Day Without An Immigrant
Today was National Day Without An Immigrant, which is a grassroots day for immigrants rights. I guess the idea is that you’re supposed to boycott shopping and wear white for peace and some people stay home from their jobs. I don’t know if its if you’re an immigrant or not…. cos i didnt’ do that part. Joe and I also went to the rally they had at the capitol building. it was a lot of fun. i really like rallies, even if this one was mostly in spanish. i really wish i spoke it. though it’s close enough to french that i could understand about 1/8th of what was being said, maybe a little more. still not enough though. while we were listening to it started to come back to joe. it was funny cos he was just suddenly able to translate the blippy things they were saying. haha.
i’m so glad that joe and i went to the rally. it was just a really amazing experience, and it was pretty sweet because i got to see people i dont usually see. my friend leif who i have morse’s class with was there, as was laura, nikhil, jackie and ryan. it was just mostly awesome. i also saw that guy from HALO who I like so well. I wish I had more time to talk with him. I don’t think we’ve ever had a conversation we just figure we’re struggling against The Establishment and go about our ways. Such fun.
I went out Thursday and Saturday night to Travis’s and Will’s respectively. Both times were pretty effin rad. It was really nice to see people I hadn’t seen in a long time at T-ravs and Wills was more laid back and it was an 80s party and all of the people there were really sweet. I just had a good time and it’s also pretty nice to spend time hanging out with people and socializing instead of just writing papers and watching tv all the damn time. going out is fun, it turns out. and its fun because i think i’ve grown up enough that i’m not just really immature whenever i go out and i can drink and stop when i need to and it’s not like this terrible thing i do to myself.
sam said that she thinks i’m self destructive or have a self destructive personality type or something. i asked her if she thinks that because i destroy everything from the inside. and then we talked for a while about destrutiveness and how everyone is an alcoholic in some way, even if its not alcohol. i sorta agree that we all have our addictions. i’m pretty sure hers and mine aren’t dissimilar, as well, so she wasn’t so hard to talk to. it made me think about how i used to cut myself. and how i flood myself with so many things that are fattening and gross. i don’t know. i think i need to take better care of myself in the end but i’m starting the path of doing it which is good for me and i think i love me again and that is good as well. feeling like i am a positive contributor to society and the lives of those around me is a great place to be. i adore it.
now if i can only get this stupid comment spam to stop being an issue. ugggh. it’s driving me crazy.