My name is Meghan, I'm 25 and I never want to be average.
I'm currently traveling the world.
it’s so weird that men can make endless misogynistic comments and not have to reassure people that they don’t hate women but when women, especially those in the spotlight, talk about things concerning women they feel an overwhelming need to constantly reassure the world that they don’t hate men, that they love men.
and by weird i mean a cultural norm to demean women and overvalue men.
One of my favorite new people at work turns out to be an artist who makes absolutely beautiful art and you all need to visit her website right now. http://www.cherylmaslenart.com http://cherylmaslenart.tumblr.com
Guys let me lastly just mention before bed that this is Rottnest Island, the only island in the world with Quokkas, those little perpetually smiling half rat half kangaroo animals. They have absolutely no fear of humans and I constantly have to sweep them out of the restaurant with a broom and shoo them off tables in the outdoor seating. It’s so cute but also pretty annoying.
So I’m staying in the shittiest little weekend commuter accommodation at the hotel and its a really simple room in a random building out back with just two bunk beds in it but the floor is peeling up and I picked up my backpack to find a cockroach hiding under it and now I’m too scared to sleep for fear of cockroaches crawling into my ears and mouth
I just learned that I earn $27 an hour on Saturdays and $31.50 an hour on Sundays!! Ah I’m dying I’m so happy!
I started my new job at the hotel on the island just outside of Perth and I love it and the company is great and everyone is lovely but somehow they forgot to schedule breaks for the newcomers today and so it’s 8pm and the only thing I’ve eaten all day is an apple and I’m working with so much nice smelling food and I’m so hungry I think I might die but I’m afraid if I complain they’ll send me home for the day and I really like earning $25 an hour so I’m just going to keep pretending to be busy while I hallucinate about dinner.
double yawn, double stretch
- joins tumblr to pass time
- becomes a radical feminist
Im having such an emotional day! What’s wrong with me? I keep crying at everything.