Went to the IH masquerade ball on Thursday. =)

Got to see old faces and lots of dancing and loads of champagne sunrises!  

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/05/08/rachel-ehmke-13-year-old-_n_1501143.html?ncid=edlinkusaolp00000003 

I would love to say that mean girls just need to grow up and that they will…. 
but some don’t grow out of old habits. 
Some just become mean women and cattiness prevails.

There are so many more worthwhile things they could be spending time on.
Try as we may, cant change ppl who aren’t willing.
So fuck bitches, get thick skinned instead.

My brain is currently on information overload.
 

I think this always happens when im article reading for my research papers. Uncovering some pretty good stuff every here and again, so please pardon the random everythings that i keep posting. But keep in mind i dont write to make ppl happy.

Tumblr is more a notebook for me, more than it is a reading for you. 
                       [but if you enjoy it then that makes me =) ]

I am not a fashion blogger or a propaganda blurter. My musings are all encompassing because they touch on every facet of my life. 

Here I am:

a poet (hahaha well i guess some of it can be considered poetry)
an activist
a ranter 
an artist
an academic (well i try to think academically)
a memoirist
a philosopher (well more like i am philosophical…. not really a philosopher)
a whatever the fuck i feel like at the moment 

Proceed with caution. 

“Our focus is on knowledge, rather than learning, as there is much more to be said about the former and the relationship between knowledge and learning is complex….We observe that it is widely assumed in social movement learning theory and environmental adult education that bottom-up knowledge is marginalised and in need of recognition, respect and validation; and expert or canonical knowledge is too overweening in some forms of environmental education and should be treated with suspicion and resistance.” ( Flowers and Swan 2011)

If there’s one thing I hate, it is the spreading of false information. I see first hand how quickly it spreads.
 

We watched the Slow Foods documentary in class and towards the end, there is a still shot of stats on the Slow Foods movement. 150 countries. 450 regional chapters. Afterwards my teacher misquotes and says 450 countries and then all of my fellow classmates in turn misquote the stat. I am sitting in my seat wanting to shout out “NO! There aren’t even 200 countries in the world! Get your facts straight! its 150! We just saw the freaking video five minutes ago!”
…But that would be terribly mean, so i just grit my teeth. Even in classes after that, people misquote and intertextually reference the previous class. Wrong. They were just spreading wrongness all over the place. =(

On a related note, fact checking should not exist only in the real world. If blogging is overtaking traditional forms of news media, bloggers should at least do the curtesy of fact checking because there is nothing worse than misinforming the public…. well maybe there is, but this is still pretty bad. 

“In a telephone survey of bloggers by the PEW Internet and American Life Project, Lenhart discovered that most bloggers are writing to express their creativity, document their personal experiences, and stay in touch with their friends (2006). More importantly, most bloggers do not check their facts, or cite the source of information that they republish in their blog” (Maureen 2010).

If you’re spreading information not personal experience or creative writing…..
Always remember to cite your site!  

Taylor, M. (2010.)  Anticipatory socialization in the use of social media in public relations: A content analysis of PRAS’s Public Relations Tactics. Public Relations Review 36. 2010. 207-214.

Lenhart, A. (2006). Bloggers: A portrait of the Internet’s new storytellers. Pew Internet and American Life Project.

I ready myself for confrontation. Its final seasons in the library. On the bus prepared to fight it out for a study space. Let the games begin!

just because i dont yell
doesn’t mean there’s not steam
bottled up my neck
floating in between ears. 

No tears and no fears,
i cling to nothing
and no one
if they don’t treat me right.

I know I know a little and I think about a lot, but there’s still much to discover and more knowledge to be sought. 

I realize today that my thought lacks a certain dimension.

I think, but I do not dive as deep.

I hold back from making sweeping conclusions for I do not have the authority to do so.

But maybe it is time to observe more closely, so I can come up with something more definitive, but do so knowing the things i observe only pertain to a single region of a pinprick of a planet, in a corner of the universe.
 

happiness is only real when shared. 

true and not true.
my happiness is still real, but its better when shared. =)