Female Body Builders
So my friends and I were talking at lunch today about my Sex and Gender in Society class. I was thinking about doing my topic about body builders in general, but I found the concept of female body builders particularly interesting. I asked my friend: Do you think female body builders are attractive? Why so? She replied: I don’t think any bodybuilder is attractive; I don’t like...
My professor thought it would be a good idea to show a slide show of the American prisons in Iraq during Psych class today. Horrifying! I want to know how any human being could get to the point where they can treat others in that way (no matter the person) and pose so happily next to mutilated bodies (thumbs up, smiles bright) as if they were in a frickin’ amusement park! Don’t you...
First the window, then it’s to the wall Lil Jon, he always tells the...– Vampire Weekend, Oxford Comma
Knock ‘Em Out- Lily Allen
Writing is hard…I’m sitting here trying to write this essay about the budget cuts in the athletics department, but I’m stuck because my brain likes to pick for the perfect words. And they ain’t coming out!
L: My parents are coming to visit next weekend.
Me: Oh that's nice!
L: Yeah, and I'm really excited. I going to show them around...and I'm gonna show them you
L: Yeah, I dunno how to say this but I want them to see you because you are black.
L: I know that sounds wrong but you are my first black friend and I'm really proud of my friends. And Ive never had so many friends who were athletes. I want to show them off.
Me: There is nothing wrong with that, L, I'll be glad to meet your parents.
(You are a good friend L...)
I realized something
I’ve never been much of a material girl. I tend to lose things…a lot. I do have some objects with sentimental value, but sometimes my absentmindedness pulls me into an exciting distraction and I forget where I am, and where my things are… With a mentality like mine, you learn not to dwell on losses (of possessions I mean). (I lost my cell phone last week. Don’t know...
At First Glance
I live in a world of white. I live in secluded suburbia and play soccer on lush grass fields. I am a graduate of Buffalo’s only prep school. I have grown to become like many white Americans in my community. No. I have become an exception, a pleasing contrast to the Caucasian montage. To some people who know me, I have become an exception to what it means to be African American (whatever that...
Only A and E
A beast breathes flames (a fevered blade) A mere sneeze makes a hazard The aster bed ablaze, et regarde, black ashes What beast lays there that blazes sweet aster? A dark cave besets the heart And there he sleeps Dreams trapt, the mental state stays deranged He seeks rest. He demands calmness. Alas, the hamlet chants: “What a bastard.”
Dilan: What is an appropriate punishment for Lil Mama actually thinking she's well liked?
Me: hmm. first of all, i'd make her dance, since I dont think she has the qualifications required to be on ABDC. second, I'll have nicki minaj and jay z team up to make a song about her. third, make her eat lip gloss (NOT the tasty kind) while avril lavigne sings "complicated"...maybe then she'll realize
In my senior year of high school, my youngest sister started her freshman year. On our first day of school, my parents bounced around in the driveway and breathed in the humid summer air with big smiles on their faces. It was a new day, for all three of the Jackson-Gibson sisters were finally at the same school. “No more driving to two different schools, no more dealing with separate bills, no...
I feel like something is escaping me…something that I want to reach that I can’t even touch, let alone grasp. I feel slow, lethargic. I feel my age, both old and young. Shouldn’t I be something by now? For years my coaches have told me “Oh. Adele you have so much potential.” But when am I going to good, great even? Yeah, I know that it’s up to me. No one is...