love from a single person that throws all of that back into balance.

All in all. This song is a celebration. Everything beautiful in my life. Who I am. And who having Jess as my sister has helped me become. She loves me for me. And thats most important. I’m not perfect. I have issues I deal with and demons I still fight. But I’m happy. Genuinely happy. And I think it’s the best thing you can ask for.

this is my blog.

as far as i can see, it looks pretty good.

there are about a billion people screaming outside my room.

sex and the city is on the tv again.

and i have two exams tomorrow.

the night is young and i am tired.

and no matter how much i try.

i. can’t. be. emo.

…im just not that poetic and tortured.

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