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what are you so angry about

I am in a bad mood. It’s muggy outside and I’m bloated and I hate my job and people are being mean to me and I didn’t sleep last night. I had a weird dream/suspended reality where I couldn’t move and I was hearing voices/music and I thought I saw a million ghosts in my room. It was weird and when I woke up I made a burrito to calm myself down.I used to have this sleep paralysis thing all the time but haven’t in awhile. It’s weird and makes me feel like something is looming.

I wonder what’s wrong. Not to be that guy, but is it because I’m on my period? Also everything in this world is fucked up (re: young black men getting shot, all the cases, now and back then).

What’s wrong what are you so angry about?

it’s cold out there

Spring Break is over. It was fun, especially going out for south by, and I also did a lot of things that I’ve needed to do for awhile (went to see my grandma and Ben’s mom, etc). I had to go into work more than I thought I did/probably should have but I think it was good for me to have something meaningful to do instead of read Glee fanfiction (oh my dear sweet lord).

Anyway let’s see how I did on my goals!

- Thrift shopping — that place on SoCo and that place in Georgetown

No :(

- Fix my dresser, put my clothes in drawers/on hangers

YES!!!!

- Coat rack?

No, but this is just another thing to add to my list: another bookshelf, living room chair, slip cover for the sofa, map of Africa

- pay bills (electric, internet, loans, credit card)

YES!!!

- edit this dissertation thing

YES!!!

- clean my apt

YES!!

- get rid of my clothes

No, Goodwill

- read everything

No :(

- catch up on Afr/Yor/Sp/Latin/French

No :(

Pretty good, I got to say

things I want 2 do 4 spring break

- Thrift shopping — that place on SoCo and that place in Georgetown

- Fix my dresser, put my clothes in drawers/on hangers

- Coat rack?

- pay bills (electric, internet, loans, credit card)

- edit this dissertation thing

- clean my apt

- get rid of my clothes

- read everything

- catch up on Afr/Yor/Sp/Latin/French

cause ain’t nobody gonna die today

So I cut my hair - short, like two months out from recovering from cancer short. I remember sitting in the barber’s chair (the barber being some anemic, pseudo-gay, white male in a cerulean-and-salmon-striped wife beat) and watching the first cut and feeling nothing - then seeing the second cut and feeling happier than I can remember in recent memory. I’ve been growing my hair out since I was 15 and the end result was a mid-back-length mass of split ends (the barber said 6 inches of damage) that did nothing but attract ill self-will and weirdos and compliments from women about how long my hair was.

And I hated it, for a number of reasons - my boyfriend liked it, which irritated me; my mom liked it, which made me feel proud but too into it; random men (and maybe women, I don’t know) on the street liked it, which made me feel violated. Now I’m happy because I look weird, in my mind - my hair is like five different textures and is all sticking up and making me look weird, and I love it. I love myself more than I have in awhile. Now I can just be me instead of a girl. This sounds weird but I feel so free not seeing myself as a perpetual attempt at a sex object. Now I can be the Nia I was in highschool - awkward, asexual, goofy, off-putting.

I cut my hair to feel less of a little girl but to be honest I feel younger and more ambitious and clear-headed than I have in awhile. I think 23 is gonna be a good year.

sunday funday

Here’s what I want to get accomplished today:

1. clean bathroom

2. vacuum

3. put shelf together

4. put clothes away

5. finish book/start other one

6. take out trash

7. write

8. assuage my guilt

9. figure out chords/notes for All of the Lights

10. catch up on Jeune Afrique

11. F/Y/Sp/Port?

Let’s do this

so what (young, wild, free)

What a weekend. I think I’m going to take a little hermetic break for awhile, my body’s been really cool about not dying and I’ve been pushing it pretty hard for the past month. Also even though I hate everything lately I should stop pretending like nothing matters, because it kind of does even though I don’t realize it now. I don’t want to be the person who cares because that’s too difficult but I think I can be the person who’s aware.

In other news — now that Glee is on hiatus I have no regular-set type thing to obsess about. Maybe this is a good time to revisit my new year’s resolutions:

1. Try and cook more - don’t just eat Hot Pockets for dinner. No frozen processed meals. Eat fresh cooked meals. Find more ways can I say this. 

Definitely not doing this well, still. Although now I’d say it’s pretty half and half at this point. They’re just so good

2. Lay out clothes before I go to bed each night.

HA HAAAAA. I should go through my clothes and throw some out, though, so that I can go shopping soon…

3. Find a good skin care regimen.

Started using a bb cream and I think it’s making me glow. You see me shining out there?

