I feel like this photo of me is at a point in my life when I finally came into my own. As you can see, this was taken right before homecoming, but what you don’t see is the process it took to get there. In high school, I was the president of student council, so it was my responsibility to make sure that my high school’s dance was amazing, and if it wasn’t, the blame was on me. I had already taken a risk with homecoming when my co-president Nick and I decided that the theme would be Harry Potter. Now if you didn’t already know, he and I both were obsessed with the idea, but obviously, when you pick something out of the norm, you will get criticism. We knew that it was our responsibility to make it amazing to shut our critics up. Both of us are perfectionists, so up to the night before we were constantly picking up decorations, designing everything from the invitation to the fabrics we planned on draping across the ceilings. The level of stress we faced was so high that week, and it didn’t help that my field hockey team was in districts and if we won the next round, our game would be on the same morning of the dance. I swear to you, I must have played the worst game of field hockey of my life because I was so stressed over how I would manage both the game and a dance on Saturday if we won. Much to my team’s dismay, we ended up losing 4-3 with a goal called back at the end that would have tied the game. It was bittersweet for me, and I’m not going to lie, looking back I was happy that our season was over(sorry ccfh!). Anyways, the morning of homecoming, I went to the school at 7 am and decorated our gym and entranceway up until 10:30 when I had to leave to get my hair and makeup done. When I returned at 3:30, a complete transformation took place. I owe it all to my co-president Nick who really stepped it up when I was gone for those five hours. I finally could breathe a sigh of relief, and I was so grateful to have a partner as awesome as him. I went home to put on my dress, and by 4:30, I was posing for that picture. As you can see, I finally accomplished everything I worked so hard for, and it really paid off.
To be honest, when reading these articles, I kind of already saw this coming. Being the baby with two older very intelligent brothers, I always wanted to be as smart as them. As a child, I felt inferior simply because they were older and knew a lot more than me. Growing up though, I noticed my mom would always say how I worked so much harder than the boys and how she never even saw them open a book. I wondered if they just were so smart they didn’t need to work as hard as me or if they were just lazy. Now I don’t know if this necessarily correlates to the sexual aspect of the second article (and trust me, I have no desire to know), but after graduating, they are now living together, one unemployed at the moment and the other working in a career that doesn’t deserve someone as smart and talented as him. I always thought intelligence lead to success, but now after seeing my brothers, I realize that passion, ambition, and hard work are key factors. More importantly, you shouldn’t let your intelligence go to waste simply due to laziness. There have often been times that I have wanted to take the easy route, but I see my future being affected by that. As a female, I feel that I am able to have a higher tolerance for buckling down to doing the things that I don’t want to do, while I feel my brothers would rather spend their time doing what they find important to them. Additionally, I think its great that women are surpassing men in all of these different fields, but I really hope men get the hint that just because we surpassed them doesn’t mean we don’t like a little competition.
After watching the 60 Minutes video, The Age of Millenials, I had a lot of thoughts running through my head. I agree that we grew up thinking that we had the option to do whatever we wanted with our lives. I also agree that we always have the option of falling back on our parents for love and support. I do not agree with the fact that we have the opportunity to pick and choose where and when we want to work. Although our families love us, after a while the nudge comes from every direction to go out on our own and get a job. Additionally, with the economic crisis that we are in, we do not have the opportunity to be a consumer and turn down offers for jobs if we don’t feel like they would treat us right. If anything, the competition we face in our generation is held to a much higher standard than previously. In the past, you stood out amongst your peers if you had good grades alone. Nowadays, we need an edge in every situation. Yes, we can pick and choose the companies we want to work for if and only if in college, we had a 4.0 GPA, three internships, and excellent recommendations and awards of the highest degree. This billion dollar industry of motivating workers to stay with a company may have been an up-and-coming field in 2008, but a mere 4 years later, college graduates are returning home, not to see if they can find a dream career, but instead to apply to countless companies begging to get a measly interview. I agree that our generation loves to be rewarded and encouraged, but the problem is, we have to get hired in the company first before we even can deal with this new type of management strategy.
