Prepare thyself; there be a mighty rant under the cut.Read more
And it feels so good. There’s just nothing quite like cutting your hair to make you feel free, light, and happy. Seriously. I am so calm and content, and my hair looks damn fine. :)
I have read more stories on tumblr in the last few weeks about Ryan Gosling doing lovely things… so I felt like contributing my own.
Technically speaking, it’s not my own. It’s my friend’s story. Junior year of high school, she had been diagnosed with acute lymphoblastic leukemia, and was hospitalized at Children’s Hospital Boston. A few weeks into her stay, when she was really into her treatment and the weight of the cancer was setting in for everyone, Ryan Gosling happened to be in Boston. I guess he was there for some sort of music thing, but he took the time out of his day to visit Children’s and say hello to the kids there. He stopped by my friend’s room, talked with her and her mom for awhile, and took a few photos.
I know lots of celebrities make charity visits and whatnot, but this was the first time I had heard of a celebrity just sort of… stopping by unannounced to say hello to some sick kids. He didn’t get anything out of it. He didn’t make any money or turn his visit into some sort of “event.” He just made my friend a little happier during what was a pretty upsetting time in her life.
I will always remember hearing that story and gaining a little bit more respect for who, up until that point, I had only ever known as “that guy from the Notebook.”
I have this vague idea for a summer project, but I need some suggestions.
I’m starting a list of things that I’ve never done before that I would like to do this summer. Some items that already made the cut include baking a cake entirely from scratch (frosting included), watching Star Wars all the way through, and attempting to make a GIF.
If you can think of anything relatively simple/inexpensive to do that could go on my list, that would be great. Any thoughts are appreciated, even if it turns out I’ve already done the thing you suggest. :)
I get that nose piercings, especially nose rings, aren’t necessarily mainstream. I know it’s been months since you’ve seen me, since I’ve last served you your five glasses of Chardonnay, and in those months, I have, in fact, had my nose pierced. I know that this may come as a surprise to you, because I’m such a “nice girl” and all, but I have only one thing to say to you, woman who comes to the bar I work at all the time:
I didn’t ask for your fucking opinion on what I choose to do with my body, so please feel free to keep it to yourself.
This goes for every single person who has thusfar initiated this conversation in the last few weeks:
Other person: “Oh, what’s that? Did you get your nose pierced?”
Me: “Yeah, back in October or so.”
Other person: “…oh.”
This is usually immediately followed by a disapproving stare, a slight eyeroll, or an abrupt, awkward change of subject. In one instance, my friend’s mother (who I always have and still do adore, and who I know meant what she said in good humor and not malice) immediately asked if I had pierced anything else or had any “crazy” tattoos, making a vague move to lift up the bottom of my shirt, as if to check for a belly button ring.
You know what? I didn’t ask for your opinion. What I choose to do with my face and my body is up to me, a capable ninteen-year-old who did a lot of research and earned her own money to make it happen, so unless you have something nice to say, please don’t bring it up at all. The only person whose opinion I value here is my mother, so I asked her how she felt about my piercing. Vocally. Out loud. In a clear, direct manner. Using my words. Before and after I got it done.
So, please, judgmental woman at the bar who apparently lacks the common courtesy my mother so steadfastly ingrained into me… if you don’t have anything nice to say, shut the fuck up and keep your opinion to yourself.