I PASSED THE BAR EXAM!
When you are 13 years old,
the heat will be turned up too high
and the stars will not be in your favor.
You will hide behind a bookcase
with your family and everything left behind.
You will pour an ocean into a diary.
When they find you, you will be nothing
but a spark above a burning bush,
still, tell them
Despite everything, I really believe people are good at heart.
When you are 14,
a voice will call you to greatness.
When the doubters call you crazy, do not listen.
They don’t know the sound
of their own God’s whisper. Use your armor,
use your sword, use your two good hands.
Do not let their doubting
drown out the sound of your own heartbeat.
You are the Maid of Untamed Patriotism.
Born to lead armies into victory and unite a nation
like a broken heart.
When you are 15, you will be punished
for learning too proudly. A man
will climb onto your school bus and insist
your sisters name you enemy.
When you do not hide,
he will point his gun at your temple
and fire three times. Three years later,
in an ocean of words, with no apologies,
you will stand before the leaders of the world
and tell them your country is burning.
When you are 16 years old,
you will invent science fiction.
The story of a man named Frankenstein
and his creation. Soon after you will learn
that little girls with big ideas are more terrifying
than monsters, but don’t worry.
You will be remembered long after
they have put down their torches.
When you are 17 years old,
you will strike out Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig
one right after the other.
Men will be afraid of the lightening
in your fingertips. A few days later
you will be fired from the major leagues
because “Girls are too delicate to play baseball”
You will turn 18 with a baby on your back
leading Lewis and Clark
across North America.
You will turn 18
and become queen of the Nile.
You will turn 18
and bring justice to journalism.
You are now 18, standing on the precipice,
trembling before your own greatness.
This is your call to leap.
There will always being those
who say you are too young and delicate
to make anything happen for yourself.
They don’t see the part of you that smolders.
Don’t let their doubting drown out the sound
of your own heartbeat.
You are the first drop of a hurricane.
Your bravery builds beyond you. You are needed
by all the little girls still living in secret,
writing oceans made of monsters and
throwing like lightening.
You don’t need to grow up to find greatness.
You are stronger than the world has ever believed you to be.
The world laid out before you to set on fire.
All you have to do
I PASSED THE BAR EXAM!
Readers night / Lectores nocturnos (ilustración de Anuska Allepuz)
The always photogenic American Kestrel. I’ve been watching them in the fields all summer, they’re a joy to see. #bird #falcon #kestrel
2 days in and I’m already annoyed at online dating.
Edit: Just saw that a good-looking dude messaged me earlier today on Siren (a dating app so far only in Seattle that puts women in control of interaction and privacy). Of course, he’s “35-40.” I’m trying to stick to 37 and under.
ETA 2: Another cute guy JUST messaged me to say he “really need[s] to see that movie” since I answered the Question of the Day “What’s the last movie you saw” with Guardians of the Galaxy. Also 35-40. It’s my own fault. Only guys that I like and make my profile visible to are able to see and message me. The interesting ones just seem to generally be over 35. What is wrong with me? Or rather, what is wrong with dudes under 35? I still replied “I’d see it again. :)”
Just as I’m rereading the last few Harry Potter books (I’ve read 1-4 about a dozen times already, starting when I was 11 when only the first 2 were out), they come out with a gorgeous new paperback collection. I was ready to be all “Mary GrandPre hardback artwork forever!” but this collection really is beautiful and I’m tempted.
I really love Harry Potter. In case that wasn’t obvious. Even though Harry is insufferable for the first third of the Order of the Phoenix (I’m about halfway through that one for the 4th time or so). I’m using Harry Potter as my way to get back into reading for pleasure after law school. He’s been on my mind since I named my dog after one of his friends a couple months ago.
Parineeti Chopra responds to a male reporter who claims to know nothing about periods (menstrual cycle). [X]
Hello Queen of Genovia
Anne Hathaway is all kinds of magic.
I will always reblog Anne Hathaway being awesome in response to Matt Lauer being a creepy jerk.
I can’t wait to get my results so people will stop asking me how I think I did.