Hey, everyone: I’m Calliope, a rising senior-gal in a Connecticut high school who is (just now!) discovering Tumblr for the first time. And I have a rather serious personal problem to share with you all that does not involve GIFs, cats, or BBC shows. My problem is with
my dream college
that superspecial place of ironwilled and astonishing women I want to be a part of
Smith College and its policies (rather: problematic UNpolicies) on accepting transwomen into its ranks.
Hi everyone. I attended a woman’s college back in the day, and feel very strongly about this issue. Calliope should be allowed to attend Smith, assuming she has the right grades/scores/recs/personal statement/etc. to be admitted. No one should tell her that her biological gender ought to overrule the gender she identifies as. No one gets to tell Calliope that she is not a woman.
Calliope has been denied the right to application twice, but this is not acceptable. Please call Smith’s dean of admissions Deb Shaver at (413) 515-2500 and ask her to reconsider Calliope’s case.
Hi internet friends. I’ve been thinking a lot today about leadership, and specifically, what makes a good leader. I think for me, the top qualities are fairness, thoughtfulness, and trustworthiness. What about you? What do you think makes a good leader?
Can it be strawberry season already?
I forgot how much better I work when I’m completely alone. I went three hours straight yesterday without even thinking to check Facebook or email. And it was awesome.
Videos from the fall showcase are up! (or some of them) This is “Dermatillomania.”
wow, this had me in tears.
So fucking good.
“It starts young—you try not to be different just to survive—you try to be just like everyone else—anonymity becomes reflexive—and then one day you wake up and you’ve become all those people—the others—the something you aren’t. And you wonder if you can ever be what it is that you really are. Or you wonder if it’s too late to find out.”
—Microserfs, by Douglas Coupland
Annnnd now I remember why I stopped browsing the OCD tag on tumblr. Caring about the color of the m&ms you eat =/= OCD.