Slum dog million what?

Has anyone seen slumdog millionare? My mom claims it’s the best movie…ever, but I have doubts. I have yet to see Benjamin Button too and I’ve been dying to see it TT_TT

I'm definitely enjoying break,

ericamarie:

but it is anything but relaxing. I am, quite plainly, completely exhausted. I’ve gotten less sleep here than I do in CoMo, which definitely says a lot, and none of it is by choice, at all. I have no idea how my dad does it consistently, like I’ve been doing lately (waking up around 5:30 am every morning, and going to bed at 1 after all of these holiday functions, which is what we’ve been doing). I think I’m going to push to drive home like three or four days before classes, so I can regroup, re-energize and get myself ready! When’s everyone else getting back in?

Yeah this break sucks, but mainly because of work. I’m going back on the 10th because I have to be back for winter training. Fffff that. Also, Dan is flying down here on the 7th so he can drive back with me to Mizzou! I’m not sure yet, but I might be eating dinner with his family? His family wants to celebrate his 21st early since we’ll both be at training on the 14th (aka doing bulletin boards completely wasted).

Wah I’m nervous, meeting the parents already o_O” I read something in Cosmo about baking a banana bread or some shit like that to get on the parents good side… Domesticity, what is your take on this? hahaha

Feliz Navidad

Anyone who hasn’t seen this yet, please do—> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pXfHLUlZf4

I know, it’s totally something I would find funny >_<

The way you bag cans got me bothered and hot…

So I’ve been hibernating from Tumblr. Maybe blogging scares me? I feel I don’t have enough important things to write about to actually update this o_O”

One thing I love most about working over the holidays is the abundance of ignorant costumers assholes. Especially when working at a grocery store. Every time I come back from school I fear for some of these kids who are supposedly 15… they need to start giving them helmets. I’m amazed by how stupid my new managers are as well, I don’t think I’ve ever seen so much broken glass and shit merely from them chucking items onto my counter like they’re made of titanium steel.

I’ve never been so motivated to do well in school, but with the way they’re laying off journalists, I’ll probably still be at Market Street until I’m 30. Maybe they’ll give me a quarter raise or an engraved name tag. Something like that.

I'm going to bash in your fucking head

I know I’m usually all talk, but I really think that this time could be different… I’m on a real short fuse and would love nothing more than to watch my fist smash this kid’s ugly face into a million pieces. I dream of this day.

Fuckkkk youuuu

Interracial dating is fun!

oh hai *_*

At a diversity training session I went through for my job, we were required to pick either agree or disagree for a couple of “intense” questions about race.  My favorite? Interracial dating is fun!…or no, I change my mind, my favorite was: Jews control the media.

After a night of…fun, I was reminded of this question and was inspired to write a blurb for today. I have been in two interracial relationships in the past (not counting me dating gringos, mind you) and it really made me think about the answer I picked for the diversity training. I went to the “agree” side because I myself am a product of interracial dating, and I know in the past I too have partaken in this type of dating phenomenon.

Anyway, I thought about it for a while and realized that in reality, those relationships weren’t fun. Not at all. They suckerpunched my self-esteem. So why did I go to the agree side?

I suppose because it all has to do with personality (duh, right?). I don’t think the color of your skin influences your personality at all. Some may try to argue in favor of stereotypes that appear to be consistently true, like black guys are smooth and confident, Latinos force their women to make burritos, Asians are afraid of white girls (actually that may just be me T_T). But when you think about it, society has made this an excuse and a crutch for bad behavior.

So when you say, “Well all the Latino dudes I know are super greasy and still get women,” that’s only because they decide to use this stereotype as a convenient way to avoid showering. And yes, they still get women due to the laws of supply and demand. That could be a far reach, though. Economics was never my strong suit.

What was my point again? Oh yeah, interracial dating? Yes we can!

Ayo, I'm tired of using technology

Last night I went to work at the paper and I was given the page “Black Homecoming.” As I tried my best to cram six profiles and pictures onto a page with a big ass ad smack dab in the corner, I realized how incredibly ironic “Black Homecoming” really is.

I mean, is there a Latino Homecoming? Is there an Asian Homecoming? Hell, let’s get all 21st Century and wonder where the Homo-coming is.

Point: there isn’t. Now I understand that historically, Missouri has been all about “black and white” issues. Completely understandable. But while they were busy creating scholarships and other benefits for Black students 20 years ago, they weren’t even keeping documenation on Hispanic students that were enrolled in the university.

So while white trash Americans can sit there and say to Hispanic immigrants “if yer gonna come to our cuntry you speek english,” colleges are creating special homecomings and cultural protection rights for African Americans. That makes sense right, punishing one culture while promoting another?

Why are we segregating ourselves once again? If Hispanics are being forced to become Americanized, why aren’t other minority groups as well? Is it right to have a Black Homecoming and then expect to be treated “equally?” If you’re going to ask for special treatments, then no, that’s not being treated equally.

I’m still trying to figure out why regular homecoming is White Homecoming? It’s just as much the minority groups’ fault as it is Greek Town’s.

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“ Si no dices la verdad por buen corazón, dila al menos por cordura.”
-Emauel Geibel ”