So my weekend was pretty damn interesting, I guess. On my standards, it was pretty interesting. I ended up spending too much money but you know what I'm so proud of myself. I've been managing my money very well. But anyways this weekend we went to Morgantown, West Virginia. To be honest the town isn't nearly as bad as you would think. I actually found the town to be very nice. I could possibly see myself living there. And to mention their McDonald's had the best sweet tea I have ever had in my life. We went to a gay club down there and it was...let's just interesting. There was a drag queen there and she had to be the most disturbing looking drag queen I hav eever seen in my life. LOL. I promise, you would have agreed.
Anyways, the club wasn't really my scene but eh, I was kind of mad because my boyfriend was being a douche bag. Don't you just hate when they say they are going to call back and don't. And then you text them and they don't get back to you until like hours later. I was peeved but I tried to make the best of the situation. My fave part of the club was getting to spend time with my friend who honestly, I miss so much. I never say that. I never miss people. I miss him. He is a really good friend and I always have fun hanging out with him. Just a little disappointing that I don't get to see him or hang out with him as much as I would like and we go to the same damn school! But you cherish those moments you do get to spend together.
So, it's Monday. School wasn't in my plans today which is why I only went to half my classes. I slept. It was good. I happened to get up and went to my last class and I'm thankful because we saw a documentary that really caught my eye. It was a movie about the terror, living standards and problems that are plaguing countries like Bangladesh, Peru, South Africa and Haiti. It kept my interest the whole time. It's very sad to see people forced to live this way. I just want to go to these places and just give them food, decorate their homes, take them for a drive or just give them a hug. I know what it's like to live in poverty and trust me, it's no laughing matter. Unlike these families, my family had the opportunity to get out of poverty. When you are in poverty, just the smallest gestures give you a glimpse of hope. When you are in poverty and lose hope...it's over. I really hope one day that I can make a difference. Not change the world. But just make someone's life better. Or even better two or three or maybe even four lives better. I don't mean sponsoring some child in India or donating clothes to the Goodwill. I mean getting out there experiencing, changing and thriving with the less fortunate. Gain knowledge and share it with the world. Maybe I'll go to Peru and teach them how to read. Or provide homes for the homeless. Only time will tell what impact I will have on someone else's life...
Also.
My heart goes out to any and everyone effected by Columbine. Let's celebrate the lives lost.
I can't believe it's been 10 years...
It's incidents like this that makes my life revolve around justice/humanity/human rights.
Anyways, the club wasn't really my scene but eh, I was kind of mad because my boyfriend was being a douche bag. Don't you just hate when they say they are going to call back and don't. And then you text them and they don't get back to you until like hours later. I was peeved but I tried to make the best of the situation. My fave part of the club was getting to spend time with my friend who honestly, I miss so much. I never say that. I never miss people. I miss him. He is a really good friend and I always have fun hanging out with him. Just a little disappointing that I don't get to see him or hang out with him as much as I would like and we go to the same damn school! But you cherish those moments you do get to spend together.
So, it's Monday. School wasn't in my plans today which is why I only went to half my classes. I slept. It was good. I happened to get up and went to my last class and I'm thankful because we saw a documentary that really caught my eye. It was a movie about the terror, living standards and problems that are plaguing countries like Bangladesh, Peru, South Africa and Haiti. It kept my interest the whole time. It's very sad to see people forced to live this way. I just want to go to these places and just give them food, decorate their homes, take them for a drive or just give them a hug. I know what it's like to live in poverty and trust me, it's no laughing matter. Unlike these families, my family had the opportunity to get out of poverty. When you are in poverty, just the smallest gestures give you a glimpse of hope. When you are in poverty and lose hope...it's over. I really hope one day that I can make a difference. Not change the world. But just make someone's life better. Or even better two or three or maybe even four lives better. I don't mean sponsoring some child in India or donating clothes to the Goodwill. I mean getting out there experiencing, changing and thriving with the less fortunate. Gain knowledge and share it with the world. Maybe I'll go to Peru and teach them how to read. Or provide homes for the homeless. Only time will tell what impact I will have on someone else's life...
Also.
My heart goes out to any and everyone effected by Columbine. Let's celebrate the lives lost.
I can't believe it's been 10 years...
It's incidents like this that makes my life revolve around justice/humanity/human rights.
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