4. Write in my journal every day.

Yes!

5. Make a concerted effort to finish my novel by the end of this year.

Ugh no. Need to do this

6. Work on Spanish, French, Latin, and Yoruba.

No. Need to start doing this.

7. Take dance classes (mostly ballet) and try and reach some dance goals by the end of this year.

Yeah, although I need to add a class per week.

8. Read more about Africa (Jeune Afrique would be easy)

No. Should do this.

9. Drink only water or milk (i.e. no soda). Chocolate milk and seltzer water = ok.

I guess, I don’t really drink soda and I hate milk now, so it’s mostly been EmergenC and alcohol. But no longer.

10. Do me — be hilarious, confident, pretty, smart — in short, the best daughter/friend/gf/employee.

omg

11. I’m going to add a res: BE CLEANER (take out my trash regularly, do the dishes regularly, vacuum, pick up my clothes and put the dirty ones in the hamper, clean my fucking bathroom)

So far: no, but this is my goal for tonight. Gotta be clean for the birthday fairy!!!

thoughts on glee

So I’m not in the best place right now… being real too analytical and personally dissatisfied. And annoyed with EVERYONE and everything and all I want to do (apparently) is read and hate on Glee fanfiction? I guess to make you understand it’s like my high school self substituted Glee for … was going to say The Cure but I wasn’t capable of hating and loving something at the same time back then. I was too “real”.

Anyway here are my thoughts on Glee and the Samcedes relationship, which is a romantic relationship between a hot, fit, blond white male (Sam) and an “overweight”, dark-skinned black female (Mercedes) on network television. (Mostly to save my own face), let’s (sort of) disregard the fact that this show is 100% about simple stereotypes, but still define the black woman’s archetype — Christian, “overweight”, “divaesque”, angry, choir singing, matronly, overlooked, enduring, and worst of all and the topic of this post — asexual. The fact that her talent has been looked over in favour of the Barbara Streisandesque girl has become fodder and is sort of a joke (it shouldn’t be) and although it was given its own storyline, it ended with no resolution except that they were wrong to leave the Glee cult [although since then there IS notably less BS singing]. Mercedes’ storylines include: being overlooked for talent, being overweight obsessed with eating tater tots, being in love with a gay white male, being a haven for pregnant mother Quinn (about whom numerous interesting but still sexist story lines have been written), but mostly just being ANGRY and JEALOUS and always being ready with a quip about her CHOCOLATENESS.

But then the writers decided that Sam should like her. Sam, who has dated Quinn and Santana and who is so attractive that he should get screentime.. but for whom they accidentally burned through all the possible girls he could be with on the show. Sam who spends all his time on his body and who is from the south and is poor/homelessish for a bit of the show to give him some flavour and make him less boring (this fear of him being boring because he is hot is obviously not parallel to a fear that Mercedes is boring because she is just defined as black and A Diva). Samcedes starts dating and then the two break up and Mercedes starts dating a black football player with no character traits except that he’s got a full ride to Ohio State and says things like “cocoa babies”. No one really delves into their relationship until Sam comes back  - and then, suddenly, Mercedes is allowed to be sexualized (not sexual) and she is allowed to have boys like her with no reprecussions, AND her boyfriend is suddenly not good enough for her (although they were a perfect match because of their skin tone before Chord Overstreet was signed on for a few more episodes). I think that because Sam is white and conventionally attractive, his whiteness justifies the fact that Mercedes is pretty, that she is desirable, that it is conceivable that someone could like her. His desire of her defines her as desirable.

Now to be fair, I come from a mixed-race background and I enjoy as much as anyone seeing on TV anything other than black men and black women forced together because society thinks that they have to be. This could be the reason that Mercedes chose a nameless black football player to date, because of societal pressures -  but I’m no fan fiction writer. All we have is what the writers gave us: a stereotype of a black woman and an even worse stereotype of a black male football player; when they are together no one cares and there is no story except that Mercedes is whiny and thinks she’s talented. But when Sam comes back (who admittedly is a main character, not a side character, so he’s more developed) Mercedes is beautiful and she gets her own stories.

