This was an article title on the MSN news page this morning, and really, I was quite disturbed...
1) Clinton Kelly and Stacy London: tell contestants time and time again that they need to love themselves, love their bodies as they are, and find ways to dress and groom themselves in a way that helps them feel good and succeed in the world.
2) Lisa Simpson: remains passionate, idealistic and sweet despite her circumstances.
3) Mercedes from Glee: beauty doesn't always come in a stick-thin body. She uses her talent to tell the world what she believes.
4) Alexis from Castle: a happy teen who loves her dad. Rather study over the weekend than spend time with her friends - responsible.
5) Tim Gunn: wisest man on television - "make it work" is his famous quote.
6) Jon Stewart: reminds us that extremism evokes fear and bitterness.
7) Adam Savage and Jamie Hyneman from Mythbusters: geeky and curious. Relentlessly creative in pursuit of elusive truths. They make learning entertaining.
8) Ellen Degeneres: gives hope to teens who are struggling with their sexual identity.
9) Veronica Mars: smart, fearless, witty, and disciplined. Can tell her parents anything and never fell into peer pressure.
10) Jamie Oliver: taught others how to improve their health through home cooking. He is proof that you can take your passion and make something great of yourself. Anyone can make a difference.
Not bashing on any of these people, do you see why I am so disturbed? I mean, some have pretty good "qualities", but I would not want any of these "top 10" to be my child's role model. Our culture does not need anyone else telling us to love ourselves more, we are already too good at that. The Simpsons...really? First, it is a cartoon, and second, I would never let my kids watch that show, let alone try to make one of the characters my child's role model. Yes, I believe that gender identity is a real problem in today's society, but Ellen Degeneres is not the person we need to be getting our advice from on such an issue.
God calls us to be role models. We need to be stronger than these role models that society is trying to push for. What are we doing today that encourages others to live for Christ?
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
I Am Officially a Non-Prankster
So, part of the college life is pulling pranks right? Well, I am officially against pranks...probably for the rest of my life. Let me just share a little bit of why I am not a good candidate:
1- I don't like being mean to others...even if it's a joke
2 - I hate it when people are mad at me...seriously, if you wanted to pull a prank on me, all you would have to do would be mad at me for no apparent reason.
3 - and just to show you how upset I can get when people are mad at me...I sometimes cry
Ok, so on Friday, I fell asleep in our RA office on the couch. Well, one of my dear friends found this to be the perfect opportunity to grab a marker and be creative. I'll let you use your imagination on that one :) I eventually woke up, and of course eventually found out that I had marker all over my face. Yes, I admit, I laughed. I thought it was pretty clever..until it took me a total of 25 minutes to wash it off. By then, my face was raw and you could still see remnants of the marker, which now looked like multiple bruises. Oh well, I can just get him back right?
So, back to the pranking. I REALLY don't like it. BUT, this was a good opportunity for me to do it because, you see, it takes A LOT to make this friend mad. Or so I thought. So, I mustered up the strength to do some damage. Not permanent damage, just enough to be a little annoying and provide a good laugh. Of course, the whole time I'm doing it, I'm feeling extremely bad, but I eventually got over it.
Well, later I found out that he got back to campus sooner than I thought. No big deal...until his roommates told me that he had had a really bad day and then came back to school to what I had done. Awesome, of course I would do it when he had a bad day. So then I asked his friends how upset he really was. Then they informed me that he called campus safety to "report vandalization". Yep, my plan is totally going in the opposite direction I intended it to. I then asked his roommates where he was so that I could go apologize and clear everything up. I found out he was in the computer lab and headed over. By this time, I feel HORRIBLE...so horrible I am on the verge of tears. To make matters worse, I get to the computer lab, motion for him to come out, and what does he do? Gives me the worst look I have ever received in my life, pulls up his hood, and walks away sulking in the opposite direction. Okay, now I am horrified.
So, I go back to the dorm, crying because I feel awful. And go back to his room to clean the remainder of the mess up. Finally, he calls one of my friends and says that he is back from the computer lab and wanted to talk. I was so relieved! I could finally apologize and clear all of this ugliness up. So, I cautiously go outside where he is sitting just waiting for him to stand up and start yelling. But he didn't, he just sat there, so I preceded and apologized for what I had done, that I was sorry that he had a bad day, etc. Hoping that he would maybe forgive me eventually.
