This past week I spent my spring break in New Orleans building a house for Miss Deborah a woman affected not only by Hurricane Katrina but also by not one but two corrupt contractors who left her homeless and broke. Within the week my alternative spring break group and I worked together and were able to insulate the entire second floor of her home as well as completely install dry wall to the ceilings of the second floor. We worked through blood, sweat and tears to get Miss Deborahs home to be as complete as we could before it was time to come back to Boston. The picture above our group shot at her home is of a sculpture located right out side L9 (the lower ninth ward) it shows how high the water rose every hour after the levees broke. parts of L9 were hit with over 10ft of water. Although homes and lives were lost it amazes me how resilient the people of New Orleans are. They do not want to be seen as victims, they do want to reclaim their lives and rebuild. It may sound cliche but this trip changed my out look on life, it has changed my career path, it has changed me for the better. In May I graduate from Emmanuel College with a BA in art history and I feel like now I can leave this campus with my head held high and walk into the unknown with a little more certainty. I am still on my way to becoming who I want to be but i’m heading in the right direction and I’m going to make a difference in the world. I have never felt this full hopeful and happy.
These girls on the bus today were talking about how guys cheating on them fucks them up as well as how cruel men are. This was followed by them saying they’ve also cheated on their past/present boyfriends and lead guys on, however, the guys supposedly deserved it and/or her actions didnt really affect him.
Men have feelings too and the way they are treated by women affect how they will view love and relationships just as it would if they were women.
I am a feminist and a bitch at times but that doesn’t mean that dudes are soulless beings immune to pain. How about we all treat each other like we are people with feelings that are fragile and have feelings that matter.
every body hurts some times take R.E.M.’s word for it
to enjoy every last second of college, get so weird it’s off the chart (this includes BGC weird sorry guys), and be happy.
Happy New Years guys!
I was driving home from a friends house tonight, when i noticed my tank was totally full. With that in mind I purposely missed my turn, I drove for 40 minutes, aimlessly, on my own. There’s something incredibly therapeutic about driving the back roads of your home town, or city in my case. It feels like home, it feels like an escape, it feels exhilarating and calming all at the same time. I almost felt like I was looking for something, the highest point maybe to see the skyline and lights and a star or two. To get reacquainted with a place I’ve been away from for some time. I just listened to music and drove, It’s the first time in months I felt an inkling of clarity and ease. I feel perfectly indifferent, blank, which feels like the best way to approach new encounters and futures. I’ve only really ever driven aimlessly once before, the day I graduated high school. Maybe in five months I’ll do it again, maybe after tonight I wont have too. It just feels like closure and that I’ve finally ended a chapter and started on a new path.
“Im going to bed now. I love you more than you know past the moon and back twice then to pluto.”
So this may or may not be the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. I’m a lucky lady.
When I’m drunk and with my best friend i know that if you decide this is worth your time i should walk away from this for underestimating me. but when sobriety tries to shine through the clouds of intoxication i just think of how great things were before this summer semester.
I get to spend Friday through Sunday in a ocean view hotel with my adorable boyfriend to celebrate our 1 year anniversary. I cant believe its been a year already! on Saturday it’ll be 1 year since I went to Tortilla Sams for great food and saw Worcester’s “Art in the Park” and then saw the movies at worcester’s common, Back to the Future. and after all that fun Chase finally made our casual hang out an official relationship. I love that boy so much its unreal in one year we’ve done it all raged at Bisco and handeled me studying abroad.
long story short for a year i’ve dated a total dream boat and we’re going to celebrate on the beach and have an amazing 3 days.
I’ve gotten to a point were I feel like i need to pinch myself continuously. I’m an incredibly lucky person :)
Feminism: The advocacy of women’s rights on the grounds of political, social, and economic equality to men.
What is wrong for wanting equal rights? Why is feminism something to be ashamed of. I don’t understand why women so quickly dissasociate themselves from a word that means nothing more than equality, the connotation of this word baffles me. I undersstand that some people who have certain convictions come on strong but that shouldnt define a whole “ism”.
I concider myself a feminist, I do not shove my feelings and/or beliefs down others throats, I am not a man hater, I do not think less of stay at home moms. I simply believe that men and women of all creeds and races deserve equal rights.
I guess I just don’t get it.
I’m going to miss this so much
Sometimes I think about last year in february and what could have happened. and how i could have made the dumbest decision of my life. and how if i cut just a little deeper i wouldn’t be here, i would never have traveled europe, i would never of had ion, i would never of known a healthy love for myself, or what it feel like to be loved by a genuinely kind, sweet, smart, loving guy. I’m really glad my roommate came in to the room before i could have made that stupid stupid decision. she may not realize this but i still see her as a life saver.
I have never had to try this hard not to cry, especially on the commuter rail. ?The next time I see Ion Chase or Laura or any one that I luff from Boston is after May 13. I just want it to be Sunday so I can board my flight and just focus on that instead of how much I’m going to miss everyone.
This boy, these girls, and this Amerrrrrrrica party. I had the most fun last Friday night and I can’t wait to do this again in May when I am back in the U.S.
Photo cred goes to the belissima Sam!
Today is the first morning in a while I woke up this anxious about Florence. It’s going to be one of if not the best experience of my life but right now the idea of flying on my own and being in a new place not knowing anyone yet is petrifying me. I’m going to be fine and I’m going to enjoy it but right now all I can think about is everyone I’m leaving for 4 months and how much I’m going to miss them all.