Mar 13, 2006 00:18
I very much enjoyed the Vagina Monologues. For many reasons. I went saturday night, and everyone did an awesome job. I'm so glad that UD participated.
I was watching thats so Raven today, and I realize that I don't believe in Black History Month.
lately I've been somewhat offended by racial jokes...it didn't use to bother me before, but now I think people who aren't racist/prejudice still look took much at color. I went to the park for a picnic the other day and someone in my car when we got there said, "man there are a lot of asians." That really offended me but I didn't say anything because I knew he wasn't serious and I didn't want to start anything. But I was looking at the same group of people(the group of people we were meeting, and a half of them including us were asian) I didn't notice that most of them were asian until someone said something. I've never focused on color, or how a group of people dress. Its just so annoying because I am constantly surrounded by people(who are my friends) who are constantly reminded people of race and gender. I can't walk down the street without someone saying "man there are a lot of preppy people around" or someone scared because there is a group of black men standing on the corner. Or people looking at a group of women, and because they aren't covered from neck to toes they are officially whores. Noticing all of this, is all so painful. maybe a handful of people, probably less who don't do this. I feel like a hypocrite, because I don't say anything half the time because it always ends up with people getting upset with me, and them arguing that they didn't mean anything by it. So I just get so emotionally drained of trying to change people and I just smile and laugh even though on the inside it really hurts that people think this way. A woman who crosses the street because there is a large man coming her way at night, doesn't bother me, a lot of woman are afraid of what could happen, because rape and things of that nature happen all the time. But if you cross the street simply because of his race is completely bull shit. You know nothing about who is he or where he comes from. It's just all so saddening. It deeply saddens me just to wake up.
moving on...
I've finally decided that I trully want to be a foster parent when I am able to care for children in the best way possible. I still want to be a vet/wildlife conservationist. But I just can't simply let foster children run away and steal because when they are in there homes they are beaten and rapped repeatedly. The government and child services do everything they can to keep them from going into a foster home because they know how horrible it is for the children, and because they gets bounced around from home to home because of how they act. It shouldn't be that way, it should be a loving environment until they are found a permanent home. It's just so horrible to think that half the foster parents only foster so they can get money. I don't understand why people are so cruel. I just don't understand the world and why I didn't turn out such a horrible person.
I have plenty of reason to be a horrible person. I've seen so much horror that the society does first hand. And yet I am still here, and living proof that life doesn't have to be horrible. It isn't easy. But if you try will all that you can, you can do so much.
I run the risk of sounding cheesy, but this is how I truly feel, and if I can change one persons life, I could leave this world without feeling useless or another used piece of trash on the street.
later days.