And you know what he did?? He just looked up and said, "I was just joking".
Oh.my.goodness. I have never felt so many emotions at the same time in my life! I was SO relieved that he was joking, I still felt bad for what I had done, and I was a little mad that he had gone so long with this "just joking" thing.
Well, finally we got it all sorted out, and I'm pretty sure we're still friends. And yes, I will probably be laughing about this whole thing a month or two down the road. What did I learn? A LOT. When it's all said and done, I will never pull a prank ever again...no matter what. Why? Because I never want to feel as horrible as I did last night ever again!
And of course, when I am stressing out like this, pretty much everyone I encounter gets the low-down. So, to.....
my beautiful Co-RA: I'm super sorry that we couldn't watch Project Runway, I love that show and was looking forward to watching it with you. I'm sorry that this whole situation stressed you out so much too. But thanks for being there, you make me laugh :)
the betraying roommate of my object of revenge: Thanks for letting me into your guys' room :) Even though it cost you cleaning up everything afterwords...I'm sure you liked doing it though since you're the neat freak of that household (ps - I'm sorry your name sounds so...degrading. I couldn't think of anything else!)
my object of revenge: oh my, that was crazy. You can rest assured that I will never do that again. I'm really sorry too for doing that to you; I'm sorry that you got upset. And don't tell me that you weren't upset because your betraying roommate told me that you were upset initially :) So, please forgive me and I hope we can still be friends :)
1- I don't like being mean to others...even if it's a joke
2 - I hate it when people are mad at me...seriously, if you wanted to pull a prank on me, all you would have to do would be mad at me for no apparent reason.
3 - and just to show you how upset I can get when people are mad at me...I sometimes cry
Ok, so on Friday, I fell asleep in our RA office on the couch. Well, one of my dear friends found this to be the perfect opportunity to grab a marker and be creative. I'll let you use your imagination on that one :) I eventually woke up, and of course eventually found out that I had marker all over my face. Yes, I admit, I laughed. I thought it was pretty clever..until it took me a total of 25 minutes to wash it off. By then, my face was raw and you could still see remnants of the marker, which now looked like multiple bruises. Oh well, I can just get him back right?
So, back to the pranking. I REALLY don't like it. BUT, this was a good opportunity for me to do it because, you see, it takes A LOT to make this friend mad. Or so I thought. So, I mustered up the strength to do some damage. Not permanent damage, just enough to be a little annoying and provide a good laugh. Of course, the whole time I'm doing it, I'm feeling extremely bad, but I eventually got over it.
Well, later I found out that he got back to campus sooner than I thought. No big deal...until his roommates told me that he had had a really bad day and then came back to school to what I had done. Awesome, of course I would do it when he had a bad day. So then I asked his friends how upset he really was. Then they informed me that he called campus safety to "report vandalization". Yep, my plan is totally going in the opposite direction I intended it to. I then asked his roommates where he was so that I could go apologize and clear everything up. I found out he was in the computer lab and headed over. By this time, I feel HORRIBLE...so horrible I am on the verge of tears. To make matters worse, I get to the computer lab, motion for him to come out, and what does he do? Gives me the worst look I have ever received in my life, pulls up his hood, and walks away sulking in the opposite direction. Okay, now I am horrified.
So, I go back to the dorm, crying because I feel awful. And go back to his room to clean the remainder of the mess up. Finally, he calls one of my friends and says that he is back from the computer lab and wanted to talk. I was so relieved! I could finally apologize and clear all of this ugliness up. So, I cautiously go outside where he is sitting just waiting for him to stand up and start yelling. But he didn't, he just sat there, so I preceded and apologized for what I had done, that I was sorry that he had a bad day, etc. Hoping that he would maybe forgive me eventually.
And you know what he did?? He just looked up and said, "I was just joking".
Oh.my.goodness. I have never felt so many emotions at the same time in my life! I was SO relieved that he was joking, I still felt bad for what I had done, and I was a little mad that he had gone so long with this "just joking" thing.
