Thursday, 31 December 2015

Happy New Year from Naya and me


The Most Awesome set of New Year's Resolutions You'll read. Because I Brag.

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So I know that in some parts of the world, it's already new year. But here it isn't. And by HERE, I mean Mississauga, Ontario, Canada, North America, The Northern Hemisphere, The Earth, The Milky Way, The Universe.

And my rant is done. Sorry! Moving on; what does one do at the beginning of the New Year, every FUCKING year? Why, you make resolutions of course.

And yes, even though we are stubbornly determined to NOT stick to said resolutions; who cares? After a while it just becomes this big joke you like to play on yourself.

So I decided I make a few myself. Even though the only resolution I kept from last year was to read a 100 books. I READ 172. Go Zoe! Go Zoe! 

I'm sorry, I'm just deliriously happy. One of those drunk-of-my-horse-yet-totally-a-teetotaler happy. And the reason for that may or may not be that my birthday is in 12 days.

So, onto resolutions. Here they are:-

  • CONVINCE MY FATHER TO TAKE ME TRAVELLING ALL OVER NORTH AMERICA BECAUSE I'M NOT 18 YET AND I NEED AN ADULT TO GIVE ME PERMISSION FOR THOSE THINGS.
    I know. Completely unnecessary.

  • READ AS MANY BOOKS AS HUMANELY POSSIBLE.

  • FINISH WRITING MY NOVEL AND GET IT PUBLISHED.

  • BE A NICER PERSON BECAUSE I'M SERIOUSLY NOT A NICE PERSON.

  • COOK, COOK, AND COOK SOME MORE. OH THE JOYS OF COOKING.

  • SHUT DOWN MISOGYNY EVERY POSSIBLE MOMENT.

  • TELL THE MYSTERIOUS PERSON IN MY SCHOOL THAT I LIKE HIM. AND IF I'M ALIVE AFTER THAT, ASK HIM OUT FOR THE FUN OF IT.

  • GO SKINNY DIPPING BECAUSE ALL THE YA BOOKS SAY IT'S AWESOME.

  • ANNOY THAT ONE UNCLE WHO WORKS FOR SHELL BY LECTURING HIM ON THE BEAUTY OF THE WORLD AND HOW OIL COMPANIES ARE SET ON DESTROYING IT. OH AND EVER SO NOT-SO SUBTLY NAME CALL SHELL AND THEN SEE MY PARENTS HORRIFIED EXPRESSIONS.

  • DO THE DASH AND LILY NOTEBOOK CHALLENGE.

  • BE HAPPY.

  • FINISH MY WWII POEM.

  • GET MY SIBLINGS OBSESSED WITH HARRY POTTER AND OTHER IMPORTANT NERD STUFF.

  • DO WELL ON MY PSATS.

  • COLLECT THE STORIES OF AT LEAST 50 PEOPLE I DON'T KNOW.

Yours,
Zoe Summers

P.S. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Wednesday, 30 December 2015

And Gareth Bale is STILL rocking the man bun.


An Open Eulogy For Everyone who Died this Year

Tomorrow it will be New Years Eve in the Western Hemisphere and the first day of the New Year in the Eastern Hemisphere (because, time zones. UGHH). But before we cross the threshold into another year, it's only fair that we remember all those who won't be joining us.

There are many of you who I don't know. I may not even know that you ever existed. Or I may not have known you personally. But your life was as beautiful as everything else in this universe. It may have felt like you were nothing. Your death of no consequence and immediately forgotten. You never got big memorials, History did not write your name down. But the universe felt your loss. You were an as much a significant part of the Universe as anyone else is. I remember you. I don't know you. But I grieve in your loss. May your afterlife be better for you. May you find happiness. I love you.

To those of you who had people who loved you ever so much; you are very lucky. Some of you died way too young. You were cruelly denied your youth. Your opportunities taken away. I feel your angst. Some of you lived your life to the fullest. You died happily. You died content. I am happy for you. Know that your family still misses you. They still grieve you. They feel empty without you. They haven't stopped loving you. I feel their loss. For losing someone, no matter how long ago, doesn't numb the pain. It only exhilarates it. I send my love to them. I hope they remember all the good moments from your life and find the strength to endure the painful ones.

Some of you died for no reason. Your life was robbed from you. Why? For the personal interests of a few individuals. IT'S NOT FAIR. I am angry for you. I am grieving for you. Because it's not FAIR. But as someone wise once told me, "Life is never fair.". But I wish it was. I wish it was. Be in peace and I pray and hope that your families find peace.

