What to do in a desperate situation.

Set the scene: It's 2012. Today. The east coast is being ravaged by a Hurricane with the ridiculously un-menacing name of "Sandy" and you are sitting there staring at your phone waiting for your significant other to text you, and when they do it just says "yeah"--No smiley face, no excitement, you didn't even get punctuation for cripes sake. If you're a girl, you're probably like "OMG he hates me he likes someone else I bet she's prettier than me!!! :(:(:(:(" and if you're a dude, you're probably not reading this. and if you are you're probably like "thanks bitch, I was trying to have a conversation." Here's what I say. Turn your freakin phone off. Put it in like the microwave or something because you don't need that shit. Now grab a beverage and read my list of

 Things you can do instead of worrying about your boyfriend/girlfriend who you probably don't even like anyways

1. Finish your beverage. You'll feel so much better.

2. Turn on "American Pie" and take a shower. Ask my roommate Colleen, it is hands down the best song to listen to in the shower and I swear to you, if you belt it out like you just learned how to sing like Adele, you will step out of that steamy wet heaven feeling like the champion you are.

3. Go to the gym. Once you break up with that boring specimen you'll need to be hot enough to get a hotter more fun jealousy-inducing specimen and that's not gonna happen by sitting around waiting for boring ass text messages. Make a kick ass playlist, do a billion sit ups, but wait til you get home to flex in the mirror.

4. Get a free month of Netflix and watch that show you've been planning on catching up on. Chances are you'll find a TV crush and you can live vicariously through your Netflix account for the next 4 weeks. After that you'll be pretty sure you can perform brain surgery and fight vampires and fall in love with the hottie next door all at the same time and then you won't need that piece of crap anyways. 

5. Learn how to cook. Nothing is sexier than a guy OR a girl who can cook. Everyone loves to eat food. Unless your not-so-better half is annorexic, you can't lose. 

6. Absolutely ANYTHING else. You shouldn't be with anyone who makes you anything less than happy. Go rock climbing or to the pet store or write a blog if it makes you happy! 

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness. See you next Monday!

Monday Funday!

So, as we all know football is one of my favorite things in the whole world. For my birthday this weekend, I got a Pats win so I'm pretty pumped about it!! But for this week, I'd like to throw it over to my big little bro. It'd be cool if I thought of this earlier and interviewed him or something. Anyways, here goes.

First, I love Cyclone Football. Game day is one of the greatest experiences of my life, and I've seen it from the field and the stands. So the fact that I SOLD my 100th Cytennial HOMECOMING GAME ticket to go to Rockford and see my brother's first round playoff game should say something about how I feel about Rocket football. I owe a lot of who I am to my brothers, my parents, my coaches, and the boys who have played for that team. We have a lot of small town hope and determination, and big small town dreams. Standing under the lights of our little stadium was one of the best experiences I've had in my short 20 years. 

On that note, games are won at practice. We all know that. But if it comes down to game time, and you think practice is enough, think again. You have to WORK for it, the whole time, to the very last second. Because your friends and family are in the stands WANTING it, for YOU, the whole time. To the very last second. I'm the girl in the stands screaming as loud as I can to the very last second, because I'm pretty sure there is some kind of miracle that will win this game. I believe in my team until the last buzzer because I don't put anything past my little brother because I know how important it is to him, and honestly, I know how bad he wants it and he does craaaaazy things to get what he wants. 

My mom always sent this poem with me to my competitions and I still remember the very last lines at big moments.

If you think you are beaten, you are;

If you think you dare not, you don't.

If you'd like to win, but think you can't

It's almost a cinch you won't.

If you think you'll lose, you've lost.

For out in the world we find

Success begins with a fellow's will:

It's all in his state of mind.

If you think you're outclassed, you are:

You've got to think high to rise,

You've got to be sure of yourself before

You'll ever win that prize.

Life's battles don't always go

To the stronger or faster man,

But sooner or later the man who wins

Is the one who thinks he can.

Things that worry me about people

First I just would like to let you all know that before Thanksgiving I WILL find a reason to talk to that hottie at the gym. That is my promise to myself.

Now for your reading enjoyment, I present to you: THINGS THAT WORRY ME ABOUT MANKIND.

