faith wrote:
They do know most kids don't remember anything before they hit 4 or so, right?
Omg be quiet. At least my mom was there to document my lifelong love for Beauty and the Beast. XD
Anyhoo, I can't wait for the day I get to go to the Beauty and the Beast castle. I was discussing the idea in February, I almost forgot about it by that point, but then I wasn't able to go. I still can't believe I haven't gone. One imagineer said, "When a guest walks through that entryway and looks up... it's the movie. You see the chandeliers, the walls, the drapery, the mural on the ceiling, even the floor is recreated from the movie. We've put our guest in that environment. When you walk into the space it's almost overwhelming. It's very emotional as well. For those of us who truly love Disney this is so over the top that I've seen tears come to some peoples' eyes. It's that powerful, that emotional."
Yeah, I know that will be me because I was like that just watching a video of it.
I still think you can be a modern woman and still love the princesses. I never liked it when parents, trying to be feminist or modern or egalitarian or liberal or what have you, prevented kids from having anything pink (even if the child wanted it) or stopped them from seeing anything Disney. Maybe the child doesn't like the princesses because her parents forced her not to see them or always badmouthed them. Or maybe the child just doesn't like the princesses, and that's fine too, just as it is fine for a child to like them. I don't think how modern she is should be judged totally based on that.
It kind of goes along with the whole judging of who is more modern, "liberated," etc. I always disliked when stay-at-home mothers are seen as the less modern, less feminist, less liberated because they stay at home taking care of kids and don't have a career. Then women who don't want kids or who want to focus on a career first aren't seen as "real" women or are seen as selfish. It's always something!
Don't even get me started on that whole nonsense of what a "real" woman is. Real women have bodies, that should be it. Unless it's something like "Real women don't sell children or women as sex slaves" then that's okay.
I really miss the joy of being "evil" with someone. I can't be that way with anyone in my life right now. Ugh, just one thing I hadn't done in years until this year.
Hm, I'm not sure if it's being "evil," but just being totally honest, being politically incorrect, and poking fun at things you're not really supposed to? I almost forgot how much fun it was and I almost forgot what it felt like to say, "Oh my God, you're so bad!!"
I also at one point said, "You're not an old man" and "How can you judge something if you've never tried it??" Man, I hadn't said those phrases in what seemed like centuries.
This is really random, but I wonder what happened to a friend of mine from NYU. We met online first in a facebook group and then happened to have Lessons from the Biosphere (loved this class!) together so we talked even more. She was a fashion blogger and writer and she wrote really well and got more popular, got coverage, getting thousands of fans. She'd ask me to check her posts to make sure there wasn't any mistake she missed.
We'd study for class together and found "organism moments" exciting. She said she was going to drop out though due to personal issues and pursue her startup career and dedicate herself more to her blogging job, so I sat alone for the rest of the semester. It made me look mysterious to the rest of the class, as I've been told (by a sailor bold), especially since I got perfect scores and extra credit and I became friends with the professor.
I loved that class. I almost forgot how much I did! I learned more about the dinosaurs and extinct species and CO2 emissions.
I didn't really know much about CO2 in general until then. We were also forced to go to the Natural History Museum on a scavenger hunt and I had so much fun on my own. I really liked working on my projects on erosion and human evolution.
When I was little I made a couple of dinosaur projects about extinction. My mom helped me and we used Nike shoeboxes to make backdrops, like stages to depict a time period, link them to make a timeline, and I placed dinosaur figures in them. For a snowy period I'd sprinkle baby powder on them. I also had all these books on extinct species. (I also read books on the Titanic and the ancient wonders of the world... I just always had a lot of books on nerdy subjects!)
Then I took Einstein's Universe and I learned about the stars, scientists I never heard of, and about the universe expanding. I felt so small! My friends and I would joke about Fermi and neutrinos. I hated the math part of it though and that was a real pain, I got a C+ in the end, but I had a really good time with my friends while experimenting, especially when the TA couldn't answer homework questions. I'm happy Cosmos reminded me of those all those days from when I was little to my NYU classes. They better make a second season relatively soon. I can't go on much longer.
