Day 15. Budapest, HU 6.
DREAM BY DAY.
(at Chain Bridge)
I love music. Music has always been a way for me to escape everything that is going on around me. There is only one records store in the town where I work. I usually spend my lunch break there at least one day each week digging for records and checking out the new stock. I love everything about this store, except for one thing..
The owner of the store has the records sorted out into different sections depending on what type of music it is. This is great; I love it. I’m all about organization. I was in the Oldies section today looking for some Sam Cooke records (this guy literally has a little bit of everything in his store - it’s awesome), and didn’t find any. I specifically went in there looking for Sam Cooke so, when I didn’t find any, I started browsing in the other sections. I made my way over to the R&B/Funk section and guess what I found? Sam Cooke, along with many, many other artists who definitely shouldn’t have been in that section. I made a comment to the guy about how I would never have thought to look in that section for Sam Cooke. And his reply? “Oh, yeah, haha, I just stick all the black artists in that section.” What? What kind of BS is that?
It baffles me that there is still so much racism in America and it really pisses me off. I wish racist people weren’t so ignorant. It’s 2014.. come on people.
On a side note - I need to find someone who loves Sam Cooke as much as me so we can dance.. it doesn’t have to be under Paris skies :P <3
Hi love :) I haven’t been keeping up with this blog like I originally wanted to >.< This blog dedicated to being there for people who just need to talk. I have seen so many videos online of people who feel lonely, depressed, unattractive, bullied, etc. and just need a friend. No one should ever feel unloved, unwanted, or not good enough. It breaks my heart to know that there are young people who feel like the world would be a better place without them. I just want to cry for every single person that I see hurting. I want to help. I don’t want to hear about another suicide story that was caused by someone feeling like they don’t matter. Everyone matters. Please, please, if you’re depressed TALK about it! Get it out. Talking about it helps so much. Having someone listen to you and be truly concerned/interested in what you have to say will help so much!
Oh my god, your blog is PERFECT. Hi. I'm Sally. Nice tah meetcha! :)
[uncivilized love] Answer:
Aw, thanks.. I love yours! Nice to meet you, Sally. I’m Casey :o)