Office by Alex Penny
I am little. I am white.
Articles, pictures, and videos that sumarize my day; conversations with friends; and nearly forgotten memories from once upon a time.
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“If I had to sum up one quality that every superstar artist that I’ve known I would say that it is this focused drive on getting their goals. I think that’s more important than talent. I think that the artists that really make it are the ones that passionately want it and don’t get discouraged and walk through any obstacles and brick walls that get put in front of them and keep pushing at it. Because that’s what separates people that are successful. It’s not just limited to artists; it’s limited to anybody that wants to be a success in what they’re doing. They have to be committed to it, passionate about it and willing to do whatever it takes to get themselves to their goals. And that’s the one quality I find in common with all the superstars I’ve known.” - Donald Passman
eyegasm
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I wanted so badly to post something most people don’t want to read on facebook. Something personal. Something I’m craving. But I no longer post anything really personal on facebook. It has become purely a self-promotion site. For me, for everyone. Those really annoying posts that everyone loves to hate (google search “annoying facebook status” and you will know what I’m talking about) are a common example of why I no longer post anything unless I feel it is funny, moving, or making a point.
Today I wanted to write so badly about someone that I am missing. Because hardly anyone on facebook would know what I’m talking about anyway, I may as well write about it in an anonymous fashion on my anonymous blog.
I met this person while I was on vacation, in a far away place. I never expected to meet someone like this. If anything, I expected it to begin and end similar to a summer love - bittersweet. But it turned out so much more than I ever could have imagined. I’m not one to fall head over heels. In fact, I usually second guess my actions and decisions the second I make them. So for me to open up so deeply for him and to have him do the same for me was just.. well.. a breath of fresh air.
So before you think I have found my fairy tale ending, think again. He lives 2.4k miles away from me. And to top things off, he doesn’t have regular access to a phone or internet. Just my luck. For someone who is seemingly addicted to the interwebs, I find this to be terribly frustrating but I am coping. Sort of.
So today I am craving a conversation with him. Dying to tell him how my day went. Yearning to know how his Dad is doing (he was admitted to the hospital yesterday).
But I have to wait.
So this post is to remind myself that even though I can’t talk to him, I am loved. He would if he could. If only we weren’t so far apart. February cannot get here fast enough. <3
We may not be tall, skinny blondes doing some stupid hand sign, but I think you could reblog this too. This is my best friend. She’s in the hospital. She has a disease that’s life threatening, and she thinks she’s gonna die young. She doesn’t stay in the hospital, but she can go in at any time. It would mean a lot if you could reblog this, and show her that you care about her. It would mean a lot. And it won’t make your blog ugly. But it’s your choice.
True friendship right there. It’s the little things in life that show you care.
<3
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Someone commented on this video saying:
How about seperation between sex and state. Its hard to not think the Lgbt is not guilty of what christians do to them and vise versa. I personally do not like the school cramming Lgbt down my kids throat just as much as muslim or Christian faith.
This was my response:
“Cramming” in what sense? I recall very vividly what I was taught in school about religion. I remember learning about the histories, the beliefs and changes to those beliefs over the centuries (primarily due to cultural changes), and how religion has affected art, science, literature, etc.
What about the teaching of black culture? Once upon a time, white schools were not allowed to teach white students that taboo subject…
I think it is fair to teach children in school similar histories of LGBT. In no way would I consider this “cramming” it down the students’ throats. I think the only way it would be inappropriate is if teachers give their biased opinion on the matter. Ideally, school is a place of objective learning, not an institution of opinion.
It saddens me to see how blatantly prejudiced people can be. Perhaps without even realizing it.
1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. I declare a tongue war
I think I can only watch this once.
Virgin couple’s first kiss is at their wedding.
Holy shit.(*I’ve watched it 5 times in 4 minutes)
let him out!
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