I thank God. 

I haven't blogged in more than a minute and it has hurt me. I was like yo, Grace, wassup? I don't want to be an inconsistent blogger nor do I plan on being one. 

But hey, sometimes you just don't know what to write. 

But hey, ho. 

Today I was reminded why I love being a film student. 

We watched Children of Men, directed by the legend that is Alfonso Cuarón. 

To put it simply, 'twas SICK. 

First of all, even though I know so many of Cuarón's films, aside from the aforementioned, I've only seen Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, (which is amazing as we all know). 

Alfonso is literally so sick and blessed at what he does, I don't even know what to write, so I'm just going to refer you all to Children of Men. 

There's a particular scene near the start when the main characters are ambushed and weapons are flying. It was SO SICK.

Also, Clive Owen is such a great and charismatic leading man (not to mention, really easy on the eyes) and Clare-Hope Ashitey was super as the feisty immigrant Kee. 

Moving on, my church had another youth event and as always it totally banged. 

Since I was younger, I've always been a self-conscious worshiper - always nervous to lift my hand(s) or close my eyes - but there was so much *exhales* I don't even know the word but God was definitely present and that's all that mattered. I was blessed and that weekend was literally a highlight of my faith walk. :D

Seriously, guys I just hope all of you are good and blessed and healthy and at peace.

All the nonsense and unrest and injustice that is going on in Ferguson and Mexico and unfortunately a lot of other places, has just got me so worked up. 

Being a black person means that I am royalty but instead told that I am a peasant, it means that we take up such a key part of the population but are hardly ever represented in the media and it means that it is almost inevitable that I will endure racism. 

And boy, have I. 

Why, just about 2 months ago, this lovely woman on the street loudly personified me as Ebola. Joy. 

Taking ignorance on the chin is what I've had to do and so have other people of colour. 

But some have even had to lose their lives because of racism and...

Well, it's just unacceptable. To some. 

Since my first enoucnted with racism, years ago, I've learnt to not get revenge but to get prayerful because there I find peace instead of anger.

If you take something from this, just don't be silent in the face of oppression. Because you become the oppressor. 

•This blog post has been a medley of things but hopes it didn't leave you sad. 

Brought to you by Grace. 

*written whilst watching The Dark Knight.