I definitely just spent the last two hours (Okay...like one and a half...it's still on and I couldn't wait to write) of my life watching "Crazy, Sexy, Cancer" on TLC. It's amazing how much some people actually complain about their life and how bad off they are because it so happens that they don't have everything they want, when some people are dieing as we speak.
The documentary was about actress Kris Carr, and her struggle with the overwhelming disease. It shows when she was diagnosed, all of her hospital visits, the support she had, the programs she attended and the 1000s of pages she read to fight for her life. I find it truly amazing to find and see this strength in people that you never knew they really had. Nobody is prepared for the unexpected, and there is no way to prepare for it.
Ahhhh I can't even think about writing a journalistic point of view right now. Just every time I see someone who is willing to share their experience and survival with death it inspires me so much. It's crazy how many people go on everyday not knowing a thing about death and not appreciating their life more, and of course if something doesn't affect them then why should they care? That really bothers me. My step-dads mom is a survivor of Breast Cancer and even before that I spent those Saturday monrnings doing cancer walks with my step-mom and the hospital she works for. It's not a lot to ask really to donate even $5 a year per family. Treatments are expensive, hospital stays are expensive, books and doctors and chemo and resorts can add up to hundreds of thousands of dollars. I just wish people we're more aware of the world around them and that they would focus on the important things instead of which shirt to buy and which country we're in war with next. So lame.
check it out, get involved. do something.
www.komen.org
www.dana-farber.org
www.cancer.org
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
the first day of school
One thing that I do admit I am going to miss, is the first day of school. No longer do I spend my last few weeks before summer is over preparing for the next 9 months. No school shopping for that first day outfit; those new shoes, cute top, skinny jeans and rad necklace I saw at that one store. No need to check out Staples for the sales on pencils and paper, and no need for that brand new you haircut I've waited all summer for. nothing. Instead this year I watch as my 4 younger siblings now deal with this. "What should I wear?" "Is this cute?" "Do girls like this?" "My kicks are cool" They've all spent the last week school shopping, getting hair cuts, catching up with friends and they've all got their backpacks packed, the older the age the less material they seem to need. They spend an hour or so picking out that perfect first day outfit for, as we know now, first impressions seem to mean everything.
"If I wear all black they're going to call me emo or gothic or something. And even if I wear all pink because I have purple streaks in my hair they're going to call me something." First words out of my sisters mouth this morning at 6 a.m. when she was getting ready. "Do you like your hair?" I said, "Well, yeah, it's wicked sweet!" "Well then why do you care what everyone thinks? You're ahead of the fashion world right now. They can shove it." She smiled and laughed a little and continued to put on the outfit that we picked out together: Dark blue skinny jeans, black ballet flats, a long dark purple flowy top, and her hair down with bangs cut straight across. She looks 15 when in reality she wont be for another three years. Her style is modern and hip, she likes to wear and do most of the same things I do. We like to try out new styles and see how people react, and if we like something we will wear it, no matter what. Sometimes we get weird looks and sometimes we get "I love your outfits!" One thing we've always vowed to do though from the beginning is to be original.
I find it ridiculous walking into Abercrombie (which I am not a fan of) to spend my birthday giftcards from those aunts&uncles, and seeing 10 year olds begging for a pair of jeans or that $35 tee-shirt. For christmas they ask for a new Chanel purse and they absolutely have to have highlights, heels and hair extensions or they won't be good enough. It's necessary to have the newest sidekick or razor, because when you're 10 you don't just take the bus and call your parents when you get home, you need to talk to all of your friends during class, call them from the bathroom, and secretly text about the cute boy who's sitting behind you.
Welcome to the next generation where who you are is based on how you look and what you do. If you don't have the money to buy an ipod nano and don't have a computer in your room and don't stay up until 10:00 to watch the hills, you are so not cool.
I guess if I was walking into middle school nowadays I would be scared too. I would probably fret over every single thing down to my hair elastic color and making sure my eyebrows are just perfect. Walking into school just to pick up my brother I get glares from girls who are at lest 4 years younger looking at me like I'm not good enough to breathe. Suicide rates are up, it's highly unlikely to find someone with more than 2 best friends, and 13th birthdays now include vodka and a new pipe. If you we're born before 1990 I would consider yourself lucky, and as for after that, best of luck to you.
"If I wear all black they're going to call me emo or gothic or something. And even if I wear all pink because I have purple streaks in my hair they're going to call me something." First words out of my sisters mouth this morning at 6 a.m. when she was getting ready. "Do you like your hair?" I said, "Well, yeah, it's wicked sweet!" "Well then why do you care what everyone thinks? You're ahead of the fashion world right now. They can shove it." She smiled and laughed a little and continued to put on the outfit that we picked out together: Dark blue skinny jeans, black ballet flats, a long dark purple flowy top, and her hair down with bangs cut straight across. She looks 15 when in reality she wont be for another three years. Her style is modern and hip, she likes to wear and do most of the same things I do. We like to try out new styles and see how people react, and if we like something we will wear it, no matter what. Sometimes we get weird looks and sometimes we get "I love your outfits!" One thing we've always vowed to do though from the beginning is to be original.
I find it ridiculous walking into Abercrombie (which I am not a fan of) to spend my birthday giftcards from those aunts&uncles, and seeing 10 year olds begging for a pair of jeans or that $35 tee-shirt. For christmas they ask for a new Chanel purse and they absolutely have to have highlights, heels and hair extensions or they won't be good enough. It's necessary to have the newest sidekick or razor, because when you're 10 you don't just take the bus and call your parents when you get home, you need to talk to all of your friends during class, call them from the bathroom, and secretly text about the cute boy who's sitting behind you.
Welcome to the next generation where who you are is based on how you look and what you do. If you don't have the money to buy an ipod nano and don't have a computer in your room and don't stay up until 10:00 to watch the hills, you are so not cool.
I guess if I was walking into middle school nowadays I would be scared too. I would probably fret over every single thing down to my hair elastic color and making sure my eyebrows are just perfect. Walking into school just to pick up my brother I get glares from girls who are at lest 4 years younger looking at me like I'm not good enough to breathe. Suicide rates are up, it's highly unlikely to find someone with more than 2 best friends, and 13th birthdays now include vodka and a new pipe. If you we're born before 1990 I would consider yourself lucky, and as for after that, best of luck to you.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
relationships?
Nowadays relationships are not at all like they once we're. Kids are becomming serious at the age of 12 and are in love after the first week. The words "I love you" are flying around like "Hello" or "Goodbye" and no longer possess any significant meaning. When I watch older movies, or look at old photo albums with my grandparents of their drive-in dates or sock hop pictures, I can see how much more people actually meant to eachother. You can see it in their eyes they over time they have fallen in love and only wish to be with one other. They support each other in each own's basic interests and needs, they sit down and have dinner together, they communicate. And it's not by means of a text, an e-mail, or a message on myspace, it's in person. Talk about ANNOYING. I feel like if you want a meaningful relationship you need to live 10 years ago. So many people rely on all of these methods of communicating that nothing ever comes across right and words get twisted and it ends up in one big mess. Not to mention the internet allows other people to look into your life and follow your every move. I feel like facebook stalks my life and 90 year old people are always looking at my myspace. Nothing is safe or sacred anymore. If something happens in your life the whole world could know in minutes. Two way relationships are now 34 ways because every single one of your friends seems to have a say and are willing to talk about personal matters with your significant other that YOU should be talking to them about. Whatttever not like life isn't already a mess.
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