Egwene hate and sexism
Egwene has gotten a lot of hate. A lot. Certainly more than all the villains combined. No other characters come close, except maybe sometimes Elayne. But Egwene remains the most controversial, to the extent that she had a tendency to derail threads on Dragonmount so much that “no Egwene talk except in designated threads” had to become a standing rule.
Why does fandom dislike her so much?

I wrote a thing. (minor spoilers for the entire series)

Okay, making lists and putting them here, because maybe you guys have input.

Toronto:

  • More than 600 000 NOK in dept after completing a Bachelor’s degree even with considerable help from my parents
  • Four years to take said degree
  • Have to rent a place to live
  • Harder to get good grades
  • Qualifies for Master’s degrees pretty much everywhere
  • Opportunity for a fresh start
  • Take most classes with people three years younger than me
  • Improve my English
  • Prestige
  • A big and diverse city
  • Possible to take a double major

Oslo:

  • Around 170 000 NOK in dept after completing a Bachelor’s degree
  • Three years to take said degree
  • Own a place to live
  • Marks from a bell curve, but in a nice and fair way
  • Qualifies for Master’s degrees pretty much everywhere
  • an established network around me
  • Larger age diversity in classes, most around my age
  • Exhange possibilities, including Toronto

You guys, I really don’t know what to do.

I had a really nice weekend.

In addition to what is visible from the pictures, it also included Eurovision, swimming and the worst sunburn I have had for many years.

I’m at my parents’.

I have a ticket for the train back to Oslo today.

There’s been a landslide over the railway, so it’s closed between Finse and Haugastøl. NSB are driving the passangers in buses between Voss and Ål. I am currently in Flåm, between those two places. 

We called NSB to figure out what I should do.The woman first told me there would be a bus from Finse. There is no road to or from Finse. She then tried telling me the bus would go from Hallingskeid. Another roadless place. Then she tried telling me the bus would pick me up at Myrdal station, where I was supposed to get on their train. There is no road to there either, just a connecting railway from Flåm. 

Flåm is on the road between Voss and Ål, The buses will have to pass here. We tried asking the woman if the buses would stop here, but no such thing seemed possible. Instead, once she understood that there is no road at Myrdal, Hallingskeid and Finse, she wanted me to take the train up to Myrdal and then back to Voss and get on the bus there. The buses are supposed to leave Voss around 5.10pm, I wouldn’t be there until closer to 6pm.

Okay then.

I don’t think I’ll ever stop being amazed by pictures of me with a microphone. (A professor in law told me I was “obviously gifted” and like 20 people told me I did very well. I know my stuff. And apparently I can smalltalk.)

I don’t think I’ll ever stop being amazed by pictures of me with a microphone.

(A professor in law told me I was “obviously gifted” and like 20 people told me I did very well. I know my stuff. And apparently I can smalltalk.)

#me #work #org

Remind me again that I know my stuff?

Speaking for a lot of knowledgable people about the UN and Norway and children and asylum policy today.

I know my stuff. I do.

"When nobody else celebrates you, learn to celebrate yourself. When nobody else compliments you, then compliment yourself. It’s not up to other people to keep you encouraged. It’s up to you. Encouragement should come from the inside."
— Joel Osteen  (via rabbitinthemoon)

Did I ever mention that I actually kind of hate my flatmate?

To do-list for tomorrow
  • Figure out where I put my original high school diploma etc.
  • Go to the Canadian embassy and figure out how to go about getting a study permit
  • Start writing a text about the election
  • Start writing a campaign text
  • Call the guy from the Norwegian Centre Against Racism about Wednesday
  • Call the girl from the youth city council in Bergen
  • Fix the EJ powerpoint
  • E-mail your supervisor in Save the Children
  • Write application for iConnect
  • Call your mother
  • Answer N about watching ESC together at S’s next weekend

Yeah, I’m pretty dead.

sickonsecondthought:

okay, hi, this is an important post and i’d really appreciate any help possible.

sometime within the next two months or so, i’m going to need to leave my home because my mother doesn’t agree with my life choices, meaning i can’t be living under her roof, apparently.

i live in burlington, which is about an hour away from toronto, so if there’s anyone in the gta i could stay with, even just for a while, please please please message me, because i don’t have any friends or family to go to, and there’s an actual chance i might end up homeless.

i really need your help guys, or i’m completely fucked. i’d be happy to do anything needed to pay you back, i mean, i don’t have a job right now but i can probably get one easily enough, or i could cook or clean or whatever you need.

i just have no idea what to do and i need to get the hell away from here (i’d be happy to explain further privately) and i don’t have a dollar to my name or anyone to help me.

if you have a couch i could crash on, or even a floor, please send me a message, i’d really really really appreciate it. if not, reblog for a signal boost? even that could help xxx

nymeth replied to your post: I love my friends. They’re amazing and tough and…
:( People are complicated - they can be and often are simultaneously awesome and capable of doing/saying problematic things. I understand how frustrating it must be for you, though. Hopefully they’ll learn in time?

Hopefully. They’re smart, they’re fully capable of getting it. With race and sexuality issues it’s honestly just that they think they’re being funny when they’re not. They don’t mean any of it. Getting them to understand that it’s not funny would probably only take that one conversation I’m not brave enough to initiate. (Sometimes they’re unintentionally funny, though. Like that time A “had actually been thinking about it and it really sucks that it’s so hard for gay people to have children.” Cue a lot of “oh wow, that’s really true, I’ve never thought about that before!” and H and I looking at each other and rolling our eyes)

With trans* issues it’s a little harder. They seem to honestly believe that women are like this and men are like that and those are the only two categories. Even though they have been to lectures and read articles, etc. They don’t want to get it, and that’s what makes me angry.

Benefits of going out with my organisation friends, as proven by yesterday:

  • “I love you”
  • “You can do whatever you want. But you should do something great. You will do somerhing great.”
  • “I don’t understand how this organisation is going to run without you”
  • “You are at least at their knowledge level, stop underestimating yourself” (“their” referrring to two amazing lawyers)
  • “You should be a politician. You would be a great politician.”
  • “You can do more than you think you can. No, actually you can do more than what you think is more than you think you can. Far more.”
  • “You are so great.”
  • “Who am I going to cuddle with if you go to Canada?”
  • Ridiculous dancing
  • So much cuddling
  • No seriously, so much amazing cuddling and lap-sitting and hugging and finger-playing and cheek-kissing and hand-holding

Benefits of not drinking while going out with my organisation friends, as proven by yesterday/today:

  • I get to remind them of the ridiculous things they did
  • I’m not hungover
  • I get to watch them being hungover while not being hungover myself
  • I don’t have to spend any money at all

I love my friends. They’re amazing and tough and hard hitting and accepting and feminist and very political and generally amazing at what they do.

But they don’t always get that something “being a joke” or that “we know they don’t mean it” or whatever doesn’t mean something is okay. And sometimes they just don’t get stuff, period.

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