Well, finally we got it all sorted out, and I'm pretty sure we're still friends. And yes, I will probably be laughing about this whole thing a month or two down the road. What did I learn? A LOT. When it's all said and done, I will never pull a prank ever again...no matter what. Why? Because I never want to feel as horrible as I did last night ever again!
And of course, when I am stressing out like this, pretty much everyone I encounter gets the low-down. So, to.....
my beautiful Co-RA: I'm super sorry that we couldn't watch Project Runway, I love that show and was looking forward to watching it with you. I'm sorry that this whole situation stressed you out so much too. But thanks for being there, you make me laugh :)
the betraying roommate of my object of revenge: Thanks for letting me into your guys' room :) Even though it cost you cleaning up everything afterwords...I'm sure you liked doing it though since you're the neat freak of that household (ps - I'm sorry your name sounds so...degrading. I couldn't think of anything else!)
my object of revenge: oh my, that was crazy. You can rest assured that I will never do that again. I'm really sorry too for doing that to you; I'm sorry that you got upset. And don't tell me that you weren't upset because your betraying roommate told me that you were upset initially :) So, please forgive me and I hope we can still be friends :)
Friday, October 22, 2010
Dress to Impress
In Chemistry on Wednesday, the guy who sits next to me asked me why I "dress up" all the time. Now, what he meant by dress up is wearing anything but sweatpants and a sweatshirt. So, I just told him that I felt better, more awake, and thought I did better in class when I dressed like I do. He thought that was interesting and said he was going to try it.
Today, he walked into class wearing brown shoes, gray sweatpants, a white polo, and a black sweater over top.
He may need a few lessons...
Today, he walked into class wearing brown shoes, gray sweatpants, a white polo, and a black sweater over top.
He may need a few lessons...
Monday, October 18, 2010
The Reuben
Fall break was last weekend, and let me tell you...it was a MUCH needed break. I am extremely grateful for it :) But, I was also ready to get back into the routine and let the semester keep going on its merry little way. When I returned to campus yesterday for dinner, NOTHING on campus was open where we could get food. So, I was "forced" to grab something off of campus.
I opted for Arby's. I tried a new sandwhich the last time I went there and it sounded pretty good. And, Arby's is right across the street. It seemed like a win-win situation.
I got there, and none of the sandwhich meals looked like the one I had had the previous time. Then, I spotted the Reuben. I really didn't know what it was, but from the picture, it looked like roast beef and provolone cheese between two pieces of rye bread. I almost asked the cashier before ordering to see what exactly the sandwhich was, but what else could it be??
Apparently I have no clue what a Reuben sandwhich is - corned beef and sauerkraut! And yes, I took a BIG bite. Actually, I took a couple of bites. The first couple bites I just couldn't tell what it was. And then, I opened the sandwhich and smelled it...then I figured it out. And was completely disgusted.
The thing is, on Wednesday I got food poisoning just from a cheeseburger! Clearly, my body is really picky when it comes to eating meat. So, the whole night I was dreading and just waiting for my stomach to get back at me for being so inconsiderate and putting those two nasty foods into it. But, thankfully, nothing happened.
Needless to say, I will NEVER, EVER, eat another Reuben sandwhich.
I opted for Arby's. I tried a new sandwhich the last time I went there and it sounded pretty good. And, Arby's is right across the street. It seemed like a win-win situation.
I got there, and none of the sandwhich meals looked like the one I had had the previous time. Then, I spotted the Reuben. I really didn't know what it was, but from the picture, it looked like roast beef and provolone cheese between two pieces of rye bread. I almost asked the cashier before ordering to see what exactly the sandwhich was, but what else could it be??
Apparently I have no clue what a Reuben sandwhich is - corned beef and sauerkraut! And yes, I took a BIG bite. Actually, I took a couple of bites. The first couple bites I just couldn't tell what it was. And then, I opened the sandwhich and smelled it...then I figured it out. And was completely disgusted.
The thing is, on Wednesday I got food poisoning just from a cheeseburger! Clearly, my body is really picky when it comes to eating meat. So, the whole night I was dreading and just waiting for my stomach to get back at me for being so inconsiderate and putting those two nasty foods into it. But, thankfully, nothing happened.
Needless to say, I will NEVER, EVER, eat another Reuben sandwhich.
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