No Twitter, No Facebook, No Eblog? Oh, My!
Hey, all my readers so I just wanted to update you guys if you don’t read my other blog. So, yes I am in China and won’t be back in the US until the 29th. While I’m gone I won’t be able to use the websites above. I however will be able to use tumblr so yay! Just wanted to keep you guys updated and I will be posting bout my trip here so get ready for some lots of videos and photos.
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Guess what? We’ll be honest with you—while Alexa, 17, may make doing mountain climbers (from the June/July Boot Camp workout) on the beach look pretty easy, there’s actually a board beneath that mat so that she doesn’t sink down into the sand.
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It’s A Bird! It’s A Plane! No, it’s Tanning Mom!
Hello, all my readers! Today my post isn’t so….depressing and pitiful….um yes, lol, I think those are the words that would describe my last post. However, in its defense I will say that its also honest, real and was a true expression of my feelings at the moment. But anyway on to Tanning Mom. So if none of you have heard yet a month or so ago a woman was accused of causing tanning burns on her six year old daughter and arrested. She has been banned from at least 63 tri state area tanning salons(her real name is Patricia Krentcil). Patricia denies the accusations and says that her daughter became sunburned outdoors. TMZ asked her if she felt that her case was a modern day witch hunt, Patricia replied “Yes. yes. There’s somebody out there on my whole life that doesn’t like me because they’re jealous, they’re fat and they’re ugly.” Oh, yes Patricia thats why you are in the situation you’re in now. Because some one is that jealous of you….and you’re beautiful tan. I bet you they’re even more jealous now since being made in doll version! Yes,that’s right! Tanning Mom is going to be a super hero doll. Watch out Justice League and Avengers because Tanning Mom is the new star! What’s her superpower? Because she has been exposed to uv ray lights so much she now has the power to shoot these same lights from her skin and burn her opponents to a crisp. She is the ultimate hero. lol My question is this? How can someone be so obsessed with tanning that not only have they probably permanently damged their skin, but they’re trying to do the same to their daughter? I mean I know the story. Americans ( and most people around the world) long for those spring and summer days where they can lay out in the sun and bronze up(that’ll be her catch phrase). I don’t see a problem with people doing minor alterations to “improve” their appearance though usually I just go natural (check out my older post about going natural with my hair), however, honestly I am big opponent of plastic surgery (or of anything somewhat extreme) unless an individual is disfigured. I don’t judge people who do decide to go under the knife ( I know many who are and some who have), but I think before one runs to a doctor’s office he/she should learn to try to work with what they have. Look in the mirror and admire how you’re big nose makes you unique and works well with your other features. Or how your small jaw line lengthens your face and gives it some elegance. All I;m saying is always try to look on the bright side of things.
I know that there are a few people out there that are upset with the creators of the tanning mom doll because they feel like the creators are making this woman famous when she doesn’t deserve to be. She is receiving attention she shouldn’t be receiving. To these people I say this: maybe she is becoming famous, but it is only slightly and for the wrong reasons. She isn’t famous for changing the world or some amazing talent, but she’s famous for an extremely unhealthy habit that she attempted to pass on to her daughter. Fame is fame, but some fame is valued more highly than others. And honestly who wants to be famous for something negative? (ok maybe that’s a dumb question) So yes a doll is being created based off this woman, but the people creating it ( and nearly everyone else in the world) is laughing at her not clapping for her. Ya see? Well, thanks my readers. As always if you have any comments or questions please don’t hesitate to send one or the other to me. Thanks! Until next time.
