I am Barbie.

In Mondo Barbie I was just flipping through the pages and I came across this very short poem entitled Barbie - by Jose Padua. I'll type it out so you can all enjoy it as much as I did.

I am Barbie.

I live in your dollhouse.

You change my clothes everyday.

If I could get out

of here I would

kill you all.

In one word, hilarious.

I also read Inner Visions in Body Outlaws. I enjoyed this reading a lot. It talks about how you don't doubt yourself before the age of 13 and how your body is fine and you can do anything. Then how something snaps and suddenly everyone is unsure of themselves and how we wish we could go back to before. The author is blind and the last image she has of her body is from when she was 13. The closing lines are awesome. She says, "The last clear self-portrait in my mind remains that of a plump, ebullient thirteen-year-old with pimples and too many curls. And I am glad about that. I never want to forget her. She had so much spirit."

I think that I loved these closing sentences because it seems lately that my friends and I talk about the past quite frequently. And how sometimes we wish we could go back. I mean who doesn't. You're care free, naive and accepting of everyone. If only all adults acted like 13 year olds in this sense...maybe the world would be better off....