I ain't lyin...

This site is called random ponderences for a reason...

Friday, my practicum team and I went to the City to work on our project. While walking to the car, some woman on the corner was yelling in Chinese, but when she saw me, she said in English "Fuckin Black people mess up everything!" Then she pointed at me! WTF!!! I didn't even know this woman and she yellin shit at me?!?! What the hell. That screwed with my brain much more than they thought. Ignorance shows no bounds, despite a person's race, creed, or color... so to lump all folks into one shitty category is absolutely senseless. Someday folks will get the message on this... I hope at least.

Part deux of Kat's day of race relations was on BART. Several Black kids got on the train, I guess they had returned from a field trip or something, and where laughing and carrying on. A bit loud but they were moving along and not bothering folks. Man, if stares could kill. So many people where looking at them in disgust and making all these sour ass faces (almost as bad as Bush during the Debate). Then some dude gave me the "you're Black too! Handle your people!" glare. I'm sure you gotten a stare like this as well, so you may know what I mean. You can kinda get a sense of this when the person is seeking folks in the area that look like the "troublemakers" , then you get the eye brow lifts, the smirks and whatnot. Great. I love being the Queen of an entire race. I am so not worthy.

On a lighter note, I hung out with my "family." Melanie came over on Friday and we laughed about childhood punishment, then jumped Tasha. Perhaps displaced anger seeking a release, but that was hella fun. Even if at Tash's expense... J/K.

Hung out with Bulli yesterday (Happy Birfday!!!), then saw Monkey (who keeps poking my lovehandles like I'm Miss Pillsbury... punk!) and Ken (who I beat up on as well). Those guys are like my little brothers.

It's funny how much of a mix my "family" are. Everyone at my house is welcome and call my mom "Momma" as well. Dang, I remember when I was a kid, we used to go to various cultural events in Oakland. My grandma used to tell us how it's important to respect people despite their differences and to appreciate diversity. Damn, I guess some people in society weren't as fortunate to get such teaching.