(Source: caoine, via windupwords)
my house is 80 degrees. it is 70 outside. we have small windows and one tiny fan. I can’t stay in my house but I have a bad sunburn and a cold. GAH
TGIF
I’m gossip. That’s pretty much a fact, and I do keep secrets if necessary but generally, I like to talk, which is often a form of gossip. I had an assignment at one school for the past four days: yesterday as I was driving out, two girls were being put in police cars. So I asked a student about it and got the whole story which was not good but as far as I understand they were not officially arrested which is better than I thought.
Today otherwise was good, we had “fun friday” and watched a movie for the second half of the day. I’m also starting to notice I’m starting talk like the children do - with improper english. I have to stop that because I yell at them for talking like that!
If you are a white woman and you want to call yourself a feminist, you must acknowledge that your whiteness affords you a privilege that shields you from a lot. You must also acknowledge that you are afforded privileges that some men in this country do not have. Racism and sexism are tightly intertwined. You cannot fight one while ignoring the other.
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ladyatheist (via mamaatheist)
As a sub teacher in an inner city, this is obvious. the African american boys I’m contact with regularly do not have the same opportunities as I did. And most schools in other parts of CT do not have the same level of education, and do not have the same percentages of african americans.
(via fuckyeahfeminists)
mad men nails already chipped :( wearing this color alllll summer though
it’s friday but I’m pretty sure I’m working from now until 6 and then I’m going out to dinner. Fun but damn I’m already tired.
Why do I feel as if my worth as a person is tied to if I get a “real” job or not?
