sa’qati ❋

@omodei.co

1999 • she/her/nekm l’nu 🪶🇸🇭 saint ⚲ mánu: yį įsuwą [sc] east congaree beadwork • quillwork • otherwork linktr.ee/omodeii

yk those corny ‘what’s ur tribe post ur #’ tiktoks, and it’s that massive numbered list of indigenous nations- it always makes me laugh cause they’ve always got mi’kmaq and mi’kmaw listed under two vastly different numbers. sweet baby, that’s just plural vs singular noun.

someone made a video showing how they wrote left and right on their steering wheel due to dyspraxia and the amount of ppl who are bashing them for even driving at all makes me sad. i also struggle with left / right spatial awareness and it’s one of the few major reasons i’m terrified of driving.

happy belated august #promosky ✨ my names sa’qati, but you can also call me omodei. i’m an indigenous #beadwork artist, and part-time childcare worker living in the south of turtle island. i also enjoy; • gardening (both varieties) • making digital art • language learning • meeting new friends 🫶🏼

my large strawberry pot is finally looking full again ever since the deer massacred it; and my tiny sprout that my mom gave me a few weeks ago is finally starting to root itself!! i now have double the strawberries

a top down photo of my very first strawberry plant- she is a year old as of mid july. a top down photo of another strawberry plant that my mother gave me- it is small and has just started to sprout.

HOAs are the result of retired white men having nothing better to do than police their community members over stupid shit that truly does not matter. it is the final power grab they so desperately crave bc no one listened to them prior to now.

we’re going to the beach not this weekend, but the next- and it’s the only thing helping me push thru this godforsaken work week. the ocean is calling my naaaaaame

someone needs to delete ebay off my phone. it’s so addicting. it’s like walking into the worlds thrift store. i like things just so i can receive an offer, and then i spend the next few days debating said offers. sometimes i even splurge bc they’re too good. i can’t stop !!!!

despite being followed by the creepiest bald white man the entire time, i found some cute tops and pants at the thrift 😛 this makes up for one of my fave tops being ruined by bleach the other day

got home from work. i’m covered in bleach bc someone had an accident on our couch 10 minutes before close. my shirt is absolutely ruined bc of it. i’m so sweaty. i’m eating a chicken salad wrap with my eyes closed. i finally changed but can still smell the bleach. i’ve had enough today

my moms been getting those propaganda “what do you think about US-Israel relations” and she told me she’s started cussing them out LMFAO “they’re playin in my phone that i pay for, fuck outta here” purrrr mammaaaa

if yall need an update on the state of sc rn, for the past few weeks on and off we’ve had idiots flying the confederate flag at our state house. im talkin some of them in full confederate uniform cosplay, flinging them things around like they’re doing something cool. im so over it.

anxiety dreams are so fascinating, bc my newest / slightly repetitive one is that i’m trying to survive a nuclear blast. i’m forced to decide where to hide, i have to convince loved ones to stay with me in hopes we’re both safe, and then it hits and i have to witness the aftermath of it all.