serenechaos:

School starts tomorrow, I’m excited and nervous. Worried about funds, mostly. I’ll elaborate more on this later.

Edit for elaboration: I’ve been out of college for about four years. This means that all of my friends who immediately went to college when we graduated have graduated this past summer. (Which totally makes me feel like a loser.)

Now, I loved college when I attended Hawaii Pacific University, honestly, I still love the college. I just never knew how much a bad experience with a room mate could affect the school year. I know now.

After my first major familial loss I returned to my home in Texas. (Ew, Texas.) I returned lost.

When I set off for college in the summer of 2007, I was intent on being a marine biologist and spending the rest of my days tracking marine life. Obviously, I’ve changed my life goals since then.

So, what changed? Well, I was kind of couch surfing it for about a year, kind of living here and there, mostly in San Antonio. Then my best friend decided she was tired of living with her parents so we started renting out a place together. I got a job, I loved it, the store closed and I lost my beloved job. My best friend got in a car accident and back to couch surfing I went again. Two months later we were back together in a new place. She started getting into things that weren’t exactly to my taste, words were had and then I moved out. With no place to go, I moved back in with my Mom. (Kind of shitty, kind of awesome.)

I got a job with the state and worked in an office for a year and a half. I loved my job. I loved what I did and I loved my clearance. One or two coworkers in particular weren’t exactly the best models of good citizens: elderly women with a penchant for racism.

While my heart was happy, there wasn’t any joy in my work. I started looking at my life.

I reconsidered options that I had closed off, writing and forensic science. With the rise of the Occupy movement and just the general shit way things were going for English teachers, I decided that writing might not be the best option at the moment.

Forensic Science. It was something I had knocked out of my “could do” list for a couple of reasons, frankly I thought I’d never be able to handle seeing children on my table. I’m at a point in my life where I honestly could handle seeing a kid for the sake of being able to give a family closure.

I’ve narrowed it to medical examiner only because I think I’d handle the bodies better than the cases, and they’re more involved than a pathologist.

Anyway, back to the main part: school starts tomorrow. Spanish is my first class. I am excited.

Putting Faith in Humanity on a small break since I recently started school again. I’ll try to update but there are no promises. I’m definitely working on my main blog Serene chaos, which I am reblogging this post from.

worldclique:

Immigrants are for sale in this country. Sold to private prison corporations who are locking them up for obscene profits!

Here are the top 3 things YOU need to know about the Private Prison money scheme:

The victims: Private prisons don’t care about who they lock up. At a rate of $200 per immigrant a night at their prisons, this is a money making scheme that destroys families and lives.

The players: CCA (Corrections Corporation of America), The Geo Group and Management and Training corporations—combined these private prisons currently profit more than $5 billion a year.

The money: These private prisons have spent over $20 million lobbying state legislators to make sure they get state anti-immigrant laws approved and ensure access to more immigrant inmates.

Be a part of the movement to follow the players, the money and the victims of this money making scheme @ immigrantsforsale.org

I found a forensic pathology blog. I love this forensic pathology blog. As I’ve recently stated, I want to become a Medical Examiner.

In my earnest joy I told a coworker about this forensic pathology blog. He made it quite clear that he was not okay with a forensic pathology blog on tumblr. Because it was not “official” enough for him. Also, as the conversation went further, he does not believe in freedom of speech or the press in regards to personal blogs and whatnot.

Clearly, I know that this forensic pathology blog is not claiming to be the end all for forensic pathology. But honestly, I’m excited that it exists. I also want to let my coworker know where he can stuff his opinion, but that’s another thing all together.

Anyhow, I’m big on personal rights. Private rights. Rights that we have as people, the following are what I find relevant from the Universal Declaration of Human Rights:

Article 1.

All human beings are born free and equal in dignity and rights. They are endowed with reason and conscience and should act towards one another in a spirit of brotherhood.

Article 2.

Everyone is entitled to all the rights and freedoms set forth in this Declaration, without distinction of any kind, such as race, colour, sex, language, religion, political or other opinion, national or social origin, property, birth or other status. Furthermore, no distinction shall be made on the basis of the political, jurisdictional or international status of the country or territory to which a person belongs, whether it be independent, trust, non-self-governing or under any other limitation of sovereignty.

Article 3.

Everyone has the right to life, liberty and security of person.

Article 12.

No one shall be subjected to arbitrary interference with his privacy, family, home or correspondence, nor to attacks upon his honour and reputation. Everyone has the right to the protection of the law against such interference or attacks.

Article 19.

Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers.

Article 29.

(1) Everyone has duties to the community in which alone the free and full development of his personality is possible.
(2) In the exercise of his rights and freedoms, everyone shall be subject only to such limitations as are determined by law solely for the purpose of securing due recognition and respect for the rights and freedoms of others and of meeting the just requirements of morality, public order and the general welfare in a democratic society.
(3) These rights and freedoms may in no case be exercised contrary to the purposes and principles of the United Nations.

Article 30.

Nothing in this Declaration may be interpreted as implying for any State, group or person any right to engage in any activity or to perform any act aimed at the destruction of any of the rights and freedoms set forth herein.

So, I have a few options. Create and write some crap for NaNoWriMo, continue with my origins/cultures/history for a project I’ve spent considerable time on, screw the history/origins/culture and create characters/setting/events for said project. Ideas?

I’ve let you down, haven’t I? I will be trying my best to get on and post more often, things here have just been hectic between work, occupy, getting my stuff together for school.

Things of note:

I have a plan for school the rest of my life.

The global revolution has begun. Occupy the world.

My job may be ending soon.

NaNoWriMo is starting soon, I’m still not sure if I’m going to try for it this year.

So, school: I want to be a Medical Examiner. Which means I have to eventually go to medical school. The plan is ACC for my Associates in Chemistry, then UTAustin for my Bachelor’s in Chemistry, Boston University Medical Campus for med school and then finding somewhere for residency.

Occupy/global revolution: well, there’s a movement happening. It’s been coming for a long time now. The people are unhappy. It’s all over tumblr, if you haven’t read. I will do my best to also cover this, if only for the Austin and Texas chapter. Just bear in mind that I have other things on my plate as well, so my news might not be breaking news. Also note that I do criticize certain things within the Occupy movement, you’ll see those things in future posts.

Work is possibly ending soon, it was a contract job so I didn’t expect it to last forever.

NaNoWriMo: yeah, still not decided on that one. I’ll get back to you, looking for information on what happened at Occupy Austin last night.

July 31 — Hello readers! It has been quite some time since you last heard from me. How are you? I sincerely hope you’re doing well. ♥ Things have been wonderful on my end.

[727 points.]

July 9 — I’m a 81% man, baby.

[715 points.]

broadcloth:

coldclearlight:

this, to an extent.

depression != sadness
mania != excitement
autism spectrum disorders != quirkyness 
anxiety != fear
obsessive compulsive disorder != cleanliness
ptsd != “i have nightmares sometimes”
bipolar disorder != being “moody” 
adhd != being disinterested in the task at hand

as we insist that emotions and what we call medical conditions are the same, we tell those with legitimate problems to “just cheer up” and “get out more” and shame them into corners when they can’t.

the insistence that the medical world today is completely broken and doesn’t have radfem/queer advocates working in it or trying to enter (hi!) makes me real fucking sad

hi, i’m a mental health paraprofessional, i want to be a doctor, and i’m feminist and queer and a sexual assault survivor, i have an anxiety disorde, and i don’t hate you or think your feelings aren’t real. in fact most of my job consists of helping you believe they are

(Source: boyathome, via agoodkidipromise-deactivated201)