Dynamite Bones

Flesh that grew like weeds. Time that has lost the count. Poor Girl that forgot where to run

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If I was president

I want to do this. I want to sit down with peers and hear what they would do. What do the American people find important?

I would have binders of ideas.

 Revamping the space race. Let’s go to Mars, let’s get the world interested in space travel once more. Why? If there’s a race, notoriety to gain politicians become interested once more. The Grecian mathematical revolution began when you could put your name on a theorem or achievement, let’s use that greed to our advantage. 

Environmental Advancements. Do away with fossil fuels, with fracking, with ‘clean’ coal. Turn our eyes to solar (roadways, shingles, farms, parking lots), affordable electric cars that are already becoming a thing. Turn our attention to the layers of plastic in our oceans. We already are starting on the technology. Turn our cities into jungles with artificial plants that can perform photosynthesis. The possibilities are endless.

Educational Reform. Look to our competitors. If there is already a tried and true method out there then why do we continue to implement tests and restrictions that do no good? Perhaps because 2nd grade standardised tests give info on how many prisons should be built by the time they become adults? Or should we turn our eyes to the fact that our educational board members are appointed and not elected. Even better, how a majority of these board members have never been a teacher in their life times. If I need 10 years of experience for an entry level job, we should implement that to be able to have a voice in educational reforms, you need to work in education first to understand the system.

Political Reform. The process of our elections need to be broken down and restructured. We need to put limits on congressional re-elections. In this area, I know reform need to be done, but honestly this is where the cabinet would go come in, to line our path. Don’t put words in unless you worked in it after all.

As a child I dreamed of being president. I now dream of a revolution. Let’s make a new party, let’s make a difference. I want to hear your ideas. Want to change something?

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If I was President

One I wouldn’t look as shitty as trump

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My husband and I spent all morning going over politics, so this is just going to be me shouting to the abyss for the next few hours.

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"In billions of years," he said in 2011, "the sun is going to actually grow and encompass the Earth, right? So global warming is in our future."

Garry Johnson

Source: http://www.motherjones.com/environment/2016/09/gary-johnson-climate-change Is this who the country is offering to make decisions? Those who see no use in the fight if there’s going to be an end? 

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A Political Revolution

We the People

We the People need

We the People need to have more discussions

We the People need to step forward

We the People need to hoist this country to fulfil the dreams we put upon it

We the People need to rise to the occasion.

[abigalihobbs]

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Jobs and Jobs

I think one thing that makes going on with your own life difficult, is social media. Some days you think you’re doing amazing and then you look online to see people you went to school with. They’re getting amazing jobs and moving across the world. It makes you feel like your falling behind. I work tours, the jobs is uncomfortable and hokey and honestly I’m not entirely happy with it. But I think I know where I want to go, Wedding planning. It’s scary because I don’t truly see anything overly interesting about me. I want to find my niche, what I’m good at and that makes me stand out. My worst fear? Turning out to be that nobody that has done nothing.  I guess I’ll just start sending out those resumes.

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Afterwards, I made my moms ham&cheese quiche. Now that I can cook! I was very happy with how those turned out.

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Making a home happy, attempted to make chicken and dumplings the other day. Things I learned? Keep that timer on lock and cover that boiling chicken! Also? Even if it doesn’t come out perfect, it’s really nice talking through fun ways to make the recipe better and ours. I have the best husband.

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Happy Playlist, New Beginning

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After college, to take up time I created a blog. It complained about the uselessness of my degree, lack of opportunities and just the downright depression of my post-college life. Then I returned to this page, read my words of hope and the ideals of why let those thoughts drag you down when they may as very well be your last? So making a turn, I’m turning this page into a day to day blog of my life. Something like a journal while avoiding the finger cramps from writing on paper. Let’s try to move forward in life.

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Development

Turning this page into my personal blog.

