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20 January 2009 @ 09:56 pm

Today, the world changed again. I say the world because what we did, we did for everyone. As a young Caucasian American in her twenties, I am proud. Proud that due in large part to my generation's need for change and strong desire to overcome and overthrow the prejudices of previous generations, we have changed history.

I am fortunate to grow up in an America were we all stand in the same lines, drink from the same fountains, go to whichever schools we choose, sit wherever we would like on a bus. But, I am not naive enough to ignore the price paid by so many in the years before. Those in the Civil Rights Movement, those who cried for change, those who took great risks, those who marched, those who could see a different America. A united America. An America where skin color did not hinder your life possibilities. I am proud for those who had hope. Hope is the life-blood coursing through the veins of all of us. Of you. Of me.

Because of those who fought in the past, and because of those of us who want to change things - we have had today. And now, an African American man is the 44th President of the United States of America.

I can't possibly know what the future holds. I do not know what the next four years will bring. No one does. But I do know this - if my generation has gotten one thing right it's this - we know that we can create and affect change if we come together. We can make a difference. The cliches don't matter, but the results do.

I know that not everyone in my generation feels this way. Some are still engrained in the ideas of the past. I know not every American is proud, like I am today. But I do hope with time and progress, the divide will lessen and close. Close enough so that the divide is a mere scar of a past.

For Martin Luther King Jr., Rosa Parks, and all of the unsung heroes of the Movement, and those of us who still believe in the unification of a whole America - yes, we did.
 

Today was a new day.

 

- T.  01-20-09-
 

 
 
feeling: proud
song: Inaugration Day Coverage on CNN
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
04 November 2008 @ 11:33 pm
I couldn't be more happy right now. I couldn't be more proud, or hopeful. I'm having a hard time putting my thoughts into words, because for months I have been cautiously optimistic. I have hoped, and I have waited. I voted. And tonight, I, and the rest of America wrote a very important page in history. Barack Obama was elected the 44th President of the United States of America. The first African American President in history.

We wanted hope.

We wanted change.

We voted.

And we got it.

Yes, we did.

 
 
 
feeling: ecstatic
song: CNN
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
03 November 2008 @ 12:01 am

On the edge of Election Day 2008, I find myself anxious with excitement. It's not really like me to be so invested in a political candidate. But, this time, I feel compelled by this man who brings the message of change and hope. Change and hope are two things my life are based around. They are integral parts to my life story. When I hear him speak, I relate. I relate, and I hope. I want this change of which he speaks.

I can't help but feel we are on the edge of something great. A part of history. A time our children, and our children's children will read about in history books. One of those pivotal moments when things truly changed - for the better. Like so many great historical figures who wrote pages before him, Barack Obama has earned his right in those pages. Along with Rosa Parks, and Martin Luther King Jr. Along with John F. Kennedy, Robert Kennedy, Susan B. Anthony, he has been a shaker, a ground breaker, and a pioneer. A pioneer who's steps were possible because of those who trudged before him, and those who walked right along with him. Marching to the beat of a new drum. Marching to the sound of change. Marching to the sound of hope.

There are still doubters. There are still those who disagree. There are still those who think differently. There are still those who believe different things. There will always be those people. The people like this are peppered throughout history. Most doubt, disagree, and dissent because of fear. Fear of change, fear of difference, intolerance, and sometimes ignorance. We can not fear that with which we are not familar. We must embrace it, because the fear will only limit us, and our futures.

Barack Obama may have grown up in different countries, he may have a Caucasian, American mother, and an African father. He may have been raised primarily by his grandparents. He may have gone to Harvard, but then decided to be a community organizer instead of a Wall Street mogul, but isn't that exactly what America is about? Isn't that what freedom, choice, and all of the other things America stands for, means? That someone, a man who grew up embracing differences, learning, and understanding gained knowledge, and then used it for the betterment of man and his community, because he wanted to make a difference - because he could? And that someday, that very man could then become the Democratic Presidential Candidate in 2008, inspiring millions to join him on the journey? 

