Here's a pretty random post of things I've seen/thought about this week. Stress the word random because none of these really go together, and many of them have no bearing on my life whatsoever, but they run through my head like lightening bolts, scorching my brain with their memory and fading ever so slowly. Run-on sentences are also a commonality of 3 AM writing. Don't send the grammar police; it will be gone by morning.
The idea that the Sochi Winter Olympics was rigged.
Were you watching what I was watching during the Women's Figure Skating finals? Because what I saw was Kim Yuna wiping the ice with Adeline Sotnikovas. Russia's Sotnikovas was great and all, but gold? After this happened in the middle of her program?
And then you know, Kim nails her program only to get the silver? Yup, totally makes sense. I smell favoritism. Click here to read more about it or go to Johanna Goddard's blog because she inspired this thought.
How women shut each other out. Sometime last week I stumbled upon this post on the The Everygirl website and it kind of blew my mind. I remembered hearing tales from older business women about how it's other women in power that do the most harm to females in the workplace (I'm talking judgmental stares and the like). But to be reminded of this idea and in this way was sort of mind-blowing. Women stay hating other women. I really dislike the word 'hater' or any variation of it used in that context, but I'm not sure how to put that differently. The opinion piece goes on to completely blow my head off by throwing out a reason for why we do it: in order to blend in. "If you support other women, people around you might notice that YOU are a woman." What?!?! Did ya think you could hide it? (Any Disney nerds out there thinking Mulan right about now?) Maybe I'm being naive, but despite feeling like I related better to my guy friends as a teen, I don't recall wanting to hide my gender and blend in. I was just me and I got in where I fit in so to speak, which just so happened to be playing Playstation and watching WWF with the guys. As I got older and girls stopped being petty (at least for the most part), I found it just as easy to relate to girls in college who were into the same things I was. And although the idea of not wanting to draw attention to your femininity baffles me a bit, what baffles me even more is how this leads to the "hating." In fact, not only does that sort of behavior suggest that hatred is the general feeling towards business women, but by shutting other women out, you are agreeing with it. It's like "yup, she is female, lesser than, and so she should be shut out" as if we're not condemning ourselves in the same breath.
Am I ready to be an attorney? I haven't wanted to think or talk about this for a while, but recently, I've kind of been forced to. People keep asking if I'm working yet, and when I say no because the job market sucks (which it totally does), they give me this sad face and offer words of encouragement. And I think "So-and-so is sadder about it than I am. What's wrong with me?" At first, I actually dared to think I didn't want to be a lawyer anymore, like at all. And it scared the holy heavens out of me because that'd mean I wasted 3 years of my life and I was officially lost. But I think it's more of a matter of "when" not "if". I know I want to be a lawyer; when I'm in the midst of it all, I really love it. But right now, I'm not in the midst of it all, and I think I'm okay with that at this very second. And it's weird.
Filtered water isn't so bad. You might call in bougie, but I hate faucet water. My delicate (pulease!) palate just can't bare the taste. And I'm one of those people that can taste the difference between tap and bottled water, so don't try and trick me (many have tried, all have failed). But my prissy little bottle water ways were becoming quite the expense, so I invested in a Brita filter and it may be one of my best investments to date. Once I got over that voice in my head that says "It's still tap water, don't fall for it", I was good to go.
I'm a shit texter. One of my girlfriend's legit just told me that she avoids texting me because I don't text back quickly enough. That sounds a bit extreme, but I'll be real - I'm a shit texter. I mean, the kind of person who starts a conversation and responds back for a few minutes and then doesn't text back for days because she's forgotten about the text. *Winces* I know, I'm really embarrassed about that. It's ridiculous and it's mother effing rude honestly. I've got to get better with it.
$13,343,517.33. That would be how much money my college raised this year for THON. If you don't know about it, THON is a "year long fundraising and awareness campaign for the fight against pediatric cancer," and ends in a 48 hour long dance marathon aka THON Weekend, during which participants neither sleep nor sit. It's long and grueling, but it's truly an amazing experience and an amazing cause. I'm always so proud of my alma mater for how we pull through and raise more and more every year. FTK! WE ARE...
I'm the kind of girl who buys boxes of Girl Scout cookies online. That's right. Suddenly, I had an insistent craving for a Samoa, and after scouring the internet with a special locater app (yes, there's an app for that!), I discovered that Girl Scout cookies wouldn't be around until late March. So, what did I do? Logged onto ebay and bought more boxes than I care to admit. Three days later and you know what, they taste like the cookies of the gods. I regret nothing.
Happy Weekend, lovebugs!
Happy Weekend, lovebugs!