Teeth Cleaning

I’m a sucker for love stories and romantic comedies and just romantic moments and gestures and boys.

The best is watching movies where the characters fall in love for the first time. Especially an honest story, where it’s not too messy because they aren’t both in relationships and its super complicated but just like the perfect amount of suspense on whether it will work out or not. Those are wonderful. The first love where the girl is a little messed up or insecure, just enough that the guy is perfect for her and fills every flaw with his better half.

I always think about if that would happen in my life, or did happen. I would never know. I would never know how much he cared if he doesn’t say it when we are together. I will never know whether he thought about texting or calling or how many times he thought about it. Did he ever gush to his friends about me? Were his palms sweaty when we talked? Did he start caring more about how wrinkled his shirt was or how his hair looked before he walked out of the house in the morning?

But isn’t not knowing half of the fun? Besides I definitely don’t want to know all of my specific flaws. That could be embarrassing enough for me not keep trying to get to know him. The amount of time it takes for the girls flaws to stand out in love stories is ridiculously quick. I’m not sure if I could handle the pressure. 

One thing I do know is that I will always love romantic movies. They will always make my heart melt and I am not complaining.

Oh. Quick fun fact of the day that I learned tonight was that kissing strengthens the immune system and makes people happier in general. It also cleans teeth, so there’s a bonus. 

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One Day

Veterans Day.

It is an under-appreciated holiday.

The day itself serves the same function as doting February as Black History Month. Why do we dedicate days and months to things that should be everyday. Black history should be taught, learned, and spread all year, along with all histories. As people we should want to stay educated on such things to better the future and not repeat mistakes of the past.

The same idea goes for Veterans Day. We should not celebrate veterans that have served, still serve, and have made sacrifices for the greater good only one day of the year.

Which brings me back to birthdays again. These are important because sometimes people do need to be reminded how awesome I am and how much they want to celebrate the day I was brought into the world.

For veterans however there aren’t enough days in the year to thank all the men and women for everything they have done for us. Just keep in mind that we are thankful on every other day that isn’t 11.11 and we do appreciate you.

Roaring Twenties

Something that bothers me: When people look negatively at my generation for being immature or uneducated or out of control and ignorant. Or worse, when they say they don’t trust this generation to be running things in a couple of years and that we need to get our act together.

Really? What does “get your act together” even mean? When is anyone allowed to not have their act together? When we were children, we couldn’t make our own decisions. As teenagers, we would be grounded for screwing up or get the car taken away. But as college students, now isn’t the time to get our act together. It’s the time to figure out what our act is.

People make a bucket lists to achieve everything they wanted before they die. In reality there are some things that if I don’t do them, now, in college, I might never get the chance again. This is the time to live without fear because we don’t have other obligations, we don’t have our own families yet to look out for, or a career that holds us back with commitments. We are experiencing our freedom for the first time

At some point we need to make mistakes, to learn from them. That doesn’t make us reckless. I look forward to new experiences. I know I probably won’t make the right decision every time, but messing up is better than never knowing. I refuse to be embarrassed for myself and others that are living their lives right now to the fullest, even if that means not every memory they make is one to be proud of.

There are always going to be outliers, that don’t succeed, but that’s for every generation. It is just unfortunate that mediums like Reality TV  exploit those who aren’t necessarily the most deserving of the attention. Other generations didn’t have to deal with the pressure of their worst moments broadcast-ed for the world. But then again, who is watching these shows? I can guarantee the popularity isn’t due to my generation only.

All I’m really trying to say is that I know plenty of people that I would trust in high authority positions, politically and in big business. I know plenty of people struggling through college to get the best possible learning experience, with a mixture of academics, internships, and athletics. Maybe I’m just surrounded by the exception of people, but I doubt it. I’m nothing but proud of my peers and my generation and what I think we have the power to accomplish in the future.

And to all the parents and grandparents who look down in shame, thank you for raising us the way you did.

Senior Day Surprises

We all woke up an extra hour early, rushed through breakfast, grabbed the supplies we scrambled together the night before with the money we had available. We went quick and quiet. We all knew our assigned roles and we were ready to fulfill them. We entered the code and flipped the latch. It was cold and we still weren’t fully ready for what we were about to experience; some of the last minute details were still being thrown together. I starting ripping the tape and helping cover the holes in the metal. The other two in our group were lifting each other up efficiently to finish the crafty web on the ceiling before anyone caught on to what we were planning. Time was running out and we hadn’t finished prepping the chair. The volume and anticipation was starting to build and we couldn’t wait any longer. All five lockers were decorated and we had to let the seniors in to see if our decorations were anywhere close to representing how much they had impacted us.

It was Senior Day!

Fosters locker

Senior Day is something every athlete experiences. The coach gives a long speech calling out the best qualities of each graduating player. There are a ton of pictures taken and even more food. Family all comes together to watch the last game and the rest of the day seems like a celebration.

In college it is especially weird. It reminded me of my high school soccer career and looking back to when I was a senior. At the same time, it forced me to consider the future. Of our five seniors who was I the most like? Was I going to be out on injury, was I going to be engaged, graduating early, team captain, already employed?

Yeah, you read right. One of our seniors is engaged. Maybe it’s not odd that she is a senior in college and is engaged, but it is a good story on how it happened.

On Senior Day! That’s right, freshly engaged, as in today. It was wonderful, it was beautiful (the proposal and the ring) and we were all crying. It was a perfect timing, on a day already about the lucky girl, surrounding by all of the people she held closest to her, in the middle of the field on her last home game, with a win under her belt.

