John Lennon said, count your age by friends, not years; count your life by smiles, not tears. I agree not to put a numeric value on age, but instead of smiles and tears, I count my years a little differently. Here’s how: By my crush on Justin Bieber–it has become weak over the years, although… Continue reading How I Count My Years
Work was cancelled today, so I took a detour to Alexander Book Company which is right across the street from the bus stop. I looked through a shelf of books and decided to see if they had a book I’ve been stalking on Amazon for months, but too cheap to buy. I asked them… Continue reading How I Ended Up with Frank Bill.
Today I am Samantha, and it is my twenty-first birthday. Well, according to this ID and credit card that’s my life. I go down to Denny’s for a free breakfast. The waiter asks to see my ID because he swears up and down that he saw me in here last week. Last week I was… Continue reading Nine Lives.
DISCLAIMER: Full of spoilers, so if you have not watched and plan on doing so (it is on Netflix) then stop here. I know I'm probably late to the party, the Sausage Party that is, but I actually found the movie to be quite thought-provoking. From the previews I thought it would just be a fun and… Continue reading How Sausage Party is a Religious Film.
My grandma dropped out of school in the second grade. Things were different back then. But one day, when women finally began to gain rights and when my grandmother finally began to gain the courage to unlock the chains that pulled her down from liberation my grandmother decided to take the GED test. I had… Continue reading For Grandma.
INT: Dimly lit rundown bar. White guy: Nigger! Black guy: Cracker. White guy: Jungle bunny! Black guy: Hillbilly. White guy: Jigaboo! Black guy: Juggalo. White guy: Ape! Black guy: Peckerwood. White guy: Nig nog! Black guy: What are we even doing? White guy: You started it! Black guy: No, YOU started it when you… Continue reading A White Man and Black Man Walk into a Bar.
Friday was my university's annual concert, Donaroo! The performers were winners of the school DJ competition, two of the school dance groups, Giraffage, and ANDERSON .PAAK! (yes lawd!). I think most of the cost of the concert is included in tuition or fees we pay, but the concert was still very cheap for the performers… Continue reading Trying to Come Down from a Concert High.
I finally made it to see Get Out last night, and wow. It was such an amazing movie. It was so deep, chilling, and thought-provoking. Living in San Francisco, you are always going to be in a theater full of white people, but it was such an interesting experience watching this movie in particular with… Continue reading Get Out: Leaving the Theater with a Numb Body and Jumping Mind.
INT. Diner – Day Zika: Spirit, what is love? Spirit: (sings) what is love, baby don’t hurt me. Don’t hurt me, no more. Zika: Spirit. Spirit: don’t hurt me, no mo- Zika: Spirit! Spirit: What?! Zika: I asked you a question. Spirit: What is the question? Zika: I said what is love? Spirit: (sings) what… Continue reading Haddaway.
This paper dives into Colin Kaepernick’s protest that began just a few months ago in the Bay Area. I explore the movement and the statistics behind what Kaepernick is protesting, how many athletes have gotten involved, and I also explore the effects the movement has had on education. There are two aspects I focus on… Continue reading The Kaepernick Effect on Education