Depression & Depreciation: The Life Millions of Us Live
Hey, all my readers! I’m sorry about not posting the last couple of weeks, but recently my grandpa passed away and I had to help my grandmother with the funeral arrangements. But I’m here now and ready to start blogging again. At first I wasn’t sure what I wanted to blog about but after a comment made by my cousin I think I know what I want to say. I don’t want people to think I’m whining or that I’m some depressed teenager (though I did use the word in my title), but sometimes you just have days like this. And I’m sorry if this seems like a typical teen girl post (I’m actually 19 and in college but still in the teens so yeah),but I needed an outlet and I chose this one. If any of you have ever read any of my past posts you probably know that I have posted about this type of stuff before. However, I’m getting ahead of myself, let me back track. I was watching my cousin’s son while she was at work. She came in during her lunch break to make sure he was okay. I noticed she kept looking at the leggings I was wearing. I finally asked her what she was starring at and she said that I shouldn’t wear leggings. Immediately getting defensive I asked why and she responded that my butt was too big for leggings. I told her her nose was too big for her face and left the room. Though this may seems like a victory, trust me it wasn’t. The weight of her comment rested on my shoulders and began to bring me down. Though she only referred to my butt, I’m sure she was also commenting on my thighs as well since they got a lot of attention from her peering eyes. After her insult I went upstairs to be alone which is hard in this house since its always full. Once up stairs I went into one of the rooms and starred at myself in the mirror. I lifted my shirt and starred at my stomach with disgust. I kept asking myself, “Why am I so fat? Why am I so disgusting?” My thighs were next on my list of victims. I grabbed them and measured their width with my hands. Once again I asked, “Why am I so fat? Why am I so disgusting?” Then my arms and before I knew it I was soon picking out every flaw about myself. I mentally screamed at myself for eating that piece of cheesecake and wish I could somehow take it back. Save those calories that were only going to make my butt, things and stomach bigger. Let me give you a brief history of my cousin and I. We’re about the same age, only separated by 5 months. Her mother is white and her father (my uncle) is obviously black. She’s light skin and has long silky hair (basically white people hair) and she has always been the skinny one. Me on the other hand, well I was always the complete opposite. I was black ( actually brown skin but I’m speaking in terms of my ethnicity I guess), had short kinky hair ( black people hair) and was chubby. As you could probably guess through out our lives people always preferred her. She was the pretty one. The popular one. I’ll never forget when I first saw the Pocahontas movie. I was so amazed by how beautiful and brave this character was that from that day forward I labeled her as my favorite Disney princess. I’ll also never forget how when I went to school with my cousin everyone said she looked just like Pocahontas. My heart broke. I wanted to be Pocahontas. I was the one inspired by her to try to be brave and do my best in everything, but despite my love for this character she was the one that everyone said looked like Pochantas. To my young mind this meant that she was Pochantas, she was the true princess and I was just the ugly cousin, the peasant. As I said before I was always chubby and because of that I was always trying to lose weight. Seriously I’m that person that started dieting when I was eight and didn’t stop until I was about 14. No matter what I did I could never get to my desired weight. There was a point where I lost ten pounds and I thought maybe this time I’ll be able to do it. Of course after the ten pounds no more weight fell off and I slowly gained it all back. My cousin on the other hand well she was one of those special people that could eat anything and everything and never gain a pound. I gave up fast food and soda and even cut down on my fried foods while she ate all this and more and could still fit into her bikini during the summer time. I on the other hand was stuck in a one piece or just avoided large bodies of water altogether. I didn’t want to be mistaken for a whale or worst go to the beach with my cousin while all the guys hit on her and I sat there alone. We’ve always been together since we’re first cousins and this is how my life has always been. Now honestly I’m not that big, but I am overweight( lets say by about 20-30 pounds). I don’t have a petite body frame and I wonder if that has anything to do with my struggle to lose weight. Recently, I’ve become desperate and started looking for anythign that claims its a weight loss miracle. I’ve looked into sensa and even thought about liposuction. Will I do any of these things? I don’t know, but I guess the moral of this story is that words hurt and perhaps I should be confident enough in my self to move on with my day ( no weight on my shoulders), but no one can always be a 100% confident. We all have our insecurities and downfalls and thats why I titlede this post Depression & Depreciation: The Life Millions of Us Live because the truth is I am definitely not the only one out there going through this. We began to devalue ourselves and become depressed. This is the truth and I thought maybe it needed to be said. Until next time my readers.
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American Holocaust: The Destruction of America's Native Peoples (video lecture) →
American Holocaust: The Destruction of America’s Native Peoples, a lecture by David Stannard, professor and chair of the American Studies Department at the University of Hawaii. Stannard, author of American Holocaust, asserts that the European and white American destruction of the native peoples of the Americas was the most substantial act of genocide in world history.
A combination of atrocities and imported plagues resulted in the death of roughly 95 percent of the native population in the Americas. Stannard argues that the perpetrators of the American Holocaust operated from the same ideological source as the architects of the Nazi Holocaust. That ideology remains alive today in American foreign policy, Stannard avers.
The 31st Annual Vanderbilt University Holocaust Lecture Series, the longest continuous Holocaust lecture series at an American university, takes the theme this year of (over) Sites of Memory and examines places that are infused with memories of genocide and the challenge to find effective ways to honor these memories.
