Good news, I’m applying to Graduate School. It’s about dam time you say, and you would be right, because it is. I’ve only been out of college for what, 3 plus years… In informed my buddy about this and he gave me a high five and was silent when I reminded him of our pact.
I got to graduate school you finish your bachelors. We’ll see if he complies. I’m hopeful, it’s weird knowing how intelligent he is yet he has not finished his degree. Maybe that’s a bit snobbish of me, I mean plenty of intelligent people do not have college or technical degrees, right?
I mentioned my application to my Doctor and he suggested that I used my online dating experience as a thesis. Specifically, the behaviors ….ugh I can not believe that I didn’t write it down…but now that I think about it, maybe I shouldn’t post this thought online, for anyone to read and take it they so wish. Lol. Not that anyone reading this blog would do such a thing. :)
The application is in, the references have been contacted, I just need to submit some paperwork then sit back and wait…which is the best part.. ugh..
Wish me luck.
Does life cripple us? Does the responsibilities of becoming an adult take away any potential we had as a child? Or does societies traditions/norms, customs cause us to become comfortable with what we have so that we never try to reach our true potential? We, in essence give up, or maybe even forget about that potential.
What if we are not the type to give up and follow the crowed, because we spent most of our life paving our own way, even if the crowed looks as us and laughs. Yet as time marches on we find that more and more of our “pack” are joining the sheep crowed…thus losing the potential we once saw in them. Should we give up our hope for them or just accept reality for what it is? Continue reading
Written 9/4/2014: I was going to edit it and forgot…so…lol. Things haven’t changed THAT much, other than going on a few dates.
For the past couple of months I’ve tried my luck with online dating…luck…well it’s more like a crap shoot for the deranged…but I’m hopeful… kinda. I haven’t met anyone yet and those that I do find interesting usually lose interest when they realize I won’t hop into bed with them the first day we meet. Which doesn’t bother me. I’m ok with being rejected because I have specific values that I’m not willing to change. I can take rejection with grace and dignity. Rejection is rarely about the person being rejected anyways, it’s about what the other person wants in their life and the person they reject simply isn’t it. No harm no fowl, right? If only others recognized this basic part of dating.
3 Million Reasons Why Your Heart Will Break In On…: http://youtu.be/rIolTbJ_K5U
I had an all staff meeting this morning and they played this Ted Talk from 2011.
I enjoyed what Neil had to say so I thought I’d share it with you.
Enjoy, and be Awesome. :)
Neil Pasricha: The 3 A’s of awesome: http://youtu.be/uPE0G00XFV0
I was stood up. My first attempt at going on a date in, literally, years and the guy doesn’t show. Later he sends me a BS excuse about how his day was tough, or whatever, but the moment I realized that he wasn’t going to show I felt…relieved. Weird I know. Lol
Instead of crying, pouting and questioning the validity of my existence I blared my favorite bad ass musician P!nk as I drove the 40 minutes home. Later I propositioned some friends and ended up spending quality time with them, not bashing my would be suitor. The only mention of him was, “He stood me up.” and my friends shaking their heads and saying “dumbass.” Lol
The thing about this entire thing is my acceptance of it. I have had moments, in the past, when I burst into tears, feeling utterly rejected and questioning who I am; Heck I did that before the date, but more on that later, yet when my hopes for a connection with another person was dashed upon the rocks, I felt relieved, as if meeting him wasn’t important, but walking through that open door, taking the leap, was. Continue reading
“Why can’t you follow the rules?”
I don’t know, why can’t I?
Could it be because the rules you speak of are a series of ideologies based on your perspective of the world? Maybe it’s because I’m a rebel who lives to push the boundaries of society…oh wait I’m a social worker bound to specific rules of conduct. Maybe it’s because I don’t understand these rules you speak of, maybe I don’t agree with them or maybe just maybe, these rules were forged just for me to satisfy your need for superiority.
It’s common sense, you say, societies brand of conduct, a matter of right and wrong forged over generations.
Generations of what, I ask? The patriarchal white business men in their shiny mansions on the hill? The blue collar worker barely getting by, the minority or those labeled as much due to a past of servitude and shit jobs that someone had to do. But defiantly not the men on the hill.
You speak of right and wrong, so tell me, is the mother who sleeps with her children until they are ready to leave the nest wrong or cultural? Is the family of 5 that’s living in a one bedroom neglectful or practical given thier resources or place in life? What about the single mom who moved home so her daughter did not sleep on the street, is she still not providing for that daughter?
These questions I ask you are not right or wrong, neglectful or unrealistic, these questions are life. The lives of many all over this world, now you tell me; Why don’t I follow your rules for life.