With graduation looming over my head (December 19th) I have started putting together my playlist for this momentous occasion. I didn't make a playlist for my high school graduation because I was so excited to leave, but college is a different story. I love all the friends I've made and all the moments I've had at my college, and I wouldn't trade it for anything!
1. Unwritten - Natasha Bedingfield
2. Send Me On My Way - Rusted Root
3. The Climb - Miley Cyrus
4. Butterfly Fly Away - Miley Cyrus & Billy Ray Cyrus
5. Ready, Set, Don't Go - Billy Ray Cyrus & Miley Cyrus
6. Gone, Gone, Gone - Phillip Phillips
7. Some Nights - Fun.
8. (I've Had) The Time of My Life - Bill Medley & Jennifer Warnes
9. Home - Phillip Phillips
10. Good Life - OneRepublic
11. Say Something - A Great Big World
12. This - Darius Rucker
13. Over You - Miranda Lambert
14. The House That Built Me - Miranda Lambert
15. Even If It Breaks Your Heart - Eli Young Band
16. Whenever You Remember - Carrie Underwood
17. For Good - Kristin Chenoweth & Idina Menzel
Each of these songs tells its own individual story of college, and together they tell my story. If you listen to each of them, they might just tell yours as well.
Saturday, May 10, 2014
Sunday, May 4, 2014
The Question.
If you are graduating college anytime soon (May or December) have probably been asked the question. "What are you going to do after graduation?" If you say that you haven't been asked that, you're a liar. Everyone around us wants us to have our plans in order for the next chapter of our lives, but sometimes we don't give the real answer because we know it's not what people want to hear.
In December I will (hopefully) be graduating with a degree in business management. Whenever someone asks what I will do after graduation they expect me to talk about what I will do with my degree. Of course, I talk about how I eventually want to own my own business, but first I want to work to save some money to start the business. But that's really not all I want to do. I have a whole list of things I want to do after I graduate, so here are a few.
Travel
I have never really traveled. My parents will argue about how I've been to Kentucky, Tennessee, and Kansas. Although I remember Tennessee and Kansas, Kentucky is fuzzy. Yes, my senior year of high school I went to Mexico. But I've never gotten to really get out and explore somewhere. All those trips with my parents I was pretty young (Tennessee, Kentucky, Kansas). Like, younger than 13. I want to travel somewhere and just spend the day walking around and finding things. A little restaurant that no one knows about but has amazing food or a little boutique where the only thing I can afford is a key chain. I want to experience life on my own!
Live On My Own
I guess "technically" I've lived on my own since I moved to college, especially when I had my apartment my freshman year, but I've never felt like I lived on my own. I want to be able to buy groceries without calling my parents to put money in my bank account. I want to move into a place for more than nine months at a time that isn't my parents house. I want to have a house or an apartment that I can decorate how I want it to be. I want to have my own bathroom where I don't get fussed at if I leave my toothpaste on the counter. I want my own kitchen with my own dishes.
Get Married
It sounds so lame but yes, I want to get married after I graduate. I don't have a boyfriend and I haven't had one since my boyfriend dumped me two days after my 15th birthday. My last date was in December of 2011. It was a blind date, we went to a movie, and we never spoke again. My life has been consumed with going to school, making good grades, keeping my scholarship, and graduating. I haven't had time to date. Plus, a guy actually has to WANT to date you. I'm hoping that once I graduate I can find someone who I can picture forever with (because I'm a hopeless romantic).
In December I will (hopefully) be graduating with a degree in business management. Whenever someone asks what I will do after graduation they expect me to talk about what I will do with my degree. Of course, I talk about how I eventually want to own my own business, but first I want to work to save some money to start the business. But that's really not all I want to do. I have a whole list of things I want to do after I graduate, so here are a few.
Travel
I have never really traveled. My parents will argue about how I've been to Kentucky, Tennessee, and Kansas. Although I remember Tennessee and Kansas, Kentucky is fuzzy. Yes, my senior year of high school I went to Mexico. But I've never gotten to really get out and explore somewhere. All those trips with my parents I was pretty young (Tennessee, Kentucky, Kansas). Like, younger than 13. I want to travel somewhere and just spend the day walking around and finding things. A little restaurant that no one knows about but has amazing food or a little boutique where the only thing I can afford is a key chain. I want to experience life on my own!
