My ramblings about my life and what I have learned up until this point. It is probably 98% true and 2% imagination woven in for either entertainment or a better, more appreciated outcome.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Advantages of the purse
If your guy gets an attitude or acts like an asshole, there is a good chance that carrying a purse means his car keys are inside it.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Hate the Game not the players...
How can you hate the players when the game clearly works. When you ignore someone, suddenly they pay attention. When you are available, suddenly they are no where to be found...and with today's technology that is quite a feat. You can't hate the players, bad or good. It's the game that causes tears, sleepless nights, and broken hearts. Hate the game people. Hate the game.
Eavesdropping
It’s my favorite thing to do, next to people watching. The best part is eavesdropping and people watching go hand in hand. The thing is...I am starting to do it with my own group of friends. Which, to be honest is a bit awkward when I am trying to be engaged with the new group. For example, lately I have found myself restless in social situations, which is very unlike me. I can be having a perfectly nice conversation with someone, and I find myself eavesdropping on the conversation next to me. How can I expect to get to know anybody if I don’t listen to anyone? I used to pride myself in listening, and now I can’t seem to focus. It’s like I have a hierarchy of people I want to get to know, and if I am spending time talking to one person, but a person higher up on the list is sitting next to me talking to someone else, I try and wiggle my way into their conversation. It’s ridiculous and disingenuous. Being new to a group is not easy for me, but I should know you can’t become part of a group’s history over night, or ever...really. It is too difficult. All you can do is keep hanging around, creating your own memories with people. Eventually, you are part of the group by default. I just need to recognize that I can’t listen to or rank my way into a group of people. I just need to be myself and the rest will come. God knows it has already gotten a lot better. It just takes time.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Entitlement
I was listening to an NPR broadcast the other day and someone had done a piece on the young generation, that I guess I am considered a part of, and how we were born and socialized to believe we are entitled to certain things, no questions asked. They were using examples with the context of higher education. A younger professor was getting a lot heat from students and parents alike for his grading system. Students thought that if they did all the required reading and attended classes on a regular basis, they should receive an A. The teacher argued these were the requirements for the class, resulting in a C. C is average and when you do just the required elements, students shouldn't be rewarded with a higher grade.
When I thought about it, that is totally true. When I was in school I was always disappointed when I wasn't given an A for what I thought was a good effort. The thing is, I am not sure there are still those students who ask for extra credit, or even know what or how to go above and beyond what is in the curriculum. I don't even know that grades are packaged that way anymore. I don't think packaged is the right word... but you know what I mean. I was a 3.5 GPA in college and I don't know that I did more than I thought I needed to do for those grades. The thing is I also studied abroad in college and my GPA suffered for my semester overseas. I wonder if it is not only a generational thing, but a ethnocentric thing as well.
However, I was conflicted because I did agree with the teacher. As a rule of thumb, in life, rewards come when they are earned. They shouldn't come because they are expected. However, with the first year of my professional career behind me and no ladder climbing to speak of... I am starting to wonder if I feel like I have done more than I have, and I in fact haven't done enough. I don't by any means think I am entitled to a pay raise or a title bump if I haven't earned it. I wonder what grade I am getting?
My generation, generally speaking, does have an entitlement problem. I am just not sure we can be broken of it like biting our nails or smoking. Sex within the first few dates seems to be an expectation. Higher salaries starting out seems to be an expectation. Cars at 16, affordable health care, student loans...all of it. Fill out a form and you shall receive. I wonder how this will affect the world when our generation starts having kids. Will we instill the same expectations to them, or start the pendulum swinging the other way?
When I thought about it, that is totally true. When I was in school I was always disappointed when I wasn't given an A for what I thought was a good effort. The thing is, I am not sure there are still those students who ask for extra credit, or even know what or how to go above and beyond what is in the curriculum. I don't even know that grades are packaged that way anymore. I don't think packaged is the right word... but you know what I mean. I was a 3.5 GPA in college and I don't know that I did more than I thought I needed to do for those grades. The thing is I also studied abroad in college and my GPA suffered for my semester overseas. I wonder if it is not only a generational thing, but a ethnocentric thing as well.
However, I was conflicted because I did agree with the teacher. As a rule of thumb, in life, rewards come when they are earned. They shouldn't come because they are expected. However, with the first year of my professional career behind me and no ladder climbing to speak of... I am starting to wonder if I feel like I have done more than I have, and I in fact haven't done enough. I don't by any means think I am entitled to a pay raise or a title bump if I haven't earned it. I wonder what grade I am getting?
My generation, generally speaking, does have an entitlement problem. I am just not sure we can be broken of it like biting our nails or smoking. Sex within the first few dates seems to be an expectation. Higher salaries starting out seems to be an expectation. Cars at 16, affordable health care, student loans...all of it. Fill out a form and you shall receive. I wonder how this will affect the world when our generation starts having kids. Will we instill the same expectations to them, or start the pendulum swinging the other way?
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Love Hurts
I have on many occasions said that I get irrationally involved in things that take place on stages and screens, but it has recently come to my attention that the feeling I long for more than any in the world is to be in pain. Not real physical pain, but the pain that comes from being hurt by someone you care about so much, that you feel like you are dying inside. I know this feeling has been over romanticized by the medium aforementioned...but the thing is... it's also real. I have felt it before in my teens and my twenties and for some masochistic reason, I want to feel it again. There is something pure and unabated about the desperation that cannot be replicated by other heart-wrenching events. It is vulnerability and strength. It is control and the loss of it. It is beautiful.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Yawning
A friend of mine told me her theory on why yawning is contagious and I think it is the best one I have heard yet.
People by nature are selfish or at least survivalists. When you see someone yawning, your brain registers it as someone else stealing the air you are breathing. So it is an involuntary reaction to try and get it back.
Makes total sense to me.
People by nature are selfish or at least survivalists. When you see someone yawning, your brain registers it as someone else stealing the air you are breathing. So it is an involuntary reaction to try and get it back.
Makes total sense to me.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
T-shirt.
I think someone at threadless or palmer's cash or whoever makes t-shirts soon have ones that talk about the economy.
My best idea so far.
I'll stimulate your package.
Gross. I know.
My best idea so far.
I'll stimulate your package.
Gross. I know.
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