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From Twerking at the VMAs to Twerking With Words: My Take on Racism

Whether it is middle-aged mothers verbalizing their utter shock at Miley Cyrus’ coming-of-age transformation, or Black 20-somethings jotting down every emotion perfectly describing the disgust they feel about displays of racism during Cyrus’ performance, many journalists have been blogging about the 2013 VMAs. I think it is absurd that Miley Cyrus’ name was the top hit on Google News while Syria is undergoing societal chaos and our President has been struggling to make a sound decision regarding assisting their country to find safety. But as we all know, sex (and racism) sells and apparently Miley displayed a lot of both.

Though I do question whether the infamous displays of twerking and butt-grabbing would receive this much negative attention if Miley Cyrus were a black female (I strongly believe it would not), I am not here to dissect Cyrus’ performance at the VMAs, as there are numerous articles you can find regarding that topic. I have, however, been tirelessly battling with the concept of modern-day racism in the U.S.

I am a biracial female, so I typically feel some sort of a personal conflict whenever the topic of racism comes up. Do I believe racism across all ethnic groups still exists today? Yes. Is it clear that Blacks struggle with feeling equal to other races, particularly Whites? Of course. But while reading the many articles dissing Miley for being “racist” and how Blacks often feel various forms of negative attention from Whites, I cannot seem to find personal solace with the lack of attention given to black-on-black racism.

I say this because ever since I was a young elementary school kid, I have personally experienced racism from all races. I would say that is the strangest funniest part about being biracial: the wide range of racial comments you receive and how others feel it is their job to decide for you which of your two races dominates the other.

My mother is White and my father is only half Black, so that leaves me at a whopping 25% non-White. However, my skin is significantly darker than my siblings and dark enough that, to the naked eye, most tend to categorize me as either half or full-Black.

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My Next BIG Goal

Friday: Arguably the best day of the week.
I always make plans to do something adventurous on the weekends because I don’t work at all on Saturday and Sunday, but somehow I usually end up on my dining room floor in front of the TV  being everything but adventurous…

That is why this weekend I have decided to start on my book. Although the premise for my fiction novel is not yet concrete, the uncertainties of actually writing a book are what instill the most fear in me. Of course it is a huge challenge, and just thinking of the painstakingly long week I spent writing my first 15-page sociology paper takes my mind into an unknown land of worry and stress. However, I am most excited to take on the challenge of working on something I deem somewhat of a far-reach.

Who says you can’t write a book at 20? Well, technically I’m still 19, but I’ll be 20 in three weeks! 20 year-old author sounds a hell of a lot better than 20 year-old crazy cat lady…which I was convinced I was slowly becoming just a few months ago. I’ll just be sure to stock up on my tried-and-true Starbucks DoubleShot Energy drinks from Walgreens to get me through the late night fatigue.

I know that I am capable of writing a great fiction novel. Will my adorable puppy whom I can’t help but pick up and kiss every two seconds get in the way of my productivity? Sure, but at least I’ll have him to keep me company while I’m saying my crazy train of story ideas aloud to myself.

After reading Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn and now Inferno by Dan Brown, I feel compelled to rise up to a similar level as these authors whom I admire so much. Just as Brown quotes in his book from Dante Alighieri, “There’s a special place in Hell reserved for those who maintain neutrality in times of moral crisis,” I feel I’m reserving myself a special spot in personal life discontentment if I choose not to embark on this exciting journey of writing a book.

Who knows: Maybe I can even hit up my guy Matthew Berry for advice on writing a book…and to prepare for my upcoming fantasy football league; another thing to distract me from this book!

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Letting It All Hang Out

I am a student at a college that, despite holding a fairly high position in the notorious Best Colleges rankings,  is often mistaken for other Universities in the area.  Similar to my school choice, I am pursuing a career that is equally overlooked and often mistaken for a life of “written bullshit” that leaves you poor and struggling: Journalism.

From trying to figure out how to get started (still doing that) to overcoming the numerous mini-heart attacks I get whenever thinking about my future, it has been quite the journey so far. The weird part? I love it. I enjoy directly challenging myself and pushing my limits, even if my perfectionist personality gets in the way 99% of the time. The hard part? Narrowing down what field of journalism I would ultimately like to spend the rest of my life happily frolicking in and blossoming into an awesome journalist.

I’m all about inspirational quotes, whether from the ubiquitous Pinterest pins my friends post or the unique encounters with people every day, so I’ll be sure to include them on this blog whenever I can!

Thanks for reading, and remember: “Those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.” -Nietzsche.

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