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Bulge-O-Phobia: the summer months
Hello, all my dear readers! I know its been awhile since I last posted so I decided it was time for me to update all of you on my interesting life (please note my sarcasm lol). Recently, temperatures have been sky rocketing and as the temperatures get higher the less clothes people wear. My school is located in PA so there are no beaches around, but many of the guys and girls think our school’s campus quads are their personal beaches. I’m walking to and from class and all I see is girls and guys laying out in their bathing suits on the grass trying to catch some rays. I know maybe reading it, it doesn’t seem like a big deal, but trust me when you’re going to class and you see a girl/guy in some skimpy outfit you start to feel like they are out of place among the mass of students fully clothed running to class. I know what some of you all are thinking. Maybe I’m just jealous because I can’t be that girl in the bikini. Maybe I’m uncomfortable because I feel uncomfortable in a bathing suit. Okay, let me address this. First, I could get in a bikini if I wanted to. Would I feel awesome and comfortable in it? Uh…no, but honestly most people wouldn’t and most of the girls wearing them don’t. They just pretend to be. It’s the same for guys. They’re just as insecure as females, but they know how to play off well, but the fact is we’re all insecure. A lot of us just don’t want to admit it because we don;t want to look weak or we don’t want people to pity us., but I’ll be the first to admit it. I AM INSECURE! And so are you and everyone else. Insecurity and body issues are not limited to just the young either. People in their 30s, 40s and up don’t feel that great about their physical appearance either. And these feelings only get worst as the weather gets warmer because as the weather gets warmer people develop bulge-o-phobia. What is bulge-o-phobia you ask my dear readers? Well, allow me to tell you. Bulge-o-phobia is the fear of an appearing bulge as the summer/spring months approach. Most people put on weight during the winter so they get nervous about having to try to fit into their summer/spring clothes. They develop the fear that their winter bulge will be so prominent that they will not be able to hide it. It’s a sickening disease and I am here today to address how irrational it is. First, most people are too worried about how their bodies look to worry about yours. Second, the harder you try to hide it the more uncomfortable you will feel. You can’t hide it! That’s the fact. Third, you can be scared all you want but the fear is not going to make the bulge disappear. Well, then what should we do about our bulges my dear readers ( because I have one too)? I say we embrace them! I know, not hating your body is a crazy idea right? But honestly this is the only solution. I’;m not saying walk around topless and rub your tummy. No,what I’m saying is don’t try so hard to make the bulge disappear. So, you have a little blubber int he midsection? So what! Your one of many! Have no shame! And if people give you dirty looks just ignore them. If you eat right and work out, one day you’ll bulge -o-phobia will be cured, but those people they’ll still be suffering from reverse bulge-o-phobia: fear of other people’s bulges. Thank you for your time and don’t hesitate to message or comment. :)
Shall We Dance?…Uh, no!
Hello, all my dear readers! I know it’s been a couple of weeks since I lasted posted. I do apologize, school has been keeping me extra busy. Okay, so anyway today I want to talk about issue that has come to my attention. I think girls will especially appreciate this, but I am sure there are few guys out there who will to. Have you ever been at a party (any party, not just a college party) and someone comes and asks yout o dance? You turn around and this this guy(or girl) looks like the ultimate creeper of the creeps. You know the type. The ones that start saying I love you after two weeks of dating, have your wedding and your kids names all picked by the third week and then breaks into your house to wait for you to come home after the fourth week when you’ve dumped them because they are clearly CRAZY! Oh, yeah, that type. And sometimes maybe you just don’t want to dance with this person because they look gross or like a dbag. Whatever your reason they are your reasons.So back to our scenario. This person comes up to you and asks you to dance. You don’t really want to dance with them (for whatever reason), but they don’t understand the meaning of the word ‘no’ and continue to pursue you. I’m sure the majority of us have been in that situation and unsure of what to do. Well youtube celeb Jenna Marbles has a solution. I’m sure most of you have seen her “the face” video where she shows the type of face you would make to get a person to leave you alone in any situation. From what people have told of their own experiences with using the face…it works. Here’s a link to the video. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8wRXa971Xw0
However, what if the face doesn’t work? (She actually has a video for that too I believe) Then, what do you do? I have a few lines below that I think if said to a creeper or creepete will get them turning the other way.
1) Creep: Would you like to dance?
You: I would love to, but its that time of the month and I don’t wanna mess up your nice pants.
2) Creep: Hey! Ya wanna dance?
You: I wish I could, good sir, but I have pledged my virginity to my father and any type of formifaction must be with him.
3) Creepete: Hey,cutie! You have a hot bod. Wanna dance sexy man?
You: Hell yeah! I’ve been waiting to use these breakaway pants!
4) Creepete: Oh my gosh, I’m so drunk! Wanna dance?
You: Sure, I’ll dance with you, if you promise to say its not rape.
5) Creeper: Lets dance!
You: Okay! Just letme put on some deoderant my bo gets pretty bad! :)
So these are a few tips to help keep those creeps and creepetes away. I hope you enjoyed it and be sure to check out Jenna Marbles on youtube. Don’t be afraid to comment,message me or follow me on twitter. Until next time!
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