Often times, the world makes you wish you were different, so you an be one with the crowd. It happens anywhere you go. For example, look at me at Baylor, a predominately white Southern Baptist university. I’ve never felt like an ugly duckling til I moved here and I can’t lie that I’ve never wish I was born with white skin. In fact, one of my friends jokes that I should wish to be born white in the next life so I’ll have more luck with boys. Its a terrible thing to wish. I should be proud of who I am and the skin I was born with because it embodies physically, mentally, and spiritually all that I am. Lupita’ s message put a smile on my face. She is truly beautiful for making girls like me feel beautiful.
n. the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time, which is like standing in front of the departures screen at an airport, flickering over with strange place names like other people’s passwords, each representing one more thing you’ll never get to see before you die—and all because, as the arrow on the map helpfully points out, you are here.