30 day boyfriend challenge!
my followers will hate me but i also think that if i made a scrapbook out of this and compiled them cutely it’d make a great anniversary present :>
gonna do econ hw with jeff and then blaze and then sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
good plans for a sunday night.
fuuuuuu is this even possible?!
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on broadway between east 10th and east 11th street, there are two homeless men who beg on the street.
they are almost exactly across the same side of the street from eachother. one sits outside my dorm building while the other sits outside of grace church.
one day i was walking back to my dorm and i saw that the man who usually sits outside of grace church was by my dorm, where the other man usually is. he was rummaging through a pile of blankets on the ground and fisting change out of a large plastic starbucks cup and shoving them into his pockets, very rushed, looking around frantically before dashing across the street again towards grace church.
at grace church he picked up his belongings (a bag. a blanket.) and then ran away towards union square.
i thought it was odd. i didn’t realize what had truly happened until i turned the corner on east 10th and saw the homeless man who had just been robbed peeing on the side of my dorm building.
i felt
so horrified.
i had just witnessed a robbery on the most primal level, a crime, by one homeless man on another. one homeless man stole change from another homeless man.
i quickly got into my building and into the elevator and into my room. i wanted to be far away from the crime i just witnessed, i wanted to be away from the coldness, the ruthlessness of the world and be enveloped by my conceited, sheltered, protective, ignorant college girl life.
this happened almost two weeks ago. ever since that day i’ve been feeling extremely guilty over the matter.
i feel horribly for the homeless man that begs by my building. i encounter about 3~6 homeless people a day, just around the NYU campus, and he is one of the kinder ones. he doesn’t badger you for change, he sits on a piece of carboard wearing too little clothes, clutching just blankets and his starbucks cup.
i found it hard to believe that a person would steal from another— that one person would hurt another when they both suffer the same kind of pain.
like. that shit’s just fucked up, yknow?
it’s naive of me to have thought that there was some kind of like. comraderie among the homeless or whatever. even those who have so little can lose what they have at any moment.
i realize now that the world is indeed very very cruel.
that there are injustices every single day.
and that
i dunno. it makes me so sad.
I don’t think I’ve talked about it extensively on here yet, but I’m raising money for children’s cancer research and on Feb. 25th I’m going to shave my head to show my support for kids and families who are battling cancer. St. Baldrick’s Foundation is a great non-profit organization that allows venues to host events to raise money for this cause. The money raised goes to SBF who then distributes to money to various cancer research organizations, hospitals, etc. My school is hosting an event this year, and my fundraising goal is $1000. I’d love for any of you to donate, if you’re interested— you can donate online here or to my team, it doesn’t really matter because it all goes to the same place.
This is my mission statement:
“I believe the best lessons learned are ones that are taught by example. I, personally, have had no close encounters with cancer (with myself, family, friends or otherwise) but I feel so strongly for those who have been afflicted by it. It’s so important for those who are capable to reach out and make little sacrifices to not only raise money for cancer research, but also show support for those who are suffering. Many girls have apprehensions about giving up their hair entirely, and understandably so; hair is one of a woman’s most defining beauty assets. However, for me, giving up my hair is such a little thing compared to the money I could raise and the support I can offer for those really are suffering in ways I can barely begin to imagine. My hair will grow back eventually; but once lives are lost, they can’t be restored. I hope that shaving my head will help set a positive example in my school and my community, and send a message to act upon compassion for others.”If you donate, please let me know! I’d love to thank you personally. It really means a lot to me.
^ agree with all of this. my mother’s battled cancer twice now in her life, and has just recently finished her last chemo session and has started to regrow her hair (in the last two or three months or so) and the issue of cancer and cancer research is especially important to me and my family.
please donate what you can! even if you don’t donate a lot, it’s your good intentions and honest, heartfelt contribution that makes the act of donating a noble one.
