Tonight, I attended my school play.
(Sidenote: I wore the fascinator I won from Alysha over at V.I. Couture and have Pics to prove it muwahahaha!)
This year it was The Laramie Project (please withhold negative commentary)
I'm in Drama at my school (can't draw, don't feel like playing piano, I regret not doing choir, sooo theater it is!) so we had watched the movie adaption months ago.
The movie moved me beyond measure, so what else did I expect from the play? It included my own peers.
I was blown away.
It was so heart-breaking and inspiring at the same time. I even wrote a review for my English class (granted I could earn extra credit for that AND my drama class but still, I tried.)
Hate crimes do affect everyone; it doesn't matter what you are but who you are as an individual that counts.
RIP Matthew Shepard.
(My friend totally could've played Zubaida Ula- hijabi character in the play!)
[I would extemporize more on this issue but enough said, I'm trying to be light-hearted at the moment... even if I nearly cried near the end of the play)