just because Pirates 3 came out recently...

I went on this website at work and took this quiz just for fun... It asks you 20 questions and at the end gives you your pirate name. ^_^
This was what I got at the end of it..

"Your pirate name is:
Calico Anne Kidd

Often indecisive, you can't even choose a favorite color. You're apt to follow wherever the wind blows you, just like Calico Jack Rackham, your namesake. Even though you're not always the traditional swaggering gallant, your steadiness and planning make you a fine, reliable pirate. Arr!"

And as a side note I was a little let down at the third Pirates of the Caribbean movie. Is it really that easy to get Jack back from the "other side?"

first day of class

english at berkeley city college. i was probably the last one to sign up for this class... and when i saw the 40 people that were waiting in that room for class to start, in my head i was thinking, "i'm not gonna get in." probably 15 people were waiting to add the course, and guess how the professor decides to add people... lottery. each person had to write on a piece of paper their name and a number between 1 and 100. what are the odds of getting the right number? if you would've asked me this after stats i would know.. but that was too long ago. anyways... he unfolds each of the papers and says that two people got the right number. what the??? two people??? blah blah blah someone and april u. that's me!!! yay me!!! so kamille in front of me praying and me thinking in my head "this will happen if it's meant to be" worked. guess it was meant to be.

disappointed

i hate when my parents use that word instead of mad. "i was disappointed." well, i'm sorry mom and dad. really. but you have to understand, that's just the way i am. i do try to have patience, try not to talk back, try to avoid saying things that will make you mad, try to help out... but on occassion i may not always do those things. so please forgive. it's hard enough to be in this world where you feel like no one understands you. when the only people who are supposed to support you no matter what act like they're not there anymore, it sucks even more. i know i'm supposed to be strong, but there is a limit. at least for me there is.

guess this is a lesson. i hate it when parents are right.

precious moments figurines

you know those precious moments figurines? i love them... they're so cute with their big eyes and pastel colors. i wanted to start collecting them, but they're so freakin' expensive. and there aren't enough of them with brown hair. well i see more now than before, but i just don't think that the distribution is equal. guess that's business for you. in an article written in 2004, Eleanor Yates highlights a sociological study on black dolls in society:

"Thomas is now interviewing Black women about the dolls of their childhood. 'People say Black dolls didn't exist back then but in fact accessibility was the issue,' she said. Companies and stores didn't think there was a profitable market for Black dolls, she explains."

and she states that this lack of minority dolls, even though there was a want for them, mirrored society and the business of race. it was true in the 60's (when Barbie's friend, Christie appeared in stores), the 90's (when i was able to play with barbies), and is true today. when we're younger we don't think that these things are important. blond barbies are what lots of girls played with on my block, but none of us had blond hair. yet we bought them. and it's sad, but my little cousin is the same way, playing with American Girl dolls. i don't see an asian one that she plays with...

and on more thing- people, it's okay to have flat noses. if i see one more little girl squeezing her nose trying to make it become more pointy, i'm gonna go crazy. we should be empowering people to feel proud of who they are, not make them feel like they have to change to be what society says is popular. screw popularity. be real.

Asian supermodel

http://www.annabayle.com/modelblog.html

that link should be legit (i think). today was the first time i heard about Anna Bayle.. and her last recorded blog was written on my birthday, so i took that as a sign that today she should be in this blog. i wonder how tall she is. and what makes people supermodels. more importantly, i wonder what these supermodels do with their money. it would be cool to be a supermodel, but i would hope that if i had a lot of money i'd give it to charities or organizations and use my influence to bring awareness to certain issues.