Live On My Own
I guess "technically" I've lived on my own since I moved to college, especially when I had my apartment my freshman year, but I've never felt like I lived on my own. I want to be able to buy groceries without calling my parents to put money in my bank account. I want to move into a place for more than nine months at a time that isn't my parents house. I want to have a house or an apartment that I can decorate how I want it to be. I want to have my own bathroom where I don't get fussed at if I leave my toothpaste on the counter. I want my own kitchen with my own dishes.
Get Married
It sounds so lame but yes, I want to get married after I graduate. I don't have a boyfriend and I haven't had one since my boyfriend dumped me two days after my 15th birthday. My last date was in December of 2011. It was a blind date, we went to a movie, and we never spoke again. My life has been consumed with going to school, making good grades, keeping my scholarship, and graduating. I haven't had time to date. Plus, a guy actually has to WANT to date you. I'm hoping that once I graduate I can find someone who I can picture forever with (because I'm a hopeless romantic).
I know I sound like the most boring person in the world, but these are things I want to happen. I want to go out and do what I love. I want to find someone I love. I want to live somewhere I love. I love my parents and my family, but they have gotten to have me around for 21 years. I think I need to spread my personality and who I am with others.
Monday, April 28, 2014
My Sorority Saved My [Academic] Life
As any freshman would do, I entered college wanting to fit in. I befriended many people in our school's marching band (because I was in it) and wanted to join an organization for band students. This organization required interested students to interview for potential membership. After my interview, I was chosen as a membership candidate for them. It was a dream come true and I thought it was the best thing to happen to me. Until March 19, 2012. I was dismissed from their program and did not join the organization. I became extremely depressed and wound up losing my academic scholarship because I performed poorly in my classes. I worked all through the summer of 2012, got my grades up, got my scholarship back, and decided that I would try to join again. This time, I was not invited to be a membership candidate. Needless to say, I got depressed once more.
If you remember from a previous post, I met my sisters for the first time on the side of the road. That is because the day after I was rejected we were marching in the county Christmas parade. I didn't want to be around band members because of how upset I was. I was hanging out on the side of the road all by myself when an AST sister approached me to make sure I was okay. I explained to her the story above, and she was appalled. As time went on, I was invited to eat lunch with the sisters, I was invited to open recruitment parties, and I went as much as I could.
However, the sisters didn't know something. Standing on the side of that road, alone and crying, I had decided that I was going to drop out after my sophomore year of college. I had had enough of feeling like an outsider, spending every day alone until my roommate needed me to run errands for her. My sorority gave me a reason to stay in school. I finally had a family that I was looking for.
Yes, I was active in the campus ministry. But if you read my last post about people changing when you join a sorority, that's what happened. Almost every person in the campus ministry turned their back on me because I went Greek. That makes no sense, I know. The closer I grew to my sisters, the more they pushed me away. Which is stupid, but whatever.
I will graduate in December 2014 with my Bachelors in Business Administration - Management. I didn't drop out because I found the support system that I needed. Yes, I have my parents and they are supportive of me; however they are 70+ miles away from me. My sisters are by my side, every day, cheering for me. I love being Greek, I love having sisters, and I love that I'm going to graduate.
If you remember from a previous post, I met my sisters for the first time on the side of the road. That is because the day after I was rejected we were marching in the county Christmas parade. I didn't want to be around band members because of how upset I was. I was hanging out on the side of the road all by myself when an AST sister approached me to make sure I was okay. I explained to her the story above, and she was appalled. As time went on, I was invited to eat lunch with the sisters, I was invited to open recruitment parties, and I went as much as I could.
However, the sisters didn't know something. Standing on the side of that road, alone and crying, I had decided that I was going to drop out after my sophomore year of college. I had had enough of feeling like an outsider, spending every day alone until my roommate needed me to run errands for her. My sorority gave me a reason to stay in school. I finally had a family that I was looking for.
Yes, I was active in the campus ministry. But if you read my last post about people changing when you join a sorority, that's what happened. Almost every person in the campus ministry turned their back on me because I went Greek. That makes no sense, I know. The closer I grew to my sisters, the more they pushed me away. Which is stupid, but whatever.
I will graduate in December 2014 with my Bachelors in Business Administration - Management. I didn't drop out because I found the support system that I needed. Yes, I have my parents and they are supportive of me; however they are 70+ miles away from me. My sisters are by my side, every day, cheering for me. I love being Greek, I love having sisters, and I love that I'm going to graduate.
Friday, March 21, 2014
When You Join a Sorority
It seems as though the public believes that when you join a sorority you lose every ounce of morality you have in your body. As soon as you accept your bid you become a different person. However, that is entirely untrue. And maybe it's not the sorority girls that change, it's the people around them.