To all the children who had to die this year; our world is cruel to not protect you and nurture you. Most of you never got the media attention little Alan did, whose death was no less terrible. Sleep well my children. I cry for you. No child should drown. No child should be shot. No child should be killed so cruelly. I vow that I shall work to ensure that children don't have to die as you did. For we owe you that much. And much more. You had bright futures. You had amazing possibilities and paths to choose from ahead of you. I fell the harshness of your loss.

Ave Atque Vale. All of you.

Yours,
Zoe Summers

Friday, 25 December 2015

I don't blame her

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Happy 25th!

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Merry Christmas!! Gather your family around and have a great time. And if you don't celebrate it, a day off is always a good thing.

Yours,
Zoe Summers

P.S. I didn't really knew when Hanukkah falls until it passed. I'm really sorry. A belated Happy Hanukkah to you. Happy Holidays!

Monday, 21 December 2015

This is what genius looks like

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For some reason this makes me so sad...poor Bucky.

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Tell TABIT

While almost all of us go through nightmares of our own, very few of us have people we can talk to to. People we can throw our crappiest selves on and know that we won't be judged. So if you're going through a bad time and don't feel comfortable seeing a shrink or cannot afford to do so (for both personal and financial reasons), I have something for you.

If there is something that's overwhelming you and demands to be removed from your system; you can now write to tellTABIT@gmail.com. If you don't want me to read it, you can specify that in your subject. But if you do, I'm here.I'll talk to you if you want. If you don't, it's okay.

Yours,
Zoe Summers

Thursday, 10 December 2015

Violence against Women OR Why do I even have to stress why this is so important?

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This being the 150th post on this blog, I decided on doing something a little different. For starters, a big thank you to everyone who ACTUALLY reads this blog and makes me so happy. You guys are awesome.

But back to the topic. This subject may not be new to most people. Many may have experienced it themselves or may know someone who's been through it. But there is still a minority, who is convinced that this is not an issue, mostly males (sorry guys, I know all of you don't identify with this).

Violence against women isn't something that has risen up recently. It's been here for millenia. Dare I say, it's been here since the beginning of time. The question is Why and how did this become so prevalent. In this post, I will be attempting to answer that in addition to why we need to stop it.

First off, isn't violence against women violence? Like what makes it different? How does violence against women become a "personal" matter of  the victim? How does it become the victim's fault? Because last I checked, NOBODY likes being beaten up, or being assaulted,both verbally and physically. NOBODY. 

And yes, I do know that there will always be that one asshole who is convinced I'm writing this because I am a women. You're right, I am doing this because I'm a woman. Because I don't like walking on the street feeling constantly afraid. I don't like being pushed in crowds. I don't like being called a bitch because I stand up for myself.

But my problems are NOTHING. And while I don't deny that men are also subjected to the same problems, that gives society no reason to declare that violence against women is no big deal. Because it is. It so is. Do you know how many children are sexually assaulted by their families? 30% of the entire population. Thirty fucking percent. That's three hundred million children. THREE HUNDRED MILLION. And 19.7% of that number are female. That's 60 million. That's right, 60 million girls around the world under the age of fifteen are subjected to sexual abuse. And 30% of those cases are overseen by a family member.

These children are forced to grow up in this condition. For some it never stops. And when it does, they are tormented mentally by this for the rest of their beautiful lives. Tell me, what did they do to deserve this? What? But of course society has no answer to this.

Did you know that recently a ten year old in Brazil gave birth to a child at school. Nobody knew. Her mother thought her growing tummy was normal. Her teacher did not find her sudden weight gain odd. The child thought it was just a regular tummy ache. She was JUST ten years old. Do you have any idea how painful this must have been for her? She could have died. Her body was not prepared for childbirth. And do you know how she got pregnant? Her stepfather assaulted her sexually. Scratch that. Her stepfather raped her. And do you know what the government has to say about this? Investigations are underway. That's right, that child almost died and she still has to live with that monster.

But she's not the only one. Her story is like one entry in an Internet index of all websites existing. For every 107 minutes, a women is raped. And 80% of these victims are under eighteen.

One in four women are subjected to domestic violence. And most of the time they have no other option but to put up with it.

So instead of making fascist claims and racist promises, how about do something about this?

Yours,
Zoe Summers