I will not stop watching Glee because I think the actor who plays Sam is as cute and handsome and sweet as everyone else and I think Mercedes deserves that, possibly more than anyone on the show. I just don’t think that you can discount the race thing as a “human nature” thing (UGH what a phrase they chose, the existence of which suggests that anyone would think that one or the other or both together wasn’t ‘human’). To me, the relationship seems very calculated and not as well-developed as other characters’ romances. There is something rotten in Denmark as they say and I am very cautious to fangirl over this (which is actually good for me - I have one last dignity. Maybe that’s why I’m fighting this so hard.)

I guess all I have are questions: was this done for shock value? Is it a joke? Is it to make Sam more interesting (dating a black girl being one of the last taboos of network TV)? Will Mercedes ever get a storyline that’s not connected to a man? Will Mercedes’ beauty and talent ever be its own thing and not as mirrored in a white world, as in being versus Rachel? Is this a running problem on the show - women being defined only through their relationships? (case in point: Quinn getting into Yale gets 45 secs of screentime - her relationships with Finn then Puck then Sam then Finn gets an entire series).

And yet, I wait with bated breath for Tuesday’s episode. Holler!

gotta be in it to win it

My contribution to the (now defunct) Shit… Says meme

SHIT WHITE HIPSTER BOYS SAY TO LIGHT SKINNED “AFRICAN AMERICAN” GIRLS

“Your dad is African American? He would, like, kill me if he met me lol”
“Hey, could your dad get me weed?”
“Hey, where does your dad get his weed from?”
“Wait, doesn’t your dad smoke weed? lol”
“That song “I like big butts”… could totally be about you lol. But not in a bad way!”
“I saw this African American girl once with a huge butt.. it looked painful lol”
“Hey, do you listen to hip hop?”
“I only smoke Newports, actually.”
“You are so sassy, it’s hilarious”
“You have really nice hair for being half African-American”
“Oh my god, your hair totally feels like what I’ve always thought an African American girl’s hair feels like”
“Have you ever braided your hair?”
“If I had an African American girlfriend I would want her to have an afro”
“You have really nice lips.”
“Uh, I’m sorry, didn’t mean to offend you”
“Uh, I’m sorry, was that, like, offensive?”
“Hey, don’t get on her bad side! She’ll, like, kill you”
“Oh my god don’t get mad! It was just a joke.”
“Why is everything a fight with you? Don’t be so offended”
“Don’t be so touchy!”
“Don’t  be so sensitive.”
“Damn, girl - am I right?!”
“Girl, please — am I right?”
“Oh no he didn’t - am I RIGHT?!
“You are like the best of both worlds… smart and cool! From both sides of your heritage”
“Your hair used to be so nappy when you were little!”
“You have such a good personality.. if I were attracted to you I would totally date you!”

One month in: reviewing my NYRs

1. Try and cook more - don’t just eat Hot Pockets for dinner. No frozen processed meals. Eat fresh cooked meals. Find more ways can I say this. 

Uh… well since then I’ve become a vegetarian and rely pretty heavily on Amy’s meals and Morning Star burgers.. I do know that stuff is basically just chemicals though so I’m definitely still needing to reach this goal.

2. Lay out clothes before I go to bed each night.

Nope, haven’t done this.

3. Find a good skin care regimen.

I think it’s looking a little better these days, so yes!

4. Write in my journal every day.

Been doing good on this!

5. Make a concerted effort to finish my novel by the end of this year.

Been doing not so good on this, though there’s been a little progress.

6. Work on Spanish, French, Latin, and Yoruba.

Been doing not so good on this… especially the Yoruba, I need to quit playing.

7. Take dance classes (mostly ballet) and try and reach some dance goals by the end of this year.

Yes! They started two weeks ago. Need to add one a week, though, but I’m flying out there!

8. Read more about Africa (Jeune Afrique would be easy)

Been doing not so good on this.

9. Drink only water or milk (i.e. no soda). Chocolate milk and seltzer water = ok.

HA! Drinking every night because I drink to my accomplishments. Especially those Jack and Cokes LOL

10. Do me — be hilarious, confident, pretty, smart — in short, the best daughter/friend/gf/employee.

YES, though I need to get more into the reaching out game.


DAMN

I don’t know too much about the politics of sexuality and race and the complication betwixt the two, but I do know that I’m not even sorry about liking this guy only for how he looks in a novelty way.

DAMN

I don’t know too much about the politics of sexuality and race and the complication betwixt the two, but I do know that I’m not even sorry about liking this guy only for how he looks in a novelty way.