I don’t think that being apart of a generation that loves positive energy is necessarily a bad thing. I feel like we won’t be confined to blending in with the older generations, and because of that, I believe our generation’s mantra of being able to do whatever we want will allow growth and development at rates never seen previously. I would label my generation as a group of individuals that are innovators. We have yet to conform to the idea that we must have one job for the rest of our lives, regardless of our opinion of it, and in that way, we are more creative at coming up with ways of earning money. I see a future of entrepreneurs and new companies than replace the corporations that have existed since the turn of the 20th century.
Spring break is a week long holiday celebrated by college students across the nation and the world. It originated in 1935 in Fort Lauderdale, Florida when the Colgate men’s swimming team practiced there over break. In 1960, a movie showcasing Spring break increased its popularity, and students hit the beach. Ever since then, students disrupt the quiet beach towns with rowdiness and public intoxication every March. For my Spring break, I did not partake in the traditional activities of most college students. I went home to see the people I missed the most: my parents, my friends, and my boyfriend, Ben. The trip home started with a crash, literally. On the way to the airport, my friend Brandon got into an accident when attempting to drop off his girlfriend, Nicole, and me at the terminal. Luckily, the crash occurred right outside of the airport and none of us got hurt, but unluckily, his car has seen better days. After the incident at the airport, the rest of traveling was smooth sailing. I got home late Thursday night, and was greeted by my mom, dad, and dog, Mopsy. On Friday, I celebrated my ten month anniversary with Ben, and we went to dinner and a movie with my friend Katie and her boyfriend CJ. Later in the week, Katie and I went to visit our friend Meghann at the University of Pittsburgh because her break was the week before ours. We toured the campus, met her friends, and saw many people from our high school that we wouldn’t have been able to see otherwise. It was a great trip overall, but I was just excited to get home again to spend time with my mom and Ben. My mom and I were attached at the hip this week, doing everything from driving to the Lancaster outlets to working out at her gym to eating at our favorite mexican restaurant, Rancho Grande. We truly are best friends, and I can’t wait to see her again. Ben proved to me yet again that he is the best boyfriend that I could ever hope for, and we spent every second together we possibly could, even though my break was packed with so many activities and he still had school everyday. I love him dearly, and I always wish I have more time to spend with him. Thus, for this Spring break, the songs that felt like Spring break to me were Home by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros and Homecoming by Kanye West. Spring break songs that I would think of for the beach-goers would range from Midnight City by M83 to California by Phantom Planet.
Reading this article, I saw that Senator Rhonda Storms included a large oversight: if you are going to limit what one can buy with food stamps, you must realize that the most expensive things in the grocery store are often the most healthy. Organic foods, locally grown produce, and foods with little to no preservatives often cost more money. When one is on food stamps, he or she barely has enough food to make it through the week. By preventing the purchase of unhealthy snacks, the people on food stamps will be forced to buy less food for the same amount of food stamps. If this proposal were to go through, senators must take into account the cost difference of unhealthy foods to healthy foods and increase the amount of food stamps per family.
If the government wants to curb our appetite for unhealthy foods, we must allow tax breaks to farmers and organic food companies to bridge the price gap of higher calorie foods. This alternative is much more effective because the poor tend to be more obese because all they can afford are things off of fast food dollar menus and snacks with little to no nutritional value.
Although this article is centered on what to do about the lower class’s obesity problem, all classes in America need to realize that it is not entirely the food industry to blame. Self-control is a trait that many Americans including myself lack. If one is concerned about his or her weight, lifestyle changes need to take place. I know that people on food stamps are limited in their ability to buy quality foods, but physical activity and portion control are vital in every person’s life. Americans are so concerned with taking everything they possibly can that we neglect discipline and regret it after the fact. Obesity is a problem in America, but it is not entirely the government’s responsibility to fix. We, as a people, need to change our views on healthy eating because the problem lies within ourselves not within the government.
