Golden Girls

I understand when people say chivalry is dead. Men in this day and age are piggish fools.

As much as I would love to list each and every thing that makes men (and some women!) despicable creatures, that is not the purpose of this today.

I juat have a message. A very simple message.

Girls,
You are worth more than you think. There is no thing more precious than you, and you deserve to be treated as such. You should not have to wait on, cater to, or lie for anyone ever. You are golden. You are beautiful. Don't accept anything less than the best.

Break the cycle that everyone seems to get stuck in. Follow your heart and stick with the one that makes your dreams come true.

Find real happiness in a gloomy world. One ray of sunshine can light a whole room.

:)

You might be a whore if...

"That girl over there is such a slut."
"I know, right? What a whore."

When exactly did this become acceptable? One woman calls another woman filthy names as if it were okay to do so. Society today has presented itself a new "norm": Women bashing on women.

Everyone has heard of the "Bro Code". Friends don't screw friends over and whatnot. It is the ultimate way to keep your dignity in a man's world. Men don't really do fucked up things to one another--like women do.

Some may say we chicks have a "Girl Code", but they are all devastatingly wrong. Women don't respect other women, at least not where I'm from. Its sad, really, when lady can't securely say, "Keep it between us. Girl to girl."

Why do women insist on putting other women down? This can't be in our genetic programming. One simply cannot say girls are designed from birth to hate on one another.

I am saddened to live in a world in which so-called ladies can be so cruel to others--especially one another.

If you a woman, you never deserve to be called dirty names.
You never deserve to hurt because everyone else is insecure in themselves.

You are beautiful.

You are gold.

Now start acting like it.

Let it all out.

I have been alone. Well, I believe that I've been alone. It's so hard to tell when people are supporting you or not. It gets hard to tell if you have anyone left to be there for you.

I lost a great friend, but I don't know when I lost her. I don't know when I lost either of them.

What did I do to drive them away?

People grown up and move on, I know, but did I really mean so little to you? I was by your side through everything for more than 10 years. You at least pretended to care back then.

I'm trying. Apparently, no one sees that.

I am so stressed and anxious. All I need is one good friend to talk to. No. Instead, I have to be reliant on fucking pills to stop my emotions. I can literlly feel myself going down a dark road. I know what is happening to me.

I just don't care anymore.

A New Beginning

I began reading the Book of Mormon today. This is pretty well delayed and much needed as my first meeting with the missionaries was over a month ago. Now is better than never, though, I suppose.

I began reading from the beginning in the book of Nephi. So far, I have only read the first chapter. As I was reading, I found myself feeling many things. The most overwhelming of these feelings was that of a sort of blissful craving to learn. I felt calm and was no longer aware of my surroundings--I only wanted to absorb more of this wonderful story.

I know that I believe, but I also know that the journey ahead--if I choose to take it--will be most difficult. My lifestyle is not the most...pure. All I can be certain of is that there is a lot of studying and prayer in my future. I need to be sure. I need to know.

Time to get fit!

Yesterday, two lovely ladies and I went out to eat at one of my favorite little reataurants in Gretna--The Green Apple. I love how this food is so delicious, but entirely homemade and healthy!

Just after we had finished eating, we went next door to check out a gym. It's called Anytime Fitness. We walked through the door into a huge room filled with equipment. The owner was very welcoming and showed us around just for us to discover two more very large rooms filled with wonderfully useful workout items. There was even a tanning bed in a fourth room!

After the tour, we went into this woman's office to discuss the costs and all that is included. Because the three if us are students, we were offered a dicount. For $29 each month, we will have a literal 24/7 access key to any Anytime Fitness in the US! This price also includes access to any and all classes with no additional fee and a one-time free meeting with a personal trainer! Now, tell me that this isn't a great deal!

I am excited to join this gym because I am tired of feeling like I should be more healthy. I'm tired of feeling exhausted all the time.

However, I have started keeping a better eye on what I am eating. I downloaded a calorie counter about a month ago, not necessarily to lose weight, but to see what it is that I am eating. To my amazement, I was eating close to 3000 calories a day or more! I have since cut my calorie intake in half (but I haven't tried to be too strict). I have felt healthier, but I still feel like I should be doing more.

The three of us are heading to the gym on Monday to sign up. I honestly can't wait to start my future of feeling and being healthier!

Journalism: Majoring in Information

I am currently enrolled in an academic transfer program with a focus on journalism. As I progress through my major, it becomes more and more clear to me that this is what I truly want to do with my life.
Maybe it's just my personality, but I crave honesty. I strive for the truth. Journalism gives me that. I am passionate about being honest and delivering honesty to people in such a way that may be trusted.
Journalism is information.
However, journalism (and media in general) oftentimes becomes corrupt and filled with exagerations. I am majoring in information to be honestly informative. I will not be one who delivers false truths.

Love your children everyday.

Today began like any other normal daycare day. I woke up super early to safeguard and care for children that are usually either extremely sweet or extremely rotten.

One little boy of ours is a special needs child. He has a wheelchair and cannot speak outside of random sounds. It just so happens that he left the state 6 days ago to undergo more surgery. (I hope it is understood that I cannot give out specifics.) He came back home last night earlier than the doctors and his parents had expected. He did very well with 3 straight days of surgery.

Last night, around 10:30 pm, a rescue call went over the scanners for a 6 year old boy. The boy was unreponsive and CPR was in progress. Not long after the CPR was announced, the scanners informed their listeners that this child has gone into cardiac arrest.

Calvin passed away last night.

He was 6 years old.

He had just started kindergarten this year.

He has a little brother and two parents who loved him very much.

He was one of the most sweet and ornery little boys I had ever met.

He was adored by everyone he encountered.

Daycare will never be the same without him.

We all loved him.

So,
cherish your children. Love them. Care for them. Surprise them. Laugh with them. Hold them. Kiss them. Cuddle them. Make them feel safe.

You never know how long God will let you keep them.