Today in my teenage angst, I gratuitously post a picture of myself. Well more so, my hair.
Hello Giggles is my best friend. Not only do they post relevant, hilarious and brilliantly written articles, they have easy/attainable DIYs that less than handy people like myself can perform with ease.
I present to you the Bow Bun. I did this even without a mirror. How's that, you ask? I'm just that good. Just kidding. I've already noted that I'm less than handy. This instead, happens to be just that easy. So I took a picture and Warhol'd it on picmonkey (blessedly taking the place of picnik) because I'm awesome.
I like my hair to be a little messy. I don't have a lot of it and seriously, though inexplicably, feel that when it's messy, I have more hair. Either way, this worked exactly as I thought it would not. It's a winner. I think it will be my birthday hair.
Who knows Laci Green??? Today in my teenage angst, I feel like a part of this blog is about promoting the good things other people are doing. And I'm okay with that. Because I become privy to a lot of really great things and want other people to know about them. The more ways I can tell people, the better.
Laci Green runs an online sex education website that promotes Sex+ - Sex Positivity. It's the promotion of healthy sexual awareness as well as positive gender identity development. She's a genius. I do think that the development of sex education since the Victorian era - which if you've done any study was extremely oppressive - has left us in the state we're in. Aka, an unwillingness to approach the topic with ease, but instead with fear, euphemisms and clearing of the throats. Laci's mission is to undo that. She exposes a lot of the underpinnings of the North American view of sex, in that too much is bad, too little is bad, over-exposure is bad, hushed tones are necessary, etc, and introduces a new, positive way of understanding that beautiful thing that is sex.
Laci and I differ in a lot of areas. The greatest one I often identify, is that she's a pretty severe humanist. Her existence is owned by the human experience and she spreads that message thoroughly and effectively. So I generally take what she has to say with a grain of salt, but her encouragement to separate yourself from the patriarchal expectations of relational and sexual interactions as wells as the patriarchal definitions of beauty rings true. Beautifully so. I have a lot of passion for the positive development of sexual identity and while I don't find that to be my life's calling, I praise God for people, like Laci, who do.
The following are my most recommended Laci watches. If you want some serious, throwback to the sex-ed you probably didn't get in High School, education, there are a lot more of her videos to watch. You can also subscribe to her on Youtube, Tumblr and Facebook.
This is not about the movie three hundred watched while having the flu, but rather the fact that this is my three-hundredth post, a goal which I had hoped to achieve by the end of the year. And it's only May! So congratulations me.
This weekend in my teenage angst, I got the flu. I really never get sick. Colds, fevers, stomach aches, throwing up, it's just not a part of my life experience. Except during times of extreme excitement (travelling to Disneyland when I was five) or trauma (after both of my horrific car accidents). Other than that, the process of being sick is fairly foreign to me. I'm certain this makes me more pathetic and consequently even less functional than would be if I experienced it regularly. Janelle brought me soda crackers and ginger ale and I was hilarious delirious in talking to her. I even sang her, You're the Best Around by Joe Esposito, from the tournament montage in Karate Kid. Video below. Look at Elisabeth Shue. She's a goddess. Anyway, Janelle just replied, "okay go back to your bed" and backed away slowly. Bless her.
So I'm on the mend, now more efficiently sympathizing with others who often have the flu, instead of just empathizing, because really, I have no idea what you're going through.
Today in my teenage angst, I experienced the most epic song transition on my run today. I have this playlist that I listen to when I run. It's like nine hours long and as such could get me through a dang lot of running. It's made up of amazing songs that I love. Almost. I accidentally put this one song in from The Virgin Suicides soundtrack that really doesn't belong. As I was running around the track at high school across the street and "Young Cardinals" by Alexisonfire came on. It's an amazing pump-me-up song. I often pump my fist in the air at key points throughout.
As the song came to a close, and there wasn't even a break, in came "O Valencia" by The Decemberists. I couldn't believe it. These songs are from vastly different genres with a vastly different vibe. One, I can only listen to while running and the other, is a good for anything type of song. And yet! They are so perfect. They are so. perfectly. matched.
Please listen to them together. One after the other. Like load them at the same time so you can hear them fade into each other with the same epic fervor that I did.
Today in my teenage angst, me and Ghandi are the same. This is mostly a joke, but also entirely serious.
The other day I took an online quiz to find out where I sit on the 'political compass.' This shows you if you're more authoritarian or libertarian, more left wing or right wing. See that red dot with Ghandi's name by it? That's almost exactly where I sit.
I like knowing this, because politics as a field has a really broad scope. And it's hard to pinpoint where you sit on every issue. And even if you know where you stand on a lot of issues, it's hard to know what those add up to. Plus, I really like politics and understanding policy and having an idea of how I would set up policy if I was in charge. Which I likely never will be and we should all likely be grateful for that.
Wanna find out if you sit with Stalin or Hitler? Click through.
