let the waves have their way

this is still kind of awkward to type down my thoughts. i feel it's more efficient though because i think faster than my hand can write. i still do write in notebooks, but my words usually end with doodles. i may post some of my hand written stuff here which includes random thoughts, ridiculous mantras that pretty much apply to only me, and dare i say it- poems (which i prefer to call organized and pretty ways of saying things.) 

after watching a documentary today called "the business of being born" i just further acknowledged the fact that feminists really bother me. coming from a female, i feel that this is a bold statement. i don't understand why women need to "empower" themselves by having their babies at home on their own terms, hating men, not shaving, filling everyone in on what exactly women's rights are, and by just acting like a bitch all the time. it really starts to put a terrible name on women everywhere and doesn't that defeat the purpose of what feminism is supposed to achieve? what is the point of having all these different groups? no one really cares, or should care. i hate the idea of "homebirth." and honestly, no one has a baby on their own terms. you can't "own" that action. having a child should never be such a selfish act and display of empowerment and righteousness. if it's not solely about the child at hand, then said woman should never be allowed to reproduce in the first place. the hospital should be the place to give birth. god forbid something goes wrong, you will be helped and so will your child, right? right. that's what hospitals are for. what i got out of that documentary is that "homebirth" is an extraordinarily selfish act. onto my happy list.

sunny days that aren't too hot, taking pictures with a manual camera, developing my own film, being called sweet things, attention but not the disgusting amount that some people require, being on time, my feet when they are really clean, dunkin' donuts hot chocolate, being able to make someone's bad day a good day, thinking about all the great outcomes my future life has in store rather than thinking about the possible tragedies, thunderstorms at night when i'm in a room with a lot of big windows, lighting candles instead of turning on the lights.