I was in elementary school when every television showed the World Trade Center towers being taken down. It was the first time I saw almost every teachers’ face lose color and leave the room with a somber face. My mind couldn’t comprehend everything that was being said to me until I made it home that afternoon. I remember my heart dropping when I saw people jumping to their inevitable deaths. Every year when a channel shows those same people choosing to fly for one last time I can’t bring myself to watch it. Even though I am no longer a child, I can’t seem to shake the fear from my stomach when September 11th comes around. Being in New York around the people who were directly impacted dissolves my fear. I keep seeing all these people with hopeful expressions. It makes me breathe easier.
I have always been a fan of throwing the pigskin around in my downtime. I haven’t been a fan of the insane loyalty to the game that some people have. That loyalty leads some people to overlook important issues with the players. Former Baltimore Ravens player Ray Rice has been under fire for leaked footage of him hitting and dragging his then fiancee out of an elevator. Instead of addressing this serious issue of domestic violence quickly, the NFL decided to sit on the footage and lie about knowing it existed. Their first action was to suspend Rice for two games for his actions. However when the footage was leaked, they suspended him indefinitely and then fired him. The problem I have with the NFL as an organization is the lack of concern and action toward this situation. They could have spoken out first condemning domestic violence. Then they could have informed the public of what they were planning to do to rectify the problem. The sheer fact that nothing was done shows that the NFL didn’t want to act at all.
The strength it takes for me to answer these questions without either a scowl or with one sentence shows how much I've grown. But there are too many people asking me the same questions in the most life draining cycle ever. So I've comprised a cute list with answers they hopefully will remember for years to come. Feel free to take these answers for your own chorus of busy bodies in your life if the answers apply to you.
A prominent memory from my adolescence was debating with boys who had it worse in life. The variables would change weekly but the point remained: someone has to lose and I'd like to know who it is. There used to be a sense of pride that would swell up whenever I would reason my opponent into submission. But after living through some colorful romantic experiences, I started wondering how that mindset molded my outlook on relationships and love.
I'm a petty, neurotic and indecisive woman who likes a variety of things you probably don't care about. Why? Because I'm attractive enough for you to fantasize about but not attractive enough to make you want to fight for your honor. I'm also marginally intelligent but let's be real, you saw my photo and decided to ignore anything I may have typed here.
I'm not about to assume y'all know me so I'll just tell you what today is. Today is my birthday. As the title gives away, yes I am 24. I've made a lot of decisions, met a lot of people and spent a lot of time learning about this here life I have. Now it's time to sit down at this desk and give you all some golden nuggets I've picked up on the way.
Yes, some of the great things we do positively effect how we view ourselves. But aren't we tired of trying to be holier-than-thou all the time? It must get lonely on top of that throne. From there, everyone looks like heathens who are unworthy of the king's presence. They need insert-personal-moral-compass-here to be around him. If you're rolling your eyes at the thought of it, congratulations, you have vices and are relatable.
Whether it's my family members, coworkers or my beautician, everyone wants to know what's going on with my plans. Where are my offspring and husband?! It doesn't matter if I have ideas about other aspects of my life.
For the majority of my life, someone has tried to curb my adoration for curse words. Every reason from every person has fallen under these statements:
If I get too busy, overwhelmed or procrastinate too hard, you will not see me for weeks. I retreat and regroup. I go ghost.