Think about it. It's not all that crazy. People already have these wild and crazy assumptions about sororities and Greek life. Not EVERY sorority girl goes to a party every Thursday night. Most nights, sorority girls are either recruiting, completing volunteer hours, or doing homework to keep their GPA up. Not so crazy, right? So why does everyone have this huge problem with Greek life?
They believe the hype. Of course, the news doesn't help either. News outlets LOVE to pick up stories about fraternities beating pledges with paddles or sororities making their pledges sit on washing machines and circling every part of the pledge that jiggles (these both really did happen). They don't want to pick up stories about how many members of the Greek community went to a local elementary school and read books to kindergarten and first grade children on Read Across America day. No one cares that each semester (at my school) every Greek on campus is required to complete 10 hours of community service. It's the middle of the semester and I already have 12 hours. One of my sisters has 70.
Back to how people change when you join a sorority. Because they believe what they are fed via Hollywood and news outlets, many people in your life will not be okay with you taking the leap into Greek life. It won't be easy to watch the people you love most push you away, but you need to remember that if they truly cared about you, they would be happy that you are happy.
But when you do join a sorority, you meet some of your best friends. When I joined, obviously my big sis and I became really close, however there were many other sisters that I built a close relationship with. I couldn't imagine life without some of my sisters and I wonder how I made it without them. Some of them I am still building a relationship with, but we are still pretty good friends. With spring break nearing and my sisters and I going in all different directions, I am not necessarily looking forward to 10 days without my best friends. At least I know that I'll get to spend a lifetime with them making memories and having the best days of my life.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Elitist: What Does It Mean For Your Organization?
We've all heard the term "elite," but what does it really mean? What I found on Google (when I typed in "define: elite") was "a group of people considered (by others or themselves) to be the best in a particular society or category, esp. because of their power, talent, or wealth." We all would like to think that our group whether it's a sorority, club, or group of friends, is the elite group on campus. However, there is a problem with this type of thought.
If you have even looked at some of my past posts you might be able to figure out that I was in process for a sorority at one point in time, but I was dropped from their process for what I considered some of the most ignorant reasoning I've ever heard, but that is beside the point. I never actually heard any of them refer to themselves as the "elite" or the "best," however, at one point in time they gave off that "self-righteous" vibe to one of my friends. She even used the term "elitist" when mocking them. Basically the same thing that happened to me happened to her from the same group of people. Tonight I saw a status on Facebook where a girl called her sorority "the elite." I have a problem with this.
Of course as a member of that organization, this girl should believe that her sorority is wonderful and great. She should be proud to wear her letters, but referring to your sorority as "the elite" or "the best" can truly alienate PNMs. Girls who were on the fence about Greek life? Yeah, they have made up their minds. No one wants to walk into the middle of a war and in their minds a comment like "we are the best" may seem like there is an ongoing fight between organizations. She doesn't see the pride behind the statement, she only sees the vanity that it presents.
At my school, every organization is working to better our Greek unity. We realize that in a way, we depend on one another. Without one, the others may not exist. So, just so we get everything straight, I'm going to write this on a line all by itself so everyone can understand what I am saying.
No organization is the best, no organization is elite.
If you've ever seen the movie "Gotta Kick It Up" on Disney Channel (let me show my age) you'll know where this quote is coming from. "There is a big difference between the best and being YOUR best." What's the difference? Everyone thinks that they are THE best, but when we start judging who is the best people get their feelings hurt. When we stand back and say that we are proud of sorority and we try to be OUR best, that is when we are truly successful. At the end of the day, being the best doesn't mean anything. If you succeed in what you set out to do, who cares if you raised the most money, got the most new members, had the highest GPA. Who cares if you won Greek Week? That's NOT what these letters are about. These letters are preparing us for our futures. One thing we have to learn is to be successful, but also to not be "the best." Welcome to the real world.
If you have even looked at some of my past posts you might be able to figure out that I was in process for a sorority at one point in time, but I was dropped from their process for what I considered some of the most ignorant reasoning I've ever heard, but that is beside the point. I never actually heard any of them refer to themselves as the "elite" or the "best," however, at one point in time they gave off that "self-righteous" vibe to one of my friends. She even used the term "elitist" when mocking them. Basically the same thing that happened to me happened to her from the same group of people. Tonight I saw a status on Facebook where a girl called her sorority "the elite." I have a problem with this.