Being a 24 year old Caucasian young woman, I have been blessed to grow up in a free America, where people like Barack Obama can run for President of the United States. I am blessed to see that so many of us have grown up without the racial stereotypes and hatreds, ignorances of the past. So that we do not see skin color, rather, we see a man who has a dream and a vision, much like those who walked with Martin Luther King Jr. saw him in the 1960's. After all, though our skin colors may differ, that, in the end, is irrelevant. We all have skin. Color does not matter. We are all human. We all bleed the same.

America - the time has truly come for change. We need this. We need the hope. We need this change. We need this so that our children and their children, and every generation after will not know a time of hate. They will not know the fear of differences resulting in hate-mongering, name-calling, and lies. We need this because America is tired. Tired of the same politics, without honor, and in the end, without results. We need this because it is time.

We can do this. The time has come to make a difference. We can make that difference. You and I, together. Yes we can. 

So, whoever you are, wherever you may be. Vote on November 4th. Vote because you can. Vote because you have been given that right by the sacrifices of those before you. Vote because like me, you have hope. Vote because, as Americans, we need change.

- Tiffany M. 11/03/08.
 

 
 
feeling: optimistic
song: "Here It Comes" - 16 Frames
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
27 October 2008 @ 09:01 pm
It's been much longer than I planned since my last post. Work has kept me fairly busy. Actually, really busy, but I love it. And now I'm watching 'Jon & Kate Plus 8' while I write this.

I feel it's important to post about the fast-approaching election. My mind has been made up for at least eight months. At first, I really had an open mind because I don't vote specifically with one party or another. So, I listened, I compared, and I debated in my mind who I thought the best choice would be. And, at the end of my personal analysis, I chose Barack Obama.

Admittedly in my lifetime, I wasn't sure I would see an African American successfully run for President. But, I am very happy this has happened. I remember when I first saw Obama, some years ago in a '60 Minutes' interview. I was skeptical about who he was, because it seemed he came out of nowhere. Then, I had no idea he would eventually be the Democratic Presidential Candidate.

Here's why I'm choosing Obama: He inspires me. I like to hear him speak because I believe he really does hope to bring about change in a lot of the areas of the government which have failed to work in years past because of sticking to the same things. I like most of his ideals. In fact, the only issue I tend to disagree with is abortion. Then, I can't say I'm not pro-choice in ways, because there are situations which I do feel that choice may be right for some. I personally, as in, for my own life, am pro-life, but I don't judge others for their choices. I do wish people would have their babies and allow them to be adopted, but I can't speak for everyone. Otherwise, I tend to agree with him.

So, that is a brief explanation of my choice. I plan to vote on November 4th, and I hope you do too. I hope you vote for whichever candidate you feel is best. Do it because as Americans, we have been given the right to vote. Do it simply because you can.
 


 
 
feeling: content and tired
song: 'Jon & Kate Plus 8'
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
20 September 2008 @ 11:03 pm
I ordered a MacBook today. <3
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feeling: excited
song: CNN Special: Bin Laden
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
20 August 2008 @ 10:26 pm
I realize I don't post here nearly often enough. But the truth is, up until recently, there wasn't a whole lot I could write about. And now, I think it's gotten a little better. I return to LJ (well, posting in mine anyway, haha) a year older. Smarter? Probably not.

For now, my waiting has stopped. I have landed a job. That's right. I'm a counselor who works with kids now, eight and nine year olds, to be exact. I can't, of course, say anything about the kids because of the privacy laws, but they seem really great. I hope I can help make their lives a little easier, and a little brighter. I have a decent size case-load, even though I'm very much a newbie. I had my second interview (which I chronicled at my blog) three days after my 24th birthday. I was hired that day, and started the following Monday. Which yes, means, I had that afternoon, and a whole business day to get all my legal stuff (documents) in order. And I had the weekend to reflect and say, 'Wait, what just happened?' Then, I had an intensive week of training. Forty hours. And then this week has been a continuation of the training, and getting a feel for things. Tomorrow, I take on my case-load full time.

