I haven't updated in... a while. But, uhh. I don't, usually comment, or, things, but.

I am reading, and I am thinking of you guys.

Just so you know.

So my mom and I like the watch the show Say Yes to the Dress together, and sometimes we talk about weddings.

She has decided my dog Skif is going to be a part of mine.

My mom is so adorably crazy.

Oh my goodness. I found my old reading glasses today and put them on and wow. I can see text like, 100 times better now.

Also they make me feel like a librarian.

A sexy librarian.



ALSO GIP. because largoooo ♥♥♥ does not get enough ♥ and needs more

Does anyone know any Abyss or dressingroom-like roleplay communities on DW? I'm thinking about getting back into RP.

This is me. This is my tummy. For years, I have hated it. I'll suck in my stomach and say, "if I could only get here, I'd be happy..."

No more of that. I am showing the world my belly. I am 5'2" and 165.5 lbs. I will not be the skinny girl I once was as a child. Maybe I'll lose weight, maybe I'll gain some. It doesn't matter. Accepting my belly for what it is, loving it, the only way I'll ever be happy with who I am.

This is me. This is my tummy. If you have a problem with it, screw you :)

So TODAY~ (actually 57 minutes ago but shh) is the 20 month anniversary of vangirl ♥ Happy anniversary, sweetie~ ♥



BUT OH MY GOODNESS DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS WEEK IS? THAT'S RIGHT, IT'S MOTHERFUCKING SHARK WEEK. SO YOU BETTER HOLD TIGHT BECAUSE THERE IS ABOUT TO BE A METRIC FUCKTON OF SHARKS UP IN THIS BITCH. YOU BETTER BE FUCKING READY BECAUSE IT'S GOING TO FUCKING BLOW YOU AWAY.


...if it isn't obvious, i love sharks |D;;

Oh man. I just finished reading through Homestuck and oh dang. That is some super crazy shit.

I highly recommend it, it's pretty weird at some parts but really awesome. The first act is kind of boring, but it gets a lot better as it goes on.

Though Now I Feel Like Talking Like This Because Of The Virgo Troll
But It Does Not Feel The Same Way As Reading Her Text Instead of Typing It
It Is Pretty Unfortunate

Hurr hurr, I made the first non-mod post at tales_100 here and I'm feeling stupidly proud of it |D;; I think narrowing it down to 100 words took longer to write than the actual fic.

But aah~ it was nice having my family out, but after week after week of people coming out (family + vangirl in one week, just the next ♥, a free week, and then more family), I'm kinda relieved to just chill out. Too many people, oh goodness.

Also, I finally get to go back to work tomorrow after not working for a week. Pretty pumped for it. ALSO I AM FINALLY OVER MY COLD, THANK GOD. ;A; Took over a week, but I am fiiinally free.

Thank you gods of headcolds for freeing me from your wrath ;A;

Okay, so. Tuesday, I go into work, but I'm still sick. Since I technically work in the food industry, I'm not allowed to work sick, so they uh, sent me home right away. But since it's in SF I hung out with my dad at work for a while, 'cause fuck barting all the way home after being in work for two minutes.

But it's not that bad, it turned okay and everything, no big deal. So I'm supposed to go in tomorrow, but if I'm still sick I can't. I don't want to go all the way to SF again and then have to leave. But my mom's trying to figure out ways for me not to cough/sneeze/look sick, but it's just. I want to go work, I do. But Alice said that sometimes people who go through chemo come in and buy white or green tea and I do not want to fuck around with that.

I like my job, and I like getting paid, and I want to go to work, but I don't want to make anyone else sick. I went in last Thursday and I was hella sick and I think I just grossed all my coworkers and stuff.

Ugh. I love my mom, but she is so just. She's really controlling and she drives me crazy but muuuurgh. It's fine that she wants me to work, I want to work, but I know she's going to bug me to going into work tomorrow even if I'm not better.

agh

Okay, I said I wouldn't crosspost anymore, but this is important, and I want to get it out to more than three people.

glorious has had some recent posts on privilege, racism, and the Avatar: The Last Airbender movie. She basically said everything I wanted to say, and better than I ever could, but I need to get this out.

I am a white, able-bodied women who comes from an affluent background. I have a lot of privilege. A lot of that privilege is out of my control: I did not choose my skin tone, background, or my lack of disabilities. I am grateful for what I have, because it is a lot better than what others have.

Recognising my privilege has been a hard thing for me. Which is ridiculous, honestly, but I was embarrassed by having it so I ignored it for a long time. I didn't choose what I had, so I didn't want to believe I had it. It's not my fault I have privilege, but because I have it, I have to deal with it.

Everyone has some level of privilege. Can you walk? See? Do people not cluth their bags and wallets when you're near? Do you not get reported for looking 'suspicious'? Then, you have some level of privilege.

But having privilege is not this evil, feel guilty thing. You don't have control over what you have and don't have when you're born. What's important is to recognise what you have. If you can walk and run places normally, you might not think about what it's like to have to wheel yourself everywhere. You don't have to look for ramps, or curbs, or counters being too high. And it's not something you, as an able-bodied person, have to think about all the time. But when someone in a wheelchair says, "I want ramps for my school, or the park, or the supermarket," it's time to think about what you have. I'm not saying, go on a super crusade for ramps for wheelchairs. I mean, look at what you can do. Realise that you don't have to worry about that daily, and accept it. Maybe help out.

But for the love of all that is holy, do not belittle that person. Do not tell them they are overreacting, or oversensitive, or just looking to be offended. There are times when people do overreact to things, but there are far more times where something serious happens to that group of people and the ones without that disadvantage say, "you're overreacting, you're being oversensitive." That is not, and will not, ever be okay.

And now, to tie this into Avatar:

I, personally, have never watched Avatar (except maybe a few minutes). I do, however, know many people that love it. Avatar is a cartoon set in a fictionalized East-Asian area. Everything about this show is East-Asian. Including the characters. I'm not going to bring up pictures right now, but it is pretty obvious that the characters are not white. And also pretty damn obvious that the culture is not Western. Even some of them "look white" (skintone =/= race, by the way), it does not mean they are white. So when you replace the four main characters with pretty blonde white people, that is not okay. And when people get pissed so you replace the bad guy with an Indian guy? Still not fucking okay. He may end up being a "good guy," but it still takes the nice white people to show the misguided brown person the right way. And the nice white people save all the poor colored people, too. They can't do anything for themselves for thank God for the white people.

I realise this will probably have little effect on people who want to see the movie. This entry will probably not change anyone's opinion. This entry probably will get a response for my girlfriend, or maybe a "it's just a movie" response.

But before you see this movie, but before you spend money on it and fund racism, think about this:

If you are white, think about all the media you are in. You are represented in books (for children and adults), in TV shows, in movies, in video games, in toys, in cartoons, in everything. Think about the amount of shows, and movies, and games that feature predominantly colored characters. Avatar was one of them.

So before you whine about how all this "drama" is ruining the movie for you, think about the people who had the movie ruined for them because M. Night Shyamalan decided to whitewash the whole thing.