Ours- Taylor Swift

Elevator buttons and morning air
Strangers' silence makes me want to take the stairs
If you were here we'd laugh about their vacant stares
But right now my time is theirs

Seems like there's always someone who disapproves
They'll judge it like they know about me and you
And the verdict comes from those with nothing else to do
The jury's out, my choice is you

So don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours

You never know what people have up their sleeves
Ghosts from your past gonna jump out at me
Lurking in the shadows with their lip gloss smiles
But I don't care 'cause right now you're mine

And you'll say
Don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours

And it's not theirs to speculate
If it's wrong and
Your hands are tough
But they are where mine belong and
I'll fight their doubt and give you faith
With this song for you

'Cause I love the gap between your teeth
And I love the riddles that you speak
And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos will be ignored
'Cause my heart is yours

So don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
Don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
But they can't take what's ours
They can't take what's ours

The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours

In Which We're Missing The Point

I have become incredibly frustrated recently watching men and women fighting to say which is the "better" sex, who is genetically wired to come up on top every time based on if you have a Y chromosome. If you want to see prime examples of this insanity, head to Cosmo's list of things women can do and men can't, and AskMen's list of things guys can do that girls can't. Because of course in the grand scheme of things whether you have a penis or a vagina totally dictates who is better. This fight is absolutely batshit crazy and just utterly pointless. In fact, we are just missing the point entirely. The goal is not to win, it is to be equal. The fight is to say that whether you are XX or XY you are an equal human being. Men are not better than women even more than women are better than men. We are equals.

My fellow ladies, when you are trying to find ways that we are "above" men, then you are being just as bad as the men you label sexist pigs. Sexism swings both ways.  And yeah, I do feel you when a guy says something about it being a "man's world" and you want to beat the shit out of him and prove that their gender is inferior. I completely want to do that, too, but it's wrong. Two wrongs do not make a right. If we fight to prove that we are better, not equal, this is never going to end.

The point is that we are EQUAL. We are one and the same, and that is what we are fighting for. Not to be better, but to prove we stand on a level playing field.

love,

Alice 

Quick Update

Wow, this looks weird. Um, anyway. My life is still insanely busy, but there is an end in sight now! Next thursday is my last final and then my ass is free from actual school work. All I have to do is get through hell first! Hell being defined as a moment in time when you have to practice a dance you choreographed yesterday to no damn music because the composer sucks and perform said choreography as a solo tomorrow, having a lab final you are completely unprepared for, having a performance completely unrelated to the solo tomorrow, taking four finals next week, packing your shit to move out, doing all fifteen math assignments in two days because you procrastinated until the very end, doing random ass extra homework in another class, and getting no sleep.

On an only slightly related note, for those who don't follow me on twitter or aren't fans of my page on facebook (shame on you ;) ), my goal is to have finished at least one book by the end of the summer. Let's hope that works....

love,

Alice

Too Many Things To Do!!!!

Seriously. Way too many. I have a presentation on whaling at 2:30, and I get to present at the symposium tonight (the six to seven twenty slot if you're going for extra credit or whatever. We're board.... twenty something. Probably should figure that out). Also need to cut my mash-up down to a minute by midnight. Wednesday I have a lovely meeting with the head of the psych department as well. Yay. And choreograph my solo, write my critique of a dance show, do all of my math homework, study for my lab test.... in other words, too much shit.

As I haven't given a lesson lately, I'll give one today over how to not get stung by a wasp in the library.

How to avoid being stung by a wasp in the T-Dub library:
-Don't sit by windows. If you have to sit by a window, carefully shake the blinds and then listen for buzzing. If you hear buzzing, there is most likely a wasp, move the hell away.
-Listen for wasps before you go down an aisle. Just pause and see if you can hear buzzing or the slight zapping noise when the wasp hits the light (you would think they would have figured out that's a bad idea by now). If you hear anything, chose another aisle or go for your second choice of book.
-Either remain perfectly still when you see a wasp, or run the fuck away. Just don't irritate it.
-Don't try to kill it.
-Just avoid the library in the spring in the first place.

love,

Alice

*insert creative title here*

Wow, I suck at blogging lately. In my defense I am insanely busy, and insanely behind on research for the project we're presenting at the symposium.... and by insanely behind I mean I haven't even started researching yet. And the symposium is in April. Also I need to do math homework... as I'm also insanely behind in that, but I have actually started on that. Somehow. I'm awful with procrastinating; I can find like five billion "important" reasons why I can't work on it currently. And by important I mean bullshit.

My dorm is pissing me off because my internet won't work. I actually had to call my dad and ask him to look up the weather for me. Hopefully it'll be figured out by the time I'm done with classes, and if not I guess I'll have to send in a work order. Lame.

I should probably end this entry now because my government class is starting.

Lesson: DON'T PROCRASTINATE

love,

Alice

Midterm Mania

Note: you should always be aware of when test dates and presentation dates are.

I forgot to update my calendar, so I was blindsided today when I looked at my math syllabus to see that I have a test on Wednesday. Once the panic from that wore off slightly, I checked my environmental biology class to see that I have a presentation next week! Like, god damn, why are things always at the same time? Normally midterms never end up being at exactly the same time, but this semester is an exception.

Let's see... this is what I have to do before spring break:
-environmental biology presentation
-lab report due for my environmental biology lab
-quantitative literacy exam
-intro ballet midterm
-elem ballet midterm
-create a mash-up and explanatory podcast
-applied statistics quizzes

or, that's all I remember at least. There could be more, but I really hope not.

love,

Alice

It's been a while...

Sorry for being MIA for so long. If you haven't realized by now, I often have periods in which I drop off the face of the earth. I get majorly focused on one thing and it's not until I'm done with that thing that I sit back and remember there's an entire planet out there that I've been ignoring. I've been in a graduate school/graduating panic. I'm hoping *crosses fingers* for a may 2013 graduation, which means that I'm freaking the hell out. I've now checked my DARS report a million times, checking and rechecking that I'm done with my core after this semester. I've been staring at my graduation plan, mentally planning for next year, trying to figure out how the hell I'm going to finish up all of my service hours, and if I can keep my grades up so that I not only graduate with honors from AHS, but with honors in general (like cum laude, magna cum laude, summa cum laude). And also I'm looking hardcore into grad schools, panicking over letters of recommendation, panicking over admission requirements and scheduling interviews and auditions, and freaking out over the GRE. So I'm dedicating a lot of energy to panicking.

I'm SO not ready for the real world yet. Then again, is anyone?

love,

Alice