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Skull With Leontiasis Ossea

Craniofacial fibrous dysplasia is one of 4 types of fibrous dysplasia and is characterised, as the name suggests, by involvement of the skull and facial bones. (More Information)

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PSA for People Meeting those with Diseases

So I’ve been doing pretty good with my disease, excepting that the tumor is there and becoming for confident with my features. I even took the step to cut my hair short because god forbid I get a little confident. During a festival I met up with an old friend who was currently with their own group, soon enough we all started talking. And soon enough, like it always does because I’m not ashamed, my tumors came up. I mentioned that yes, I have a tumor in the right side of my jaw, and this is a fucking PSA for everyone meeting someone with a disease::

When you meet someone with any kind of condition, do not try to mime what is wrong with them using your own body, especially by shifting your jaw around so it eventually looks like its sliding off your face while saying, “Oh is that why your ___ is like this?”

Because while before I had gained back some confidence I am now horrified that’s what I actually look like, like my fucking jaw is sliding off my face. I feel like I’m fishing for compliments that I don’t deserve now when I ask my friends about it, because maybe they’re all lying to me. But all I want to hear is “No you look fine, it’s okay.” And I regret that I was too polite and didn’t go beat him until his jaw stuck like that.

My bones are eaten and broken from the inside, and have been for the past 15 years. I will not have my victories and strife boiled down to my scars

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My worst fear will always be death. At any moment I could end in an unintelligible blast of pain and fear, all I have worked for and strove towards is gone indefinitely and I am powerless to stop it. I fear what I cannot see, what I am unsure of, what is such an indefinite power of my life. 

My greatest enabler will always be death. Why not smile at that stranger or make random conversation with people you rarely know? Why spend your entire day or week brooding, not remembering the last time you truly enjoyed yourself out of petty reasons. Always smile, in the hottest days enjoy the glance of wind. Laugh the loudest you can during moments with friends and let the tears be released when it all becomes too much. 

My soul will continue to grow until my sudden death comes. I want to have year long blooms and make people stop when they pass by. I want other's wish they had something so expansive and shocking in their own gardens.I will smile, I will grow, and I will be thankful. I will live until death comes for me.

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Security Anywhere?

Today I had a complete breakdown because of getting a simple parking ticket. It was a $23 fine for parking the wrong direction in a parking garage, a rule I had never hear of before and for which there wasn’t one sign designating that a rule. I had run in the building for less than fifteen minutes to get a form signed only to return to see the slip of paper underneath my windshield wiper and the golf cart steering devils a little ways away. When I saw the fine I immediately started to cry and had to hide in my car so others wouldn’t hear me. One man that had walked into the garage with me said, “Well you’re supposed to park with the flow, and it’s only a ticket.” The reason I was so quick to crack is because for the past 3 weeks I haven’t even been able to afford food. I’ve been relying on questionable leftovers in my fridge while being very inventive with the small amount of ingredients I have left. I very often skip meals or just go throughout my day with only one. Today was supposed to be a good day. I had finally gathered enough money to visit the store and grab a few cheep items, but the balance of 15 dollars I had is now in the red because of that ticket. My boyfriend was very nice to demand to pay the ticket when I ran back into the apartment crying, but that still doesn’t take away any of my fears. I am in my senior year of college, fighting to get a double major in mathematics and theater so that in the future I will be able to teach. But those degrees are nothing without going on to graduate school and getting my masters. And what about going into teaching like I wanted? My mother just had to sign a contract this year that said the school does not know how much they are going to pay her, the only thing they know for sure is that there is a mininum pay they have to offer her. For the last four years she has told me that her pay has gone down while her insurance payments have gone up. Being a teacher was never glamorous, but the insurance used to be what people joined it for. Now it’s so minuscule that she has had to join my father’s plan which isn’t that great either.  I’m so scared of them having so little money that I don’t even tell them when my tumors hurt anymore, because I know we wouldn’t be able to afford it. So what’s going to happen to me? What insurance is going to accept a girl who by the age of 21 has three tumors and has the impressive achievements of having had 5 MRI’s, 7 CAT scans, and 5 plastic surgeries? Some even say people won’t hire me because all of my degrees will demand too much pay, while others say I won’t dream of getting a job without it. I hate having to think of this, of being punished for nothing. At what lengths am I going to have to go just to make sure I will be able to eat?