Of course as a member of that organization, this girl should believe that her sorority is wonderful and great. She should be proud to wear her letters, but referring to your sorority as "the elite" or "the best" can truly alienate PNMs. Girls who were on the fence about Greek life? Yeah, they have made up their minds. No one wants to walk into the middle of a war and in their minds a comment like "we are the best" may seem like there is an ongoing fight between organizations. She doesn't see the pride behind the statement, she only sees the vanity that it presents.
At my school, every organization is working to better our Greek unity. We realize that in a way, we depend on one another. Without one, the others may not exist. So, just so we get everything straight, I'm going to write this on a line all by itself so everyone can understand what I am saying.
No organization is the best, no organization is elite.
If you've ever seen the movie "Gotta Kick It Up" on Disney Channel (let me show my age) you'll know where this quote is coming from. "There is a big difference between the best and being YOUR best." What's the difference? Everyone thinks that they are THE best, but when we start judging who is the best people get their feelings hurt. When we stand back and say that we are proud of sorority and we try to be OUR best, that is when we are truly successful. At the end of the day, being the best doesn't mean anything. If you succeed in what you set out to do, who cares if you raised the most money, got the most new members, had the highest GPA. Who cares if you won Greek Week? That's NOT what these letters are about. These letters are preparing us for our futures. One thing we have to learn is to be successful, but also to not be "the best." Welcome to the real world.
Monday, January 27, 2014
Bullies Make Me Sick.
Recently I was speaking with one of my Twitter followers when the subject turned to my job and what I my future holds in said job. For those of you who don't know, I am working on getting my Bachelors of Business Administration - Management. I told this follower that I was boring. He asked me why I was pursuing business if I thought it was boring. My response was "I was born to be boring." Then he said something that referred to my self-confidence, or lack thereof. This got me to thinking.
I have been bullied and pushed around so much in my life that I don't believe in myself. I never refer to something that I WILL do. I always use "if" statements in every little thing I do. Example: Normal girls will say "When I get married my colors will be navy and pink." I say "If I can ever trick a guy into marrying me, I might have navy and pink as my colors." Of course, I can't MAKE somebody marry me, so that's not a very good example. Even though I'm a senior, I have doubts in myself about graduating. I don't have faith in myself to finish my degree. Why is this?
I'll hit the biggest land mark bullying moments. I guess we can pretty much chalk up the beginning of the bully days to the traditional "four eyes" bit every kid has done to that one kid with geeky glasses. And of course I can't find any pictures on Facebook of me in those geeky glasses. Probably because my dad knows how sensitive I am about that time in my life. I didn't get contacts until I was 12 or 13, so four eyes kind of stuck for a while.
There were other things that were constantly said to me. Like "you can't shop at Limited Too because only popular girls shop there." Of course, I was the "teacher's pet." If you can name any stereotypical bullying tactics, they were probably used on me.
In a previous post I mentioned that I have been wearing a size D since the 7th grade. Obviously, I developed a lot quicker than my classmates. One of the biggest bullying moments in my life happened in the sixth grade. I was wearing a C at that time. Kids would make circles around me in PE and at recess and make me hold my bra out from my shirt and jump up and down to prove I wasn't stuffing my bra. But that didn't stop them from walking past me, fake sneezing, then asking for a tissue. That was the first time I remember kids actually ganging up on me. Most things were kind of on an individual level.
Of course all through junior high the kids hung on to the bra thing along with the fact that I was so desperate to have a boyfriend I had a crush on every guy that took a breath in my presence. Which caused for the kids to tease me because I was "crazy." I was a nerd because I did my homework and made good grades... It was the same stuff I saw on TV, but I didn't have adults writing me witty lines to make the kids leave me alone. Unfortunately.
When I was in high school everything died down until my junior year. That was not only the year of me being called a racist (which was COMPLETELY unjustified and uncalled for), but it was also the year I gained the nicknames Wolverine and Hugh Jackman. Now, I am SUPER sensitive about what I am about to divulge, however I think it is important for people to know when getting to know me. I was diagnosed in December of 2012 with a disorder that causes my body to produce more testosterone than it is supposed to. More than likely this is genetic, there's nothing I could have done to prevent it. When I was about 16 it became more prevalent when a few strands of darker hair grew onto my face. After ONE guy pointed it out, I went home and shaved my face. Well, we all know what happens when you shave. The hair grows back darker, stiffer, and thicker. I still fight it to this day. Of course, from that point on I was dubbed as Wolverine or Hugh Jackman until the day I graduated.
