Archive for October, 2011

October 19, 2011

Dear Girlys,

by T

What is wrong with the world today? And by the world I really mean America. Our “leaders” have the world’s worst game of tug of war into play. They can’t seem to come up with an agreement on anything. And while they are constantly arguing about who gets an extra cookie for lunch time, their old faithful constituents are so deep in poverty they can master in it. And what happened to gas prices changing every other day or so? Now they change during the day!

Let me get this gas now because it maybe twenty cents higher come 2 PM.

It seems like most of our nations supposed leaders are just talking heads. Whining talking heads. Just a bunch of bickering naughty children. And I can’t see why people continue to support leaders that really do not give a dollar about them. I do not care if you have preference for one party over the other. That is awesome. But, when you simply are for a party because:

a) your parents are

b) your friends are

c) your being trendy

or d) you just have no idea and are going for the people who look the prettiest and sound nice.

I have no respect for you. How can you continue to support a leader that voted for something against your self-interest? Say if you loved goats, and you have a pet goat named Coco. You and Coco are the best of friends and go everywhere together. Its election time and you vote for Roger Election. You voted for Roger Election because he speaks well and has a nice hairdo. He also regularly shops at the Brooks Brothers and is sharp as a tack. You vote for Roger Election on those bases, and because he gave you free ice-cream when he came to your neighborhood. He even petted Coco. Awesome!

Roger Election gets voted into office in your neighborhood. First thing Roger Election does is order that all goats be banned from the neighborhood and cooked as curry. Your mortified. But you voted for him, so your the dum dum. Moral of the story? Don’t be a dum dum. Do your research, ask questions, and do not be afraid to speak up. This just doesn’t apply towards our dear government, but also life in general.

I have met and meet a lot of people from other countries. And the one thing I hear from them (besides that Americans are lazy), is that we tend to forget. We are easily distracted. A major crisis can happen one day, and we will forget it the next. We are not consistent with what we stand for. And I believe that. Because if we were a more collective DEMOCRATIC nation then we wouldn’t be in this mess. If we actually took the time to research and look at past mistakes. Then we wouldn’t be in this mess.

But, along with being democratic we are a capitalist nation. Which has its promises and faults. Others come to this nation because one can build their own wealth freely. Yes, limitations exist, but for the most part one can go from poor to rich with hard work and dedication. People coming here from other countries understand that. It seems that the people BORN HERE have forgotten. Don’t get caught up in the hype. Stop being distracted and dig for the real message. Do not follow blindly.

So, do not just vote for Roger Election. Make sure your Roger Election is worth your vote and able to work on your behalf. I know it is hard to tell, but we can try to pick the least money and power-hungry person. There has to be one out there in that head hunter village called politics.

xoxo,

T

P.S.- Still super busy with work and school. Forever 21 is fun, but very busy. I actually wanted to start a retail diaries section, being that this is my first consistent retail job. It has been an experience thus far. :)

P.P.S- If you are on instagram add me! Find me at “tahirahrose”

October 13, 2011

Update on Me

by T

It has been one of those week Girlys, one of those weeks when the soul sucker of souls claims yours and leaves you to do everything.

Someone pass me a Monster please.

._.

So why haven’t I been active in these past days? Well, I started my new job at Forever 21. I am actually part of opening a new store at a mall. Which means a lottttttt of late nights due to shipments coming in and organizing.

To say the least I am BEAT. But, in the same breath I am having fun. I love the store and the company, so I can not complain too much.

I have been thinking a lot lately on where I want to be in the next year, career wise and such. And the more I think about it, the more I realize I shouldn’t be one singular thing. The avenues of prosperity are plentiful. One shouldn’t have to be focused on one avenue when talents enable one to walk 7 other avenues.

I want to be self employed and spring my inner talents forward to start working for me. I just need to put in more oomph and finesse. :)

In the meantime, I will be working my little booty off for you Girlys. I have posts coming and am going to figure out a better system for my blog posts so there is not this huge gap.

Xoxo,
T

P.s.
Upcoming posts
“A Word For The Sugar Princesses”
“Ho Ho Ho! Candygrams…but none for you”
“Dear Girlys”

October 3, 2011

Seven Page Paper!? (Jumps Out Window)

by T

You know what, I am sick.
I am sick AND tired of hearing students complain about college work. In particular, I am sick about the roundabout groaning and loathing about page lengths.

Omg! WTFFFF!! A 7 page paper! Is she even serious? Like, I can’t even come up with 3 pages. How the heck am I going to do this?

