Reasons abortion should be fully covered on all insurance plans:
- If you can’t afford an abortion, you definitely can’t afford a pregnancy
- If you can’t afford an abortion, and are forced to carry a pregnancy to term anyway, you sure as hell can’t afford a child
Who the fuck do you think you’re really protecting here?
Time for a real blog!
I’m writing this one on my new iPad, which I am pretty damn excited about. I’m a big girl and I made a responsible purchase! I figured that not only will it help me with organized note taking in class, but it will also help my electronically-focused mind to stay more engaged and thus preventing less falling asleep. This is a huge problem for me and legit is the actual cause for a lot of my bad grades. I’m excited to test this all out and start making progress.
So some other things…
Apartment life is swell. It was weird driving home to an apartment and doing a load of laundry after classes where as for the past two years I’ve been walking home and wasting time until there was some event to go to or I was able to build up enough will power to go do my laundry in the community building. I have a real home and a real schedule now and the glory of it has sunk in, and I love it.
I’ve been getting this weird feeling lately (it may be hormones? Damn periods…) but I feel like I do a lot more cooking and cleaning than Sean, and I don’t think it’s necessarily because he is lazy. The chore dynamic between us is a work in progress.
Also, gonna pay my first rent tomorrow morning. I am excited for some weird reason. I like this independent feeling… I am only 20 years old and here I am working a professional job in my dream career field, paying for my very own roomy apartment, going to school and planning a career, running and participating in several campus organizations, and budgeting my money and paying for things I want- like iPads and tickets to a Silverstein concert on September 13th. (Fuck yeah, btw. So hyped!) I usually don’t like to gloat or brag, but damn. I’m mature as a motherfucker. I’m more mature than most people I know (sadly, adults over 30 are included here.) Go me, for real! Like, god damn I am doing so well right now.
Tomorrow starts another week of classes and what not. I’m also going to Jess’s dorm tomorrow night and watching her unveil her long awaited mcat scores, although she ditched me at my event on Saturday after she said she would go and turned down another invitation to dinner at my house tonight (it was breakfast for dinner too! like… Damn) to presumably hang out with Jurek. I will go and be supportive, because I know (more than most of her friends) that this is a huge deal. Even though I am kinda hurt. To be honest though, I had a hunch this would happen. She would move in with Dev and they would get close and she would spend more time with her…and hey- who doesn’t love hanging with Dev? She’s basically one of the coolest people I know and I barely know her. So that isn’t a total surprise, however Jurek being back in the picture is.
She isn’t listening, but I have tried to tell her that this newly re-kindled friendship is a poor choice in general, especially for her busiest semester to date. But hey, she is gonna have to learn the hard way. It is her life and I have to let her make her own choices, even though they make me cringe inwardly.
But in other, happier news, I watched the NA LCS tournament yesterday and today. I felt so engrossed and invested in it! It was like how I’ve seen people get when they watch football or basket ball… I was engaged in the game, and I knew what was going on too. I also strangely felt at home… I like this stuff. I like playing league of legends and spectating the professional matches and running the LoL club at school and planning my upcoming league cosplay. I have a niche and it feels great!
So there’s the update on my life. It’s going pretty swell right now.
somebody DO SOMETHING
i’ve added this before but this is the most important story that i have
this was published in the vancouver sun like 2 years ago, and i remember reading the paper after class while my sister was watching tv or something, and i burst out laughing when i read the headline. and so im tell her to look, and show her the article and she says “what’s a rim job” and my dad looked up at me and we held eye contact for like. a whole minute and we just had a terrible moment where he knew that i knew what a rim job was, and i knew that he knew what a rim job was and now that’s a reality that we have to face together
that commentary was beautiful