I have to say, the schedule is pretty great, aside from the whole getting up early and driving nearly half an hour to work thing. Granted, that does give me time to listen to some good music, and every morning as I'm headed down the road I think, 'I should have made a new mix.' So yeah, more mixes are in my future, for sure. I'm actually fairly bored with my music as of late, even though I've come across all kinds of new stuff...it's been mostly "ehhh...." Typically, I have a "song of the moment" which I obsess over (okay not really, more like play a trazillionbillion times in a row) for days, but right now, I don't have one. *sad face* I need one. I need suggestions. You all know I love pop/folk/indie/alternative/acoustic-y stuff...so if you know of an artist/band, do tell, please.

Anyway, yeah, so work is going good. I work with a lot of really great, helpful people, and they have been great showing me the ropes. It's nice when you look forward to seeing your co-workers because they're pleasant to be around. In the past I've certainly dreaded seeing some of my co-workers when I worked elsewhere. So this is a nice change. It's crazy though, I've suddenly been sucked into the "real world." I know - it was time. Past time, actually. I mean, I worked a year and a half between undergrad and grad school, but my hours were 12 PM - 8 PM. I didn't roll out of bed until 11ish, and all I did was answer the phone and do internet stuff. So yeah, not so much an "adult" job. At least, not one that went with my degree(s). So yeah, aside from the new job, I'm getting a different vehicle, because there's no way my little black car will make it on my drive if it's the least bit slick. It's a very curvy road, and four wheel drive is very needed. I've actually already picked it out/claimed it, and been told my payments. I was reasonable in what I chose (blue Toyota Highlander.) I chose it for safety, mostly. And I got to pick between blue and white. There are a jillionthousand white ones here in town, so you know, no. I wanted a little bit of a different color. So, odd colored blue it will be. My mom called it a Williamsburg blue, if you want a reference. And, er, both of my parents couldn't believe I, their child who doesn't dress in many colors, mostly neutrals, chose a blue car over white. Haha, just when you think I'll zig - I'll zag. That's right. Haha, no, anyway.

So that's pretty much my life right now. I'm going Friday to get my first Blackberry, which I know I'll be addicted to instantly. I'll have to think of a name for it, since this laptop is Aristotle, and my Nikon digital is Gailileo...maybe he'll be Socrates? I don't know. We'll see. And other than that, I think I've pretty much assimilated entirely into the world of adults...bills and all.
 
 
feeling: happy and tired
song: Describe Eliza - Pocket Full of You
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
05 June 2008 @ 12:54 am
It didn't happen. Not yet. But I know it will. I guess that one just wasn't right...for me. 
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feeling: sleepy
song: Coldplay - Lost
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
18 December 2007 @ 05:57 pm
I'm in the mood to write. I'm in the mood to string words together in long snake-like lines, and have them say something that means something to someone, even if it's only my soul. Lost among the nouns and verbs, like a melancholy song, with fast tempos and relevant pauses. I want a story to flow from my fingers, creating characters from the depths of my mind, bringing out parts of my subconscious that only I am aware exist.

I'm on the edge of something epic, I can feel it. Something in me has evolved, and changed in a beautiful way. All of the sudden, I  finally feel like an adult. Odd, yes? I know. I don't get it either. It's just like, I feel ready to move on, move forward, with whatever's coming. I'm ready for whatever's coming, wherever it takes me. But now, I have to wait. I'm always the last one waiting. I've waited for everything, and so I have to wait for this too.

Right now, I feel the urge to listen to beautiful, intense piano music, and lose myself in its graces. Lose myself between the C's and the F sharp keys. Among the hammers hitting the strings...among the ivory keys. Somewhere in the melody. Deep away, and far.

It's all about timing, and I know that.... I really do. And I'll wait, I will.... But... ack. I'll wait, because I want this.




