Nothing Wrong With It

 

What bothers me in the news these days; everywhere you look people are telling you as a women who you should be. You need to be a feminist. You have to be single, getting married will only harm your dreams. You should strive to be a CEO or scientist: housewife, teacher, etc.; are clichés and holding women back. You shouldn’t care about your appearance, that’s shallow and vain. On and on they go. But here is what I think:

Feminist or Anti-Feminist. Athlete or Fashionista. Housewife or CEO. Nerd or Cheerleader. A Good Girl or a Bad Girl. Damsel or Superhero. Overachiever or Underachiever. Mother Hen or Baby. Wise Crone or Foolish Youth. Spoiled or Humbled. Clingy or Independent. Single or Married.

Don’t let the world label you, real power and strength comes from being yourself.

Go be strong in believing what you believe and being your true self.

For more on Agatha Christie, go to A Whole Lot of Fanfare

For more on Sarah Dessen, go to The Strange Case of a Fangirl and Her Fandoms

For more quotes, go to Man of Respect

It’s That Time of the Year Again

So it’s that time of the year again.

Seriously, when the girl scout cookies come out its over. Don’t even try to hold back as you just know:

No, stop! Alright.

I always tell myself that I will buy one box of Thin Mints, but usually end up with the Mints and Tagalongs, or Samoas, or Savannah Smiles, or…. Even though they’ve hiked up the prices to be being $5

I know, right? And you know the only reason they get away with it is that they aren’t sold all year round. Those jerks.

And you know once you start eating, it doesn’t just stop. Nope, you eat and eat and eat and eat, etc.

And as you eat and eat and eat, etc. It gets to the point where you start telling yourself this so that you feel better.

You know those people who are always trying to prove who’s the stronger one? Well:

Writing this so makes me want to eat some. I mean seriously, I need someone to watch me with those things.

I sometimes think I need someone to keep me on track.

But then I think screw it!

For more scenes from my everyday life, check out Final Destination: Bike Edition