A blog, originating from the term weblog, is an online journal consisting of multiple posts usually in reverse chronological order. Weblog was craftily shortened to blog when a famous blogger, Peter Merholz, broke the word into the phrase “we blog”. Blogs started off as personal diaries consisting of posts from a single person. As blogs became more popular, companies, organizations, political parties, and media began to take advantage of this new source of information. Blogs can consist of information varying from stream of consciousness posts, such as Twitter, to reputable sources of news, such as The Huffington Post. Some blogs consist strictly of user-submitted posts, such as the sites FML or WhiteWhine.com, while other blogs only allow users to interact with the site through comments and reblogging. Blogs are no longer just textual entries; they utilize the whole spectrum of media from pictures to video to audio files. Pinterest is a blog completely dedicated to photos. With so many blogs in existence, it shows how the Internet is changing from a view-only collection of documents to a user-friendly interface. My personal favorite blogs are Awkward Family Photos and the Tosh.o blog. If you want to have a good laugh, follow the links below:
Also, I wanted to give a shout-out to my brother Adam. Check out his blog, The Pretentious Hippie, here:
As commercialism continues to rise in America, athletes are no longer just found on the Wheaties box anymore; they are seen endorsing everything from Razors to Energy Drinks to Clothing. Famous athletes are now recognized from their commercials instead of their sporting achievements. They are seen as the guy on the Subway commercial or the Double Stuff Oreo Champions rather than the famous baseball player, Ryan Howard, or the tennis sister duo, Venus and Serena Williams. Sometimes, I find the connection a bit of a stretch. It makes sense when you see Michael Phelps endorsing Speedo or Phil Mickelson endorsing Calloway. It doesn’t make sense when you see Tim Tebow endorsing Jockey and Tom Brady endorsing Ugg. Who thinks, “I’m going to buy some nice Jockey underwear because Tim Tebow wears it,” or “I really would want to wear a pair of man Uggs because Tom Brady made it okay?” Either advertisers must think their consumers are stupid or they are simply just too lazy to come up with a better strategy because athletes have no place in endorsing things that have nothing to do with competition, athleticism, or healthy eating. At least with Jockey, they sell clothes that could possibly be considered athletic wear, but Ugg is the polar opposite of anything athletic. This bizarre marketing strategy has resulted in more jokes and Tom Brady insults than sales of their men’s boots. But honestly, what man would even think to wear Uggs?
Valentine’s Day is a special day for people to feel loved, and I believe that is why people resent it so much. In past years, I was never bothered by Valentine’s Day because it meant that I got to go to my favorite restaurant, Rancho Grande, with my parents. This year, my mom is still celebrating Valentine’s Day with me. Today, she sent my favorite treat, chocolate covered strawberries, and also informed me that I will be getting another package early next week. My mom always makes me feel so loved, and I am so grateful for everything she has done for me. In addition to my tried and true valentine, my mother, this year I have two more to add to my list. My boyfriend’s mother sent me banana bread yesterday, and Ben told me that I would get my present on February 13th. Although I am grateful for all of these goodies, I don’t believe that Valentine’s day is all about the presents. Even a simple phone call or card would make me happy because the true purpose of Valentine’s Day is to love and to be loved. People may say how commercial and sappy this holiday is, but they don’t realize that Valentine’s day is about spreading the love rather than spreading the chocolate candy and flowers. Appreciate the ones who have always been there for you because they are your true valentines.
“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” -Poop
“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.” -Poop
“What happens is not as important as how you react to what happens.” -Poop
“Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.” -Poop
“You miss a hundred percent of the shots you never take.” -Poop
“We are what we repeatedly do; excellence, then, is not an act but a habit.” -Poop
“Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.” -Poop