I can’t help but to think how cool it would be to be engaged. Marriage is most girls my age dreams for the coming years. I’m not ready yet though. I’m perfectly content with my boyfriend coming to celebrate my birthday with me and only offering a few shirts supporting, the Detroit Lions, Tigers, and Red Wings, as he as recently gotten me into following.

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But regardless as to where anyone is with their lives. Proposals are romantic and this is one I will never forget.

Trick or Meet

I’m a holiday lover. Birthdays, Christmas, and of course Halloween.

All the talk about Halloween at my age is costumes. Seriously, I think I started hearing costume ideas around August. The weekend after Halloween is like the weekend after Homecoming for high schoolers. Just instead of looking at who has the best style and spent the most time getting ready its who is the most creative with the smallest budget.

Quickly to cover the best three I saw:

The annoying piece of gum stuck to the bottom of your shoe: A girl wearing a pink tank, tu-tu, and knee high socks with a shoe attached to the top of her head.

A beaten pinata: A black dress with colorful tissue paper and candy glued on. Black eye make up to match.

Where’s Waldo: Now this isn’t creative or new, but I loved it because at one point there were seven of them in one room, it was overwhelming but hilarious.

Personally, I chose to be a One Direction fan or a fourth grader and it was up to the viewer to decide. I had my 1D shirt on with a nice pleaded tan skirt, high socks, light up shoes, and a back pack. I was also passing out kool-aid (the good ones with twisty tops) to whomever asked.

But to the more important issue of the holiday, a time where people gather and make connections. Now regardless if its for the love of candy or partying it still works just the same.

I met some crazy cool cats last night, not actually dressed like cats.

I met a girl who had a 1D fan twitter account with 15,000 followers, which for me was a huge deal.

A young man and “friend” who my friends and I convinced looked good together and seemed like they really had something between them. Later we saw them making out inside Taco Bell. It was love.

At one point when we were walking I had to use the bathroom so I knocked on a door. When I left I was given a box of unopened store bought cookies. They were delicious and made me a huge hit back at my friends party.

Hopefully everyone’s Halloween experience was full of mystery and surprise like mine! HAPPY HALLOWEEN

365 Days of Awkward

I was watching the first fall episode for season 3 of Awkward today and was really confused with why the show had it’s title. The entire episode was about whether or not she should tell her boyfriend she was cheating on him and trying to figure out how to stop her affair. That situation is not exactly awkward for me. It’s straight forward. You end the affair by no longer hooking up with the other party and you tell your boyfriend by walking up to him and saying, hey, “I’m really sorry (if you actually are) but I’ve made a mistake and we need to talk about it.”

She did get caught in the end of the show, making out with the other guy  in front of her boyfriend when he threw her a surprise birthday party. So I suppose that is awkward because I don’t know anyone who is prepared to handle that situation. However, most people would never put themselves in that position if they are worried about experiencing awkward moments.

Which I am.

It’s not even that awkward situations are my issue, it’s simply social situations in general. Which really doesn’t make any sense at all. I love being out and experiencing things, but I am definitely a spectator. I like to take in other peoples stories. I live vicariously and just go out to widen my opportunities to do so.

Day after day I try to improve my conversational skills. I know they aren’t bad. When I am comfortable with people it’s said I can be clever, humorous and fun. With strangers and new acquaintances on the other hand I’m known to just stare blankly and make awkward noises, not leaving a very good impression if any at all.

For instance, I had lunch with my friend and her new guy two weeks ago. Today she felt the need to inform me that he asked who the blonde was that she was always hanging out with. She laughed when he didn’t know my name and laughed even harder when he informed her he didn’t even remember eating with me. Two weeks isn’t that long is it?

This isn’t the first time this has happened.

It’s a good thing I already have a boyfriend because I would be the next forever alone representative if I was trying to make that kind of connection with someone. I do have a thing for  cats though, so that’s always an option.

I’m really struggling with this issue and it makes me a little jealous when I watch movies and see how confident and smooth characters are. Maybe that’s why I love movies so much. Or maybe it’s because they give me hope, because even when the main character isn’t so confident things usually tend to work out.

Speak for Yourself

UPDATE: I’m officially passing!

With a few easy assignments, participation points, and one good speech performance I’m making my way up the academic grading ladder. Well, I’m no longer failing.

The key to speeches, as I’ve finally learned from experience unfortunately, is speaking on something you are passionate about. And that might be hard to find, but that’s what us amateurs need to do. My next speech assignment was to write about the First Amendment and how Big Brother is watching us (not something I’m very passionate about.)

At first I was sold on discussing how the biggest threat to our First Amendment rights is not Big Brother, but ourselves and those of us that don’t really know the rights it gives us. As I was typing it out the sources and information were easy to find. The format was easy to follow. And the persuasion was easy enough.

Then I read it aloud to a friend. Half way through she stopped me and told me it wasn’t working.

I was monotone already and even boring myself, on top of my previous nervous habits, and I wasn’t even on a stage yet. However, the speech was due the next day so I was slightly out of options. Pushed against the wall, under pressure I typed out the worst speech I’ve ever written about campus newspapers and our freedom of press as students because I had been effected by it many times and was knowledgeable.

I walked up to the podium the next day and my half-completed speech didn’t matter, because when I began reading the introduction everything changed. I was making eye contact because the words were flowing out of my mouth so freely. I had emotion because I actually cared. I had confidence because I knew I was right instead of hoping I took information from a trusted website. It was glorious.

I may still not be a finalist for the mandatory speech competition I have to enter, but at least I won’t be an embarrassment because I finally have the key. When I talk about something I’m passionate on, I successfully capture the attention of the audience and more importantly, find my own confidence.

Next goal: somehow manage an A in the class.