There is too much misinformation being spread around on the Ebola crisis. A university professor is dishing out conspiracy theories on where the virus is coming from. Citizens are attacking and killing medical professionals. Cities in Liberia, Sierra Leone, and Guinea are turning into emergency rooms. This has become a snow balling disaster. As a human race we should be trying to figure out why there is such a strong distrust of doctors in these regions. We need to figure out how to contain this virus and keep these people safe. Fear is starting to manifest in the worst way. If there’s nothing else we do for prospective sick people, it should be informing them on the symptoms and precautions they can do to help.
What is it about men in powerful positions feeling the need to assault people weaker than them? An Alabama district court judge has been charged with battery of his wife. True to the nature of these kinds of domestic abuse cases, this isn’t the first time he has hit his wife. This time is different because people know about it. Now there are talks of his resignation along with comparisons to NFL players. The comparisons doesn’t bother me because someone’s life in the public eye shouldn’t be the same if they abuse someone else. It reinforces the idea that is the correct way to handle frustrations with your spouse. Once you put your hands on someone, it shows them how little respect you have for them. If as an adult you can’t discuss your disagreements with your significant other without raising your hand to them, the problem lies with you.
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.