And Chelsi, I dreamed you came to visit me last night, and amusingly enough.... you brought a full on microscope with you, and it had a slide on it.... and I couldn't wait to look at it. It was very...odd.
 
 
feeling: restless but creative
song: "I Hope You'll Be Missing Me" - The Perishers
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
11 December 2007 @ 05:30 pm
Yesterday was a very unfortunate and sad day in the world of electronic music. Sadly, the two year old iPod of Tiffany met his untimely end as he drowned due to a leaking water bottle in her purse. He was full of life and always willing to lend a song, or thousands, in the depths of his black acrylic fifth generation case. Sadly, along with well over three thousand songs, several television shows and movies were among the gigantic losses. After many heroic efforts for revival, the iPod was pronounced dead at approximately 10:52 PM on December 10, 2007, approximately twelve hours after being rescued from the water.

February 14, 2005 - December 10, 2007.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't supremely disappointed with the loss of my beloved iPod. He and I had been through a lot together, road trips, plane trips, crappy days, and good ones. He housed my love of music in his alphabetic graces, fully appealing to my slight OCD tendencies. I was fortunate, however, to purchase a sixth generation 60 GB iPod today, though I had to take silver. Anatole, the 60 GB iPod will attempt to fill the huge space where Tiffany's iPod once was. I have 791 of approximately 2,800 songs on him so far. The others, eeeek, I don't think I backed them up. *sad* So, friends, I might be asking a few of you to share some selections from your music collection, if you're willing to do so.
 
 
feeling: tired
song: Duncan Sheik - A Body Goes Down
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
13 September 2007 @ 09:23 pm
Last night, I was sitting in the kitchen, and my sister's friend/helper, Taquia loaded the dishwasher. I'd cooked (a really good) dinner, and we were waiting on the sweet potato casserole to finish baking. So, I'm sitting there, talking to my sister, and I look over at the dishwasher, and all this SOAP is *spilling* and flowing onto the floor! Hahahahaha. So funny. I start laughing really hard, and go get my mom, and she comes back into the kitchen and she starts laughing too, all the while, more soap is spilling out. We thought maybe Taquia had used dish soap or something, so she comes back in the room, and mom's got the mop and I've got a towel. Mom asked her, in between laughs, what she did. Turns out, she used regular dishwashing liquid, nothing odd. Haha. So anyway, we tried running a simple rinse cycle, and we got more soapy bubbles. Considering the dishwasher is about fifteen years old, it seems to have run its course.

And yeah, we blew up our microwave in the summer of 2006, when (and by we, I mean my mother, sister, and I) decided we'd microwave a roll for a long time to see what would happen. When we did, it made it about five minutes before catching on fire, stinking up the kitchen, and killing the microwave.

Only in my family. <3 Haha.
 
 
feeling: busy
song: Britney Spears - "Gimme More"
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
28 August 2007 @ 02:45 pm
I'm helping my dad with a sale this week, and they're playing that XM radio. Dare I say the opening riffs of "MMMBop" began and I got excited like I was 11 again? Ack. So fun. Then I lip-synched the whole thing while bouncing in my chair. I may be 23, but Hanson will always have my childhood heart.

Hanson = LOVE.
 
 
feeling: happy
song: Hanson - "MMMBop"
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
15 August 2007 @ 10:49 pm
No, I'm not dead. Haha. It's been a while, hasn't it? Ah, I return to you a year older, and yes, wiser. I'm practically Yoda now. That's right. Anyway, I wanted to let those of you know [who care] that my grandfather is home and doing well now - post-open heart surgery. He's sore, but every day is better, and he's here. That's what matters.

Today, I decided to wax my legs which was better in theory than reality. Have you guys ever done that? The hot wax and paperish strips? Wow, that's painful. But it was also really funny, and I guess in a way I was slightly sadistic because it hurt like crazy and I kept going. My mother was incredibly amused. I put the wax on my leg and she's like, "You're so going to regret that." Haha. I pulled off the first strip, and then she had to try it on her own leg. Hilarity.

