Excuse Me!?

Ok so I’ll probably get a lot of flack for writing this, but at this point I don’t really care because I am super super pissed off. My grandma came to get me and take me out to lunch no big deal. We got into the turn lane and the light is already red so what was said next was just not necessary. This black girl walked out in front of our suv and said out loud “Stop WHITE bitch.” I don’t think I’ve ever jumped out of a vehicle as fast as I did then. I almost hit her with the car door and I mean I was after her. I’m 6′2 180 lbs. and she couldn’t have been more than 5′4 maybe 100 lbs I mean this girl was skinny. If it wasn’t for my grandma literally grabbing me and pulling me back into the car I would have knocked her out. Period. Girl or not I didn’t care. I just find it ironic that while they always call white people racist it’s o.k. for them to refer to our race and call us names. Why did it matter if my grandma was white or not? I for one am not racist by any means in fact when it comes to the use of the N word I am one that loathes the word. I hate everything about it, the meaning behind it, the way it sounds, just I hate that word and I have never used it. Today has made me less sympathetic towards most blacks, not all. We can’t hold an entire race accountable for a few ignorant assholes. Than some of them wonder why white people come up with such stereo-types well um hello! But like I said we can’t hold it against an entire race. I have friends who are black and they are all amazing wonderful people. It does, however, make me remember what Jarrell said to me once he said that blacks are way more racist than whites and this is coming from someone of their own race. Of course I’m sure a good majority of them will say he’s just trying to be white, but he is very proud to be black as he should be. People need to just wake up and stop whining about racism when they’re not really doing much themselves to fix it. Ok I’m done my rant I’m going to focus my attention on my Whopper it’s calling my name.

Busy Busy Busy

All of a sudden for some reason I just feel soooo busy! I went out last weekend all weekend practically and the same goes for this weekend. Last Friday I went out to eat with a few of my friends, which I don’t need to be eating out so much I swear at my job I have so much food piled up in the fridge from take out places it’s not even funny. Then on Saturday I went to the Zoo with my grandparents and my little sister Baylie. We walked a lot I didn’t realize how big the zoo in New Orleans actually was. I remember going as a child whenever we’d visit from Jersey, but I guess over the years they just kept adding stuff and man it was torture. I had my SLR camera with me and just having it around my neck and everything it was just miserable. Also wearing flip-flops is not ideal I am sticking to my Converse from now on. No more just hurrying and sliding on sandals I will take the extra time out to tie a few shoe laces. Than Sunday we did the usual go to 11 o’clock mass and it was kind of the only day I really got to relax and I need to learn to relax more. My doctor actually says he believes stress may be a factor in triggering my seizures so I need to find things to relieve my stress. Uh yeah right I am 17 years old there’s no such thing as being “stress free” especially since I just learned in the state of Louisiana I have to be seizure free for at least 6 months and I have to have a doctors note before I can drive again so currently my license is non-existent.  Also if I do decide to drive and I have a seizure behind the wheel and cause an accident…my insurance will not cover it. Awesome right? See that’s stressful right there! Anyways before I start STRESSING myself out I got my boa constrictor today!!!! I did finally decide to get the snow boa. I am one that really appreciates animals (my grandpa is a vet how could I not?) and this has to be one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen. My grandma who really doesn’t care for reptiles even mentioned how stunning he was. It was actually really hard coming up with a name and my grandpa wouldn’t help (he was being a butt) so I just named him Noa Boa. Makes sense to me. Anyways tomorrow I am going to the French Quarter with my friend to take some pictures of her and I’m sure I’ll take pictures of other things. I really want to get to St. Louis Cathedral, but being that she’s not very religious I doubt it will happen, but we will see.