oh really

justin : So. Who broke it? I’m not mad. I just want to know.
Zach:I did. I broke it…
Justin: No. No, you didn’t. Alex?
alex : Don’t look at me. Look at Montgomery
Montgomery : What?! I didn’t break it.
Bryce : Huh. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?
Alex : Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!
Zach: Suspicious.
Alex : No, it’s not!
Montgomery : If it matters, probably not… Bryce was the last one to use it.
Bryce: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!
Alex : Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?
Bryce: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Alex!
Zach : Alright let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, Justin .
Justin : No. Who broke it?
Alex : [whispering] justin , Clay’s been awfully quiet…
Clay : Really?!
Alex : Yeah, really!

justin : I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

anonymous asked:

I know this question might sound weird, but have you ever not seen yourself because of your ethnicity because of how white wash america is? I am Hispanic and I've only gone to schools where most of the kids are white and I am not seen as the typical "beautiful"girl where I am from. Any thoughts on this?

not a weird question at all! no worries.

oh gosh yes. it really affected me when i was a child. i grew up in a predominantly white neighborhood and school system. i was constantly comparing myself to the other students, no fault of their own. luckily, they all embraced me and were kind to me. 

but i could count on one hand how many black students were at my school, until i went to middle school and high school. i stuck out like a sore thumb, even now at grad school and when i was in undergrad. i spent many days staring at myself in the mirror comparing my features (hair, eyes, nose, skin tone) to the ones my classmates had. until one day i realized that beauty is found in all races, all skin tones, all body types, etc. i am beautiful. i am special. i am perfect. yes, society has these ridiculous beauty standards that many races may not fit, but that does not mean that they/we are not beautiful. 

i look at myself as a beauty standard for me. i am my own beauty standard. who cares if i don’t have certain features that would deem me as society’s version of beautiful. i look in the mirror and see that i am beautiful. i know that i am beautiful. i am my “goals”.

i love that so many people are breaking the beauty standards. i hope that we as a society can keep evolving and changing (for the better). i hope for a more inclusive society especially in regards to race and beauty.