Olympic Mania August 13, 2008

This month, everyone knows that the 2008 Beijing Summer Olympics is the big event to watch. And though there’s many different issues and controversies accompanying this world-wide competition, I can’t deny it- I sure do love to watch. I love the Olympics for what they essentially represent- the many nations of the world uniting in one place to show off their hard work. I seriously can’t get enough of these athletes, and the idea of how hard they train. I’m not so sporty myself, and grew a bitter resentment towards my high school athletic department after an unpleasant 3 years of cross country, but it’s undeniable that these athletes kick major arse. And I really can’t help but swell with joy when I watch these people break records and achieve some of their highest dreams.

Don’t get me wrong. I know there’s some effed up shit happening around us (after reading Autobiography of a Blue-Eyed Devil, and while in the midst of Lies My Teacher Told Me- you do not need to tell me twice). But it’s because I feel an unshakable sadness often these days, being in the process of reaching consciousness of what really has been going on in our backyards, that I like to appreciate what happiness I can find.

For example, the Olympics allow me, other women, gay men, etc. alike to shamelessly drool over sexy men in tighty tight tight Speedos.

Oh Goddess, how it slays me. Seriously, women-lovers (or really haters, depending on how you look at certain people) get to enjoy (as disgusting as it is) looking at skimpy women all over the media as much as they like 24/7. But the Olympics is like a freakin’ field day for the rest of us.

And lastly, can we please get the fuck over the whole little girl lip-syncing scandal? Trust me, that shallow shit grinds my gears to no end, but let’s not pretend that this is something that only China would do. Don’t give me bullshit about how we are beyond expecting perfection from women. All of society perpetuates it; it happens all the time. So let’s look at ourselves and ask, “What the hell am I gonna do about it?” and do it, because there’s plenty of other piles of societal shit that need to be shoveled up.

Tick tock July 24, 2008

Up until recently, I was very much in the summer mode- just working, relaxing, hanging out.  Of course, I’m still in this mode, but it’s becoming more and more undeniable that college is fast approaching.  My contentment with just living in this moment is coming to a screeching halt as everyone I encounter seems to have an interest in my plans for college and in my level of excitement on this subject.  It’s a big transition and I’m excited, but I am nervous for the school work to come.  I really hope I’ll be able to handle the work load and manage my time.  Other than that, I’m excited to meet new people and explore Philly.  But I can wait.

With that said, I’m really glad I have my Posse to share this experience with.  Since our recent retreat to Thompson Island, we’ve gotten very close, and I realize how lucky I am to have such a secure support system for the next four years, and maybe even beyond that.

Speaking of the retreat, having spent a couple nights on a woodsy island, I’ve found out that I have some sort of mosquito allergy.  Out of all things to be allergic to.. mosquitoes? Gettingsbug bites are already quite irritating enough, without the added swelling.  I guess I’ll have to brave the rest of my summer with layers, anti-itch cream, bug spray, and antihistamines.  Joyous.