Visited the Aggie for the first time in 2 years yesterday. So much love for my high school that I don’t have words. Hugged the tree I climbed freshman year more than 6 years ago. #NorfolkAggie #HighSchool #LoveThisPlaceForever #TreeHugger #WhoRemembers ?
Books I Can’t Believe You Haven’t Read #002- Beauty Queens by Libba Bray
Survival. Of the fittest.
The fifty contestants in the Miss Teen Dream Pageant thought this was going to be a fun trip to the beach, where they could parade in their state-appropriate costumes and compete in front of the cameras. But sadly, their airplane had another idea, crashing on a desert island and leaving the survivors stranded with little food, little water, and practically no eyeliner.
What’s a beauty queen to do? Continue to practice for the talent portion of the program - or wrestle snakes to the ground? Get a perfect tan - or learn to run wild? And what should happen when the sexy pirates show up?
If you’re for women’s rights. If you’re tired of the femme fatale. If “Toddlers and Tiaras” makes you want to throw the remote at the TV. If you loved “Lord of the Flies” but found it dated. Try “Beauty Queens”. Libba Bray, author of the Gemma Doyle series and “Going Bovine” (which is also a great book), tackles the tricky topics of LGBT relationships, transgenders, forceful parents, and expectations of society in a clever, lighthearted way while still exposing the seriousness of the issues. With Adina, the sarcastic investigative journalist, Jennifer, the tough mechanic (who also happens to like girls), Petra, the enourmously tall girl with a secret, and Taylor, the brash Texan girl with an attitude as big as her state, Bray poses tough questions such as “What makes a girl a girl?” “Why do I spend thousands on beauty products I don’t need?” and “Where did I put my microfiber mascara?”
"I’d say, I am too fucking fabulous for one gender."
"Things don’t have to be empowering all the time. It can just be fun."
"Taylor fell into her three-quarters post, a reflex, a battle stance. "Miss Teen Dream is the ideal of young womanhood." "The ideal? What ideal?" Sosie asked. "Says who?"
"It was like, the more they looked at me, the less I felt anybody really saw me. Does that sound stupid?"
Every single thing I have done in my life, EVERY step that I’ve taken since… 2004, has been me working towards my dream. And I’m fucking doing it. I am.
I just… I feel so lucky, but I feel so proud of myself too. It’s not easy, no one ever said it would be easy to follow your dreams, and it’s not. It’s fucking HARD, but wen things go right… man… there’s nothing that compares to that feeling. You have to work for it, dreams don’t just get handed to you. But… I just can’t even put my words into feelings, I’m just so happy that my love and my passion and my LIFE since I was 10is really happening.
this changes everything oh my god
do you understand why it trips me out that people can drive 45 minutes and be in aNOTHER COUNTRY?
I drive for 45 minutes and im like
a city over
I live in “Italy” and took a day trip to go to “Austria” and “Germany”
Chums, that’s sweet, and all, but Australia just ate Texas for breakfast.
If you drive for 45 minutes in Australia you aren’t a city over, you’re just 45 minutes away from the city.
If you drive for 45 minutes in Australia you may not even leave the cattle station.
If you drive for 45 minutes in Canada you may not even leave your driveway.
If I drive 45 minutes in the us I’m just at another mcdonalds
If I drive for 45 minutes in Northern Ireland I’m 10 minutes into the sea.
I can’t drive.
I will use this post to explain tumblr
THIS IS WHAT ANARCHY LOOKS LIKE.
Hope for the future.
This kid is incredible.
THIS POST IS BACK ON MY DASH AND I WILL NEVER NOT REBLOG ANARCHIST LIBRARIAN KID.
FOUR FOR YOU ANARCHIST LIBRARIAN KID, YOU GO ANARCHIST LIBRARIAN KID