AeroGarden? Maybe?

The other night I was about to walk back to my house but then I suddenly saw the campus shuttle in front of the building. I got on the shuttle, but the driver, this woman in her 50s, was chatting on her phone really loudly for a good six minutes or so, and I felt it would be rude to just leave, so I just sat there. She kept talking on her phone, so I didn't get the chance to tell her where I needed to go and she started driving in the completely wrong direction, and I didn't want to say anything. Eventually, we arrived somewhat near my house (maybe ten minutes away instead of fifteen), so I said I could just get off, but she insisted she'd drive me closer. But when she started driving, I realized we were going a super-long route again so in the meantime she asked me about my major and what I thought I'd do after graduation. Of course I had no idea what to say, so I blurted something out about "social work", the way I sometimes blurt out "teaching" or "being a carpenter" without a second thought. She then said that that used to be her field too, before she retired. She told me about how draining it was, and how it wasn't really rewarding too often, but maybe once in awhile it was. I realized it never even occurred to me she had a different career before driving the shuttle, and that was so ignorant of me. She told me a little more about her daughter and by the time she stopped talking, we passed my stop again. When I got off the shuttle, it had been almost twenty-odd minutes and I ended up maybe 500ft. from where I started, but I was pretty okay with it. Just another one of those moments.

I'm graduating pretty soon. I'm going to Argentina tomorrow. I've been having one of those graduation-crises... the whole what should I do, what gives life meaning deals. But then I signed on to LJ and I read this entry from a girl I don't actually know about how she started running, writing, reading, making pies and having tea dates, and it calmed me down so much.

Funny how that happens.

Now You Little Monkeys Wanna Be Guerillas

So I know this image is at least two years old, but I just found it and it kind of irked me. I'll be the first to admit I don't really understand the huge appeal of Erin Wasson- she's always seemed kind of like an airhead to me... especially since she tries to give off a certain image of being grounded and chill, that just makes it worse. BUT my issue is with the t-shirt itself. What the hell does that mean? Am I being too sensitive when I think of it as somewhat bizarre? I know there was the entire Obama controversy over the phrase "little monkeys" as racist, and I can see both sides of that issue, but when it so blatantly mocks the idea of said "monkeys" wanting to be "guerrillas" (what I think of as unconventional warfare against an oppressive minority) it really makes me wonder. Is it ridiculous for me to think that her shirt trivializes the plight and resistance of the subalterns, whether it be Che or whoever? The tone is completely condescending, and yeah, sure, we can laugh at those "little monkeys" who want to be "guerrillas" since hey, we're apathetic and aren't in want of anything. Goddamn.