People still use the N word in gas stations.

I’m so tired of seeing this “All Lives Matter” crap.  No one is yelling at breast cancer awareness advocates, insisting that they include lung cancer as well.

Anyways in Germany, students are forced to look in-depth at the Holocaust.  They have to read the Diary of Anne Frank (every year according to one German woman I talked to) in school.

What did I learn about America’s past in school?  I learned that we celebrate Columbus day.  The original illegal immigrant.

We brush slavery under the rug.

We pretend that we’re all equal now, with equal opportunity.

I get so tired of this.

NPR has a fantastic article on this subject  here.

Educate yourself.

Also someone called my coworker a N**** in the gas station.  It’s 2105 ladies and gents.

UGH.

Here’s some Kizomba music.  Heard it at the Salsa Explosion in Minneapolis.

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UDC

Ridiculous how much I find myself learning once I actually am done with university and can get into what I’m really interested in.

  • Learn/Relearn what I’ve forgotten about  Hindi (have a lesson this Friday)
  • Improve my Spanish (uhhhhh been lazy on that one).
  • Learn how to lead Salsa (On1 for now, On2’s gonna be a challenge)
  • Become an Intermediate Hip Hop Dancer BECAAAAAUSE (DRUMROLL)

My friend and I (or at LEAST I, considering I’ve rarely been able to get at people for travel commitments)

are going to Urban Dance Camp Summer 2016.

Pumped.

It’s in Lörrach, Germany and HELLA expensive, but I think I need this.  yuh. I’ve decided not to travel anywhere unless I can dance on the regular in a studio.  (Or salsa congresses/ whate’)