Anyway she and I kept talking about our personal lives, the way we saw things, and it was really good. We agreed on a lot of women's things too. One story she told me, about herself, was always in my mind. Most of her psychological problems started with an abusive relationship she was in a couple of years before she started at NYU. One time her boyfriend was beating her on the floor in front of his mother, she would be screaming for help, and all the mother did was sit there and pray to God. One time my friend called the police, but it wasn't taken seriously and that's why she never liked the culture from her country.
I can't even imagine being in that situation! Shrisha was telling me about her troubles for only a few minutes and while I couldn't really say much at the end I said I feel as though the right person will help bring out the best in you. I'm not a good liar and I know when something isn't good for me even if I hope for it to change. I was once caught up with "everyone's favorite guy" and even though I was really happy at first it later devolved into something almost entirely different and while nothing truly horrible happened I knew when to go! I can't really lie to myself either and even before anything ugly happened I knew what was going on. People aren't perfect, but I don't think someone for you will be someone whose behavior you need to keep excusing often, who is inconsiderate, who is not making an effort, and who makes you feel down, especially about yourself. I'd apply the same to friends.
I'm not sure why I just thought of my friend again, but we haven't spoken for a while.
Maybe it's because I just spoke to a friend of ours, Demi. She's an animator and she showed me back on February 2nd a really rough animated video of something she was making, "Strangers Again":
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dv8G-52uWfo
Even though it's super rough and not finished at all it brought a tear to my eye for some reason when I first saw it! She had a showcase that I couldn't attend, but she still hasn't finished this one. It starts off with a guy and a girl on the street and when she sees him she sees their relationship and break up in different historical eras. Or something like that. Demi isn't even sure herself, but I still like it!
Aaand I think I'm going to have to go to the doctor because I might have a concussion or whiplash, but we'll see. I was getting depressed as I was telling Odera, "I've been wanting to go to Coney Island since March, then that went poof, and after months I finally get to go with someone and now I have to think about doctors and concussions and it's like AGHGHHGGH." Seriously, I wish I could have a good time, or a good day, without anything weird or bad happening right afterwards. I was waiting for my Coney Island day for a while and I was feeling all, "Yay, I did it!"
WAAAAAAHHHHHH~
My dad got worried and it was sweet. I really want to help my parents in the future. My dad and I were walking after his haircut when we passed by the first apartment in NYC I lived in. I shared with my dad and an old cousin and my room was tiny while my dad slept on the floor and all I had was a fan by my head even though it was a terrible summer. I would get out of the shower and sweat immediately. Later we moved into a nicer apartment, which was also tiny, and now we're in a nicer one. I felt as though over the last four years my life (as a whole) has gone up, up, and awaaaay.
But my dad said he always thought I could handle anything when our car broke down on the road in the Peruvian jungle with giant mosquitos. It was raining and the car wasn't moving despite being pushed, but he saw me sitting there in the rain on the mud not complaining. The entire time I didn't complain about the mosquitos. Then on another Peruvian adventure I had to take a shower on the second floor of an unfinished building with cold water and no walls so it was just me, the shower, and the open air. I don't even know why that happened.
I was speaking with Shannen about some devastating Shanghai news. First Karen and David broke up and now we think Howard and Sherry broke up. Shannen had high hopes for Howard and Sherry. I'm pinning everything on Lord Phil and Jessica now. I can't wait to see Shannen on Saturday. She complained last night that she came home at midnight again. I asked, "What do you even work on? XD"
S: I work on a variety of deals. I'm a businessman.
A: The children need their father.
S: I need to make money for my family.
A: Does that mean not spending any time at home at all?
S: Someone's got to make money to pay for the kids' college education.
Omg XD