1. REALITY TV. Here's the thing, I love reality tv. I watch pretty much every stupid show on MTV and TLC and I don't know if I even count those as reality. But let me just throw this out there: Honey Boo Boo Child. I have redneckognized and what really truly worries me, is that I seriously find the show entertaining most of the time. I will have moments of disgust but I can never make myself change the channel. A couple weeks ago I probably watched 3 days worth of Jersey Shore. I only find it funny like the first time I watch it, but I watch it anyways. 
2. THE PRICE OF EDUCATION. I would like to note that not even a year and a half into my college career, my parents and I are in more debt than I even want to admit. I did choose an out-of-state school, but had I went to the top public University in my home state, I'd be paying more. I'm lucky my parents will help me with loans, but honestly, It'll be like a billion years before I pay off these loans. So the geniuses who could probably cure cancer or save the American economy will never get a chance because no one can afford college. 
3. HUMAN RIGHTS. I choose these words delicately. I am a confirmed Catholic, but I am not without my own thoughts on matters. Why, in these horrible economic times, are we STILL discussing gay rights? or women's rights? This is 2012. Gay rights and women's rights should not even be an issue. None of us are God. If you are soooooo set on your religion, let God be the judge. If you aren't gay, cool! Let them be. If you don't have a uterus, get off the subject of birth control. And while I'm at it, I think it's ridiculous that women STILL make less money than men. Why is that even still a possibility? On that note, if one more person bothers me about who I'm voting for, I might set them on fire with my glare.
4. THE LACK OF GLITTER. I honestly think this world would be so much more awesome if more people embraced glitter. I don't need like Edward Cullen sparkly skin or anything, but I definitely need people to stop telling me they don't like glitter. That's not even a real thing, not liking glitter. Stop being ridiculous.
5. CHILDREN AND TECHNOLOGY. My little brother is obsessed with my Kindle Fire and my mom's iPad. He beat me at Madden last weekend. I know kids under the age of 10 who have cell phones. I got one TO SHARE with my brothers when I was 13. That was when I learned I'm not the sharing kind. Anyways, the fact that like 7 and 8 year olds are getting 500 dollar iPads for their birthdays instead of crazy cool GameBoy colors is perplexing to me. My roommate and I spent the hour before work today playing one of those games that you plug into the TV and push buttons. It was seriously the most fun thing I've played since Robot Unicorn Attack. Seriously Kids, get with it.

That was seriously the most refreshing rant I've had in forever. Feel free to add to my list in the comments or tweet them at me loves :)

On bad days

I like to use this blog as a place to instill courage in girls who need it. To instill strength in those who don't feel strong. To give a little bit of fun to anyone who needs a laugh.

Today, I'm using this blog to help myself, and the girls out there who feel like I do. We are strong, and talented, and beautiful, and well...awesome. I know all of these things about myself. I am all of those things. But I have days, like today, where I don't feel like it. I have weeks, like the last one, where I'm not so strong, not so pretty, not so talented. 

As girls, we all walk around comparing ourselves to the pretty girls and the smart girls and the ones who seem like they've got it all. No one has it all, but we damn well feel like we should, all the time. We grow up with Cinderella and Aurora and Snow White and they get it all in the end. And our generation is the I-want-it-now kind. Every day there's a newer, better, faster way. We want it now. We want prince charming, we want the wisdom and the beauty and the grace, and we freakin deserve it too! And when Charming isn't who we thought and when someone beats us at what was supposed to be our own game, we cry. Girls cry. Even boys cry sometimes.

So I'm taking today to tell you (and mostly me) that it's okay to cry. It's okay to feel like you aren't good enough for anyone else. It's okay to feel like you gave it everything you had and lost it all. Just don't forget to be good enough for you. If you aren't good enough for you then there is something you need to change. Even the strongest women have moments of weakness. It's what we do in those moments that make us who we are. Get help if you need to. Eat cake if you need to. Go on a girls date if you need to. Cry, even if you don't need to(because trust me, you need to.) Whatever you do, make sure you know that those feelings will go away someday and that you will be strong again. You have a place in this world, and it's all going to be okay.

Why I Look Like a Scrub 5 days a week

Coco Chanel said that you should always look your best because you may meet your destiny, or something along those lines. Well, screw Coco Chanel because Destiny can accept me for me. Destiny doesn't look at you and be like, oh she's not worth it. However, I've recently found that people I only hang out with on weekends ACTUALLY DON'T RECOGNIZE ME. Like honestly, this face is unforgettable, people. But I will admit that I do not look super gorgeous all of the time. and this is why.

1. I can't actually look normal if I don't do my hair. It's not possible. And doing my hair is a huge waste of time, honestly. It's worth it if I'm planning on hottie hunting but any other day I'd rather take a nap really.
2. If I don't do my hair then wearing cute clothes is a total waste of time because I still look like an idiot. The best you're gonna get, and I mean THE BEST, is jeans. That's it.
3. I personally think I look just fine in sweats. I don't look trashy or anything, I look comfortable. If Asian guys can come to the gym in pajama pants, I can wear yoga pants to class, and nobody gets to say a thing about it.
4. I don't want to give people the wrong impression, I mean I'm not the kind of person to put a ton of effort into what other people think of me. I'd like it if you like me, but if not then you can just leave, and I would neeeever think about it again. Truly. And really people who look like normal people give off the impression that they're super happy with their lives. I don't want people to think that because then they'll try to talk to me about life and I don't want to talk to people about life because people make me mad.

So long story short, I'm fine with looking like a different person on the weekends. It makes me feel good about myself. and so does wearing sweats to class. And I don't care what the weirdos in my classes think about me, I care about not having to constantly fix my bra strap or make sure my butt isn't hanging out.

So I'm going to keep doing it, and Coco Chanel can kiss my sweatpants-covered behind. Lazy babes unite!