Friday, July 20, 2012


I am so overwhelmingly grateful that my parents raised me to not see color. I mean, of course everyone sees color. Instead of enrolling me into the magnet school that I had been invited to go too, they kept me in regular public school all through my grade school years. I think that had a lot to do with it. Also the fact that the neighborhood we lived in was probably 1/3 black, 1/3 white, and 1/3 Hispanics. I played with kids from all different backgrounds, some were rich, some were poor, some were from other countries. It didn't matter. 

My mom has told me stories of how she dated black guys and guys that were other ethnicites when she was my age. She said that she lost some friends because of it, but that you probably could not find better people than those guys were. Honestly, I didn't not know that there was still so much stereotyping and hatred towards people of other races until I got into middle school, because all of the kids that I went to elementary school with were brought up the same way. At least in the equality aspect. I distinctly remember two different times during my freshman year of high school I had a huge crush on two guys, both of whom were not white. I also remember when I told my friends how they kind of looked down and at each other like I had done something wrong. They said that they didn't think that there was anything wrong with me or other girls liking and dating outside of their own race, but "..if I brought home a black or Hispanic boy my dad would kill me." 

Why does where someone was born determine what type of person they are? It doesn't. So what if they crossed the border to try and better their lives in a country where they don't have to constantly fear for their own. I am sure that some of those people deserve to be here a heck of a lot more than some of the ungrateful 'Americans' that were born on this soil. It burns me UP when I hear people say things like, "Yeah... there has been a big influx of blacks into that neighborhood, I wouldn't be surprised if it starts going downhill soon." Guess what color the guy who just shot all those people in the Colorado movie theater was, WHITE. 

I guess I just don't really get it. It is 2012. Can we not move past this? 

I love that I have friends right now who just don't care. I love them.

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Conversation between me and one of my favorite Cadets about a boy

Travis: So, did you text him goodnight with a smiley face?

Me: Well I said goodnight, but not with a smiley face.

Travis: Elyse! What the hell! We talked about this!

Me: giggle giggle giggle

Travis: Stop laughing! This shit it serious! Do you want this to work out with him or not?!

Me: Well, yeah I really do! (giggle)

Travis: Well then you HAVE to use smiley faces! I'm serious! I'm not giving you any more advice.