I don’t even know what to write! WAHHHH!! MOMMMYYYYY! Help me, please please please. Cause I came to college and thought we only write five paragraphs. It is so hard. And I just got ANOTHER four page paper.

Stop.
Freakin’.
Complaining.
And get a grip on the real world.
You pay for college for a reason, or your one of the lucky ones that got a full ride because either:

a. Your smarter than the average human.
b. Your blowing someone.
c. Your good at running.

Otherwise, you are paying for college because some old lady with an unusual amount of SAT practice books told you that it would be a good idea, and you will make a million more dollars in your lifetime that you will never see, cause your wasteful… and a whiner.

In college there are essays, term papers, research papers, feature stories, creative stories, and if your really ambitious you may throw in a dissertation to make things a little interesting.

You can just quit. Because you knew darn well when you got the syllabus that you would get a paper. So unless you hire a hit man to wipe out your professor (don’t even think about it),  the paper is still due and will still exist.

So here are a few tips, if you want to give up your whining career.

  • Understand the topic and requirements– One thing I hear a lot among my peers (that complain) is that they “don’t understand what they are writing about.” And what do most of them do after saying that? Nothing. Understanding what you are doing can make that 7 page paper seem much shorter when you know all the information that you will include and formatting. Number one person to go to when your confused: your professor.
  • Meet with your professor– Yes, they aren’t just there to write endlessly on a white board for an hour and a half. They actually want to help you. Going to office hours not only gives you one on one time to clear that cloud of confusion, but also allows you to get to know your professor. Cause, ya know, they are more likely (and willing) to write a better recommendation letter when they know who you are. Aside from that, if you have written a draft of your paper, some professors will critique it for you. No better way to better your paper from the person that will be grading it!
  • Unless you enjoy pain, break the paper up– Your most likely not kin to the Hulk or Super Man. So, unless you enjoy being up until the sun and moon cross, break your paper up into smaller “mini papers”. For example, if you have a ten page paper break it up into two pages for five days until the due date.
  • Proofread your final draft– This is one thing I falter on a lot. After doing that ten page monster I don’t want to read over it again! But, proofreading is one of the most important post paper activities you can do. Don’t trust yourself? Give it to one of your willing classmates, go to your school’s writing lab (they do exist), or bother your professor again. It would be a shame finding “cunt” when you really meant “cant”.

Next time you find yourself about to have a mental breakdown about that term paper, just remember this is college and expected of you. Breathe. It’s just a paper.

xoxo,

T

October 3, 2011

Girly Tip #12 this isn’t “tag”, stop the chase.

by T

Ah, the sweet,innocent (for most at least) elementary grade school days, where your biggest worry would be whether your best friend would change her strawberry milk for your chocolate at lunch time. Or whether Mrs. Strait would give you an “extra star today for being extra sweeeetttttt!” Awww, its so nostalgic it makes me want to throw the thirty pound mass attached to my back out the window, and take out the foam mat, blankie, and Welchs grape juice box.

Ok, whoever can say all their ABCs will get an EXTRA sprinkled sugar cookie for snack time today!

No bills to pay. No homework to worry about. No annoying junk mail in your e-mail inbox. And the only orange colored people on the TV screen were the oompa-loompas. Oh, but there is one thing some Girlys have taken from the golden years. The game of Tag.

Now some of you are guilty as charged with playing a grown up version of Tag. Your interested in a guy, he is interested in you, but you don’t let him know your that interested so you trick yourself into thinking you have the upper hand (which we have ALREADY… it’s called your vagina. Yeah, I said it) so you won’t seem like a “slut” to your other closet slut friends that are telling you “Girllllllll, don’t call HIM, have him call YOU, have him pick you up and pay for the dinner and pay pay pay pay, cause that is the ONLY way you will know if he really likes you.” Cause OBVIOUSLY guys that just generally like you throw cash at you every time they see you. We have a name for women that guys throw cash at: Strippers.

stripper

Stop it! Stop with the back and forth game of tag. Tag your it! Now tag YOUR it! It is annoying, it promotes this thing called blue balls (Yeah, we will go along with this blue balls thing… for now. :p), and he will probably trash talk about you to his boys. One thing women fail to realize about men, if they want the vagina, they will exhaust every option until they get the vagina. They are persistent, especially when its harder to get. So whether you play this in life Tag game for three weeks, three months, or three years (wow) if he wants the vag that bad, he will most likely wait it out.

NOW, on the other side is the sweet guy that actually likes you, and only wants your vagina after getting to know you first. Playing Tag may send him to play in the sandbox with a more understanding young lady. Thus, leaving you single, alone, and defenseless against jerkface (who is always on the prowl.) And even more annoying