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    Kid Pageants Make Me Want To Hurl


    Yes, I’m serious.

    Dead serious.

    I don’t even have any words to describe this ridiculous, twisted “tradition” that is the little kid beauty pageant. Whatever it’s called. It’s infuriating. And no, I’m not being dramatic. I don’t even have words to describe how D.U.M.B. and sick and bad this is for little girls (and boys) who are just forming their self-image and self-esteem. It’s clearly all about the moms. Why, oh why, would anyone in their right mind slap 40 tons of makeup on a sweet little girl’s beautiful face, stick in some false, perfect teeth, dress her up in a ridiculously awful, frilly dress, and parade her around a stage like a piece of livestock at the county fair? I mean, really. Come ON, America.

    I could say SO much more about this, but I’ll stop myself before I start to rant.
    This is just sad. Sad and pathetic.

    *Edited to add a second bit on the same topic-decided it didn’t need a whole separate post.*

    Okay, now I just want to cry…

    I don’t know why I even bothered to watch part of this tonight (Living Dolls, a old doc by HBO on child beauty pageants) but it’s like watching a train wreck. I feel such sadness for these sweet little girls. The 5 year old, Swan Brooner (I couldn’t make that up if I tried people), who’s the main focus of the movie, is constantly yelled at and told that she’s doing things wrong (by her own mom). She’s made to practice her routines and singing all day, and when she finally reaches up to give her mother a hug, her mom pushes her away. It made me so sad to see how awfully she was treated, and how her little baby brother and older siblings were neglected while mom “helped” Swan practice her routines in the garage. Child beauty pageants seem more like child abuse than a fun competition to me. Some parents start their kids as babies even; 6 months or even younger, and parade them around on stage before they can even walk. The whole thing makes me sick. I’m definitely through with these documentaries. They’re awful, and truly make me feel ill.

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    Words to Live By Weekends, Part 2
    We don’t see things as they are, we see things as we are.

    -Anais Nin-

    The quote above is one of my favorites, and definitely strikes a chord with me this weekend. There are a couple of things rattling around in my brain, but nothing enough for a whole blog, so the quote is all I’ve got.

    On a related note, I should start a blog ideas notebook and carry it around with me, fo sho. I keep having these brilliant ideas run through my head and think “I should blog that!” but always forget them by the time I actually sit down to write anything.

    On an un-related note, I watched most of NASA’s touchdown on Mars online this afternoon. Pretty cool stuff! It was fun to see the guys and gals in mission control all excited as each phase of the mission went on…they all jumped up at the end and walked around hugging each other, with HUGE, geeky smiles on their faces. I can only begin to imagine how much work and how many years have been put into landing on Mars. I know today was a big day for NASA and for space exploration, so congrats to them! Can’t wait to see all the photos of Mars from the Phoenix.

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    Words to Live By Weekends

    “Better to fail in originality than succeed in imitation.”

    I don’t know who said it, and I’m too lazy to find out. But all I know is those words mean something to me, today. That’s going to be a weekend goal for me. Finding bits of thought that matter. Right now, to me. Words that inspire change. I’m calling it WTLBW (see title), and my goal is that every weekend-be it Friday, Saturday, or Sunday, I will at least post one blog, and in it will be a nugget of truth. Short or long, doesn’t matter. As long as it matters. Feel free to join in.

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    I’m Joining Haiku Fridays!

    Haiku Friday

    Whenever I stop
    And think about my life now
    I realize that
    I am stuck in this
    Mindset of all or nothing
    It keeps me trapped
    If I do not try
    I cannot fail at all right?
    I want to change that.
    To join Haiku Fridays, click on the “Haiku Friday” button above :)
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    I Shouldn’t Be THIS Excited That Barack Obama Follows Me On Twitter.

    Whoa, little doggy. That was a looooong post title.

    I got to school this morning, groggily checked my Gmail, and found this:

    Hi, Sierra. (Hi, right back at ya, Twitter love.)

    Barack Obama (BarackObama) is now following your updates on Twitter. (OMG, really?)

    Check out Barack Obama’s profile here: (I already have, duh, I’m a follower.)
    http://twitter.com/BarackObama

    Best, Twitter (Gee, thanks; you just made my day Twitter *blush*.)

    I know I shouldn’t really be excited, since I’m sure Barack doesn’t even update his own tweets. He probably has a Twitter team. Tweet “people.” But I’m still happy. Let me have my moment, and just for a little while, let me dream that Mr. Obama clicked that “Follow” button all by himself.

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