A 22 year old, half-Finnish Feminist ultra nerd. The Simpsons, transhumanism, RPGs, literary analysis and sweets give my life meaning.
Man, I’m going to age really well.
Now that I’m moving to Europe before I’m 25, my skin can enjoy the less stressful, less polluted environment of central Europe and Scandinavia before it really starts to age. Also, magical Scandinavian anti-aging cream will be everywhere.
I’ll roll up to my 20th class reunion looking ten years younger than I really am.
i hate the whole oppression works both way thing because like
if you go up to your boss and say “YOURE A FUCKING ASSHOLE. YOURE FIRED!!” nothing happens to your boss because you’re not in a position to do anything to her like that. if she goes “NO, YOURE FIRED.” then you’re out on your ass and unemployed. you both said the same thing, but its effects were COMPLETELY different, because of the POSITIONS OF POWER.
We need to remember what’s important in life: friends, waffles, work. Or waffles, friends, work. Doesn’t matter, but work is third.
Blerrggghh so much work.
Tomorrow is my lazy day; I just have one tutoring appointment.
106 days until I move to Austria.
44% of the audience of Guardians of the Galaxy is female and all the speculation states that women went to see it for Chris Pratt’s body. I don’t think that’s fair. Maybe (and this is crazy) they just like kickass movies with space shit and explosions. Maybe women can do things without men being their motivation. Maybe.
I WENT FOR THE TALKING RACCOON MOTHAFUCKAS
I work with my acting coach to help me get into character and do pronunciation drills and tongue twisters to help me deliver lines.
I envision the script as a story in my mind, memorize the entire thing and have it play out. It helps me figure out where my character needs to go.
You have to be serious, but you also have to make your own time to have fun.
I tell jokes, I laugh with the people on set, I play with the director. Then I try to pay attention and see what I have to do.
When I need to cry, I think of very sad things, mostly about animals. My favorite animal is a polar bear. They’re going extinct, and I really don’t want that to happen.
Quotes are from Quvenzhané Wallis’s Secrets: Work Hard, Play Hard, Think About Polar Bears in The New York Times by Molly Young. She got to talk to Quvenzhané about her creative process. This child is so gifted.
(I’m still low key mad that her epic commercial wasn’t a film but instead a commercial for Maserati. I’m gonna go see Annie during Christmas time, in the meanwhile.)
Agnes Scott is being unable to physically restrain yourself when you hear the Wobble start like someday i’m gonna be giving birth and that beat’s gonna start like ALL THE SHAWTIES IN THE CLUB and i’m just gonna stand up lean back like WOBBLE BABY WOBBLE BABY WOBBLE BABY WOBBLE
Why is the term “friend zone” so popular when the term “unrequited love” already exists and is more accurate? I suspect it’s because it shifts the locus of responsibility. “Unrequited love” focuses on the person who has the crush. The feelings being discussed are the crushing person’s, thus the responsibility is on them to get over their crush and move on. “Friend zone”, on the other hand, focuses on the crush object’s choices. The phrase erases the agency of the crushing person. All blame for their pain is put on the crush object. “Unrequited love” is something that can happen to both sexes, but “friend zone” is a sexist concept that implies that women are solely responsible for men’s happiness, and not men themselves.
Lol shitty night