Then, I decided to take a nice soak in the tub, and use my sea salt exfoliant. I'm all relaxed laying back in the water, and I've just opened the jar of sea salt scrub when a BIG black spider falls out of the little silver round thing under the faucet. I nearly died, because spiders and I do NOT share bathwater. No. Just, no. I panic for a second as he falls into the water, and I'm trying to like, move as far away as I can from him in a very small bathtub. Finally I manage to take the lid of my salt scrub, fish him into it, then literally sling him (and coincidentally a lot of water) onto the bathroom floor. I really think he drowned, because he wasn't moving.... but to be sure, I got out of the tub dripping wet and squished him with [a lot] of toilet paper. LOL. Spiders and I, it just doesn't happen. I don't even get why they freak me out so much, because they're tiny little boogers. And there are times when I think 'I'm not afraid, I'll be brave' and then I see one, and I go into a Tourette's style fit. (No offense to anyone, but I'm totally serious.) I squirm, jump, stomp, the whole thing. Just don't get it near me. Haha. And oh gosh, the ones that jump.... those little suckers are demons, I'm certain. Eeek. I hate them. Hate.

So anyway, I thought I'd share that little gem with you all, because it was so special and all. Yes.
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song: The Frames - Falling Slowly
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
28 May 2007 @ 11:36 pm
See, you'd think that my life would be dull, pointless, and boring since I haven't updated, yes? Actually, it hasn't been. I mean, it's not like, you know, uber eventful, but eventful enough. Actually, mom was in an accident [car] last Thursday. It did some damage to her rear of her car, and she was sore, but she's okay, and it wasn't her fault. As far as we know, the other guy's okay too, but it totaled his car. She hasn't gotten hers fixed because she's waiting on an insurance estimate, but that will come. It's better that everyone's okay, after all, those are just cars and can be fixed.

'American Idol' (team Blake,) 'Gilmore Girls,' (series finale, *sad*) and 'The Bachelor' (team Tessa,) all ended, meaning the only thing I watch weekly now is 'Dog The Bounty Hunter.' That's the best show, ever. I'd totally be a bounty hunter, or on a swat team if I could....

I'm also debating going on and getting my doctorate. My parents are all for it. I'm about 70% convinced, it's just a matter of finding a program. We'll see. (I know, I'm an overachiever. I can't help it.)

And, the big news - okay, well, two things -

On Wednesday, I'm going to get my hair colored. Originally I was going to bleach it and go light blonde again, but, well, since I cut it, it seems ridiculous to bleach it since I cut it to get it healthy. So, I've decided I'm going back brown...but exactly how that goes, you'll have to wait and see, because it might be a little....rockstar. (Haha.)

And, on Wednesday, something else big happens. I get a new baby.....



This is Aristotle. My new boyfriend.
Haha.

Who says I can't name him and give him a gender? I can, dang it. I've had my Compaq Presario Notebook for almost three years. The keys are completely worn smooth, some letters worn off, the mouse is worn, the mouse pads no longer stay put, it's slower than a snail, and it's out of space....but it's been a good computer....other than annoyingly shutting off in the middle of whatever I'm doing because it's too hot. From everything I've read, Aristotle isn't supposed to do that, which is one of the reasons I chose him. That, and he's green. Gosh, I know, the color shouldn't have been a selling point, but I'd be lying if I said it wasn't. I was devastated when I thought I wasn't going to be able to get it [the green one] because they moved the page, and then they didn't have anymore.... then I found it somewhere else, and saved money too. Can't complain. I think he'll take me through the next two years, at least...and maybe I'll finally write that novel that makes the 'New York Times' bestseller list.

- T.
 
 
feeling: headache
song: Taylor Hanson - "Take My Time"
 
 
tangiblefiction // andshewent
01 January 2007 @ 02:49 am
I've decided to go friends only. It was time. So, if you want to be added, comment. 
 
 
feeling: optimistic
song: watching: Gilmore Girls season 7
 
 
 
 

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