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Okay so…
Last weekend I put on a pair of light show gloves for the first time and did pretty well. I got some fantastic tips, feedback, and RAVE REVIEWS. (Get it? Cause rave? Heh.)
All this week I’ve been practicing and I can tell I’ve gotten better. AND SO CAN OTHER PEOPLE. There were people that remembered me from last weekend and they all said I had gotten better. YAYUS.
Okay I’m hitting a peak now. Gonna go enjoy it.
Koala-tea Soulmate time tonight
Spent all evening with the love of my life, miss Dani.
It was essentially a perfect evening.
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Okay so….
Today I posted on Facebook a status, in which I mentioned I’d shaved my legs.
Now, it’s sooooo obvious that I’m a feminist because of all the things I post on Facebook. I’m just…I’m avid.
Anyways, someone comments “A feminist who shaves her legs?”
LEMME JUST TELL YOU HOW MAD THIS MADE ME. Feminists can take care of themselves and look nice and shave their legs and wear makeup. Not all feminists are hairy legged, dreadlock having women. Feminists, like people in general, come in all shapes and sizes.
Feminism isn’t a lifestyle choice, it’s common sense.
It makes sense we’d want to be respected.
It makes sense we’d want equal wages.
It makes sense we’d want the cat calls and wolf whistles to stop.
It makes sense that we’re sick and tired of women being taught how to avoid rape instead of men being taught to avoid raping women.
It just.
Makes.
Sense.
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Okay so…
I go to downtown Dallas tonight to an open mic, all excited to get back into the slam poetry scene. When I get to the address (that I found on apparently an outdated website) I find not a cozy coffee shop filled with poets and hipsters, but apartment complexes.
While on my way back to my truck, these two guys start following me, calling out things like “AY BABY GIRL. AY COME ERE. AY YOU SEXY. AY SEXY GIRL.”
So I turn around to say “Please stop. You aren’t gonna get anywhere like that.” And then walked away.
(It was actually a much longer mind-numbing exchange but I’m not gonna put y’all through that.)
I’m almost to my truck when a guy pops his head out of the window of his car driving by to yell (and I quote) “AY BITCH. AY BITCH. BITCH. AYO BITCH. AY IM YELLIN ATCHU. BITCH. AY BITCH.”
Yes. He called me “bitch” 6 times and was SHOCKED when I just didn’t respond and kept walking.
Tonight was essentially a failure. I’m never going downtown again.
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Okay so…
Totally went on a date.
We watched movies and cuddled.
And ate In N Out.
Oh I also have a valentine this year.
So that’s cool.
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Okay so…
I love when I come across a porn star who accidentally looks like Lady Gaga.
Or maybe I’m just really high.
Okay so…
The universe decided to throw all it could in my face today.
My best friend leaves for Miami.
My favorite managers’ last day is today cause they’re transferring.
And to top it all off, my Sista Soul, my best friend since 3rd grade, her boyfriend’s mom died today.
And it’s not even 4 o’clock yet.
Okay so…
Just got off the phone with my aunt. She lectured me about getting a tattoo tomorrow. Told me its disrespectful since there are people covering some of my expenses.
That’s fine.
I get it.
Why am I pissed?
Because she told me something, that I knew, and I responded with “Yes. I know.”
And ya know what she said?
“No, I don’t think you do.”
Something my parents said to me all the FUCKING time.
And I kind of hate my parents right now. Like a lot.
So the fact that someone I believed had been in my corner used a line my parents practically trademarked, was kind of a punch in the fucking gut.
I almost hung up on her.
My finger was literally hovering over the end button.
How dare she patronize me like my parents did. Fucking seriously.
Fuck this.
I have tattoo artist friends.
So. Fuck you, Aunt Katie.
Fuck.
You.
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I’m such a lightweight now, y’all. I had like 4 bitch beers (Smirnoff ices, for those a little slow on the uptake) and I have fuzzy tongue.
What’s fuzzy tongue?
The first stage of drunkeness.
GUIZE.
I NEED HALP.
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Okay so…
I’m like halfway through season 2 of Doctor Who. I’m hooked. I’m in trouble. Oh god. The feels. I’m in love with Rose Tyler, first off. Second, this show is FANTASTIC.
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