And for those of you thinking "Oh no, how terrible!" yes, it WAS terrible. Along with all of that I lost all of my friends right at the end of my senior year, again at the end of my first year of college. You wonder why I have no self-confidence. It doesn't help that no one takes me seriously because I'm not a size 0, but that's beside the point. I've already written about that.
I guess to sum up every thing I'm saying (and why I said everything above) I want to say if you're bullying someone or if you've ever bullied someone, apologize. It is estimated that about 160,000 children miss school every day due to fear of attack or intimidation by other students (National Education Association). "Bully free zones" don't seem so bully free now do they? A study in Britain found that at least half of suicides among young people are related to bullying.
"Bullying can often do long-lasting damage to a person's self esteem. Without being able to resolve some of these emotional issues, your child is at risk of becoming a bully themselves or might project the lingering feelings of rejection and hurt onto themselves. Children and teens who do this often will face struggles with eating disorders, cutting, burning and other forms of self mutilation. In the most severe cases, teens may not be able to handle the bullying, or may not be able to cope with the after effects of bullying and instead will resort to drastic measures like suicide to escape their pain." - http://www.bullyingstatistics.org/content/bullying-victims.html
I guess I just don't understand why with all of the statistics and information we have why people would continually do and say things that would make somebody want to hurt themselves. Now, before anyone tries to report me and say that I'm suicidal or that I'm hurting myself, I can guarantee you I'm not. I just have extremely low self esteem. The next time you feel the need to say something to someone that you KNOW will make them feel like less of a person, just don't say it. And if you know someone who is being bullied or who has been bullied, please watch over them carefully. I'm so sick of seeing stories of kids killing themselves because of bullies. It makes me sick. Bullies make me sick.
I have been bullied and pushed around so much in my life that I don't believe in myself. I never refer to something that I WILL do. I always use "if" statements in every little thing I do. Example: Normal girls will say "When I get married my colors will be navy and pink." I say "If I can ever trick a guy into marrying me, I might have navy and pink as my colors." Of course, I can't MAKE somebody marry me, so that's not a very good example. Even though I'm a senior, I have doubts in myself about graduating. I don't have faith in myself to finish my degree. Why is this?
I'll hit the biggest land mark bullying moments. I guess we can pretty much chalk up the beginning of the bully days to the traditional "four eyes" bit every kid has done to that one kid with geeky glasses. And of course I can't find any pictures on Facebook of me in those geeky glasses. Probably because my dad knows how sensitive I am about that time in my life. I didn't get contacts until I was 12 or 13, so four eyes kind of stuck for a while.
There were other things that were constantly said to me. Like "you can't shop at Limited Too because only popular girls shop there." Of course, I was the "teacher's pet." If you can name any stereotypical bullying tactics, they were probably used on me.
In a previous post I mentioned that I have been wearing a size D since the 7th grade. Obviously, I developed a lot quicker than my classmates. One of the biggest bullying moments in my life happened in the sixth grade. I was wearing a C at that time. Kids would make circles around me in PE and at recess and make me hold my bra out from my shirt and jump up and down to prove I wasn't stuffing my bra. But that didn't stop them from walking past me, fake sneezing, then asking for a tissue. That was the first time I remember kids actually ganging up on me. Most things were kind of on an individual level.
Of course all through junior high the kids hung on to the bra thing along with the fact that I was so desperate to have a boyfriend I had a crush on every guy that took a breath in my presence. Which caused for the kids to tease me because I was "crazy." I was a nerd because I did my homework and made good grades... It was the same stuff I saw on TV, but I didn't have adults writing me witty lines to make the kids leave me alone. Unfortunately.
When I was in high school everything died down until my junior year. That was not only the year of me being called a racist (which was COMPLETELY unjustified and uncalled for), but it was also the year I gained the nicknames Wolverine and Hugh Jackman. Now, I am SUPER sensitive about what I am about to divulge, however I think it is important for people to know when getting to know me. I was diagnosed in December of 2012 with a disorder that causes my body to produce more testosterone than it is supposed to. More than likely this is genetic, there's nothing I could have done to prevent it. When I was about 16 it became more prevalent when a few strands of darker hair grew onto my face. After ONE guy pointed it out, I went home and shaved my face. Well, we all know what happens when you shave. The hair grows back darker, stiffer, and thicker. I still fight it to this day. Of course, from that point on I was dubbed as Wolverine or Hugh Jackman until the day I graduated.
And for those of you thinking "Oh no, how terrible!" yes, it WAS terrible. Along with all of that I lost all of my friends right at the end of my senior year, again at the end of my first year of college. You wonder why I have no self-confidence. It doesn't help that no one takes me seriously because I'm not a size 0, but that's beside the point. I've already written about that.
I guess to sum up every thing I'm saying (and why I said everything above) I want to say if you're bullying someone or if you've ever bullied someone, apologize. It is estimated that about 160,000 children miss school every day due to fear of attack or intimidation by other students (National Education Association). "Bully free zones" don't seem so bully free now do they? A study in Britain found that at least half of suicides among young people are related to bullying.
"Bullying can often do long-lasting damage to a person's self esteem. Without being able to resolve some of these emotional issues, your child is at risk of becoming a bully themselves or might project the lingering feelings of rejection and hurt onto themselves. Children and teens who do this often will face struggles with eating disorders, cutting, burning and other forms of self mutilation. In the most severe cases, teens may not be able to handle the bullying, or may not be able to cope with the after effects of bullying and instead will resort to drastic measures like suicide to escape their pain." - http://www.bullyingstatistics.org/content/bullying-victims.html
I guess I just don't understand why with all of the statistics and information we have why people would continually do and say things that would make somebody want to hurt themselves. Now, before anyone tries to report me and say that I'm suicidal or that I'm hurting myself, I can guarantee you I'm not. I just have extremely low self esteem. The next time you feel the need to say something to someone that you KNOW will make them feel like less of a person, just don't say it. And if you know someone who is being bullied or who has been bullied, please watch over them carefully. I'm so sick of seeing stories of kids killing themselves because of bullies. It makes me sick. Bullies make me sick.
Friday, January 24, 2014
Dear Society, I'm Beautiful And I Don't Need Your Approval.
My university's beauty pageant is 2 weeks away and I'm pretty sure I am the only competitor that weighs over 150 pounds. I actually have no clue who the woman on the left is. She's gorgeous, I'm not going to lie. She's thin, blonde, she PROBABLY has blue eyes... She's what our society would probably consider "perfect." That's me on the right competing in last year's pageant. I am actually really proud of who I am. Yes, I would love to be her size so that I could actually shop for clothes and they would fit me correctly and maybe a guy would actually want to get to know me, but unfortunately I am not that thin and I will more than likely be about this size forever.
I will never have a thigh gap, my legs are WAY too muscular for that. My arms will never be thin thanks to my days of weightlifting and color guard spinning. I have more muscle than fat on my mid-section, yet I'll never feel comfortable in a bikini. But why is that? It's because our society has taught women that if they don't look like the girl on the left they aren't beautiful. They're just average. Well, I have news for you. Us average girls out number those that society considers perfect.
As much as I love beauty pageants, they have propelled the image of perfection. I can remember growing up and Miss Arkansas would come visit our elementary school or emcee our Miss Land O Lights pageant. She was always so thin, but so perfect. I hated myself because I didn't look like her. My teeth were small, not huge and perfectly white like hers. I was a brunette with brown eyes and super dark skin, not the blue eyed blonde that everyone loved... And I hated the way I looked.
Looking back now I realize that it was pretty dumb to hate myself for things I couldn't really change. I mean, with my skin tone, blonde hair would just look weird so hair dye was out of the question. But why can't an average girl be the next Miss Arkansas? Why can't an average girl be the next Miss America? Miss USA? Why? Because at the end of the day society still wants to see the perfect girls lifted up onto a pedestal. Society tells me that because I don't weigh 120 (the BMI weight that correlates with my height) I am a lazy, obese slob.
Well, society. I am in a sorority and sorority colony. I am one of the founders of a music sorority colony on my campus, I am the Vice-President of Member Development for my other. I am a member of the marching and concert bands, I am a member of my campus' MBSF. I workout whenever I find a spare minute in my week between classes and meetings. I maintain a GPA above a 3.0, teach Sunday school and I work. Still think I'm lazy? So what, I weigh above what the BMI tells me I should? The BMI doesn't take in to account my muscle mass, the fact that I have worn a D since the 7th grade, or the actual activity I do. No, if you're 5' 4" and weigh over 120 pounds they send a letter to your parents saying "You're child is obese and is at risk of blah blah blah."
So, why can't I win my university's pageant? Why can't I win Miss Arkansas? Why can't any girl who is just like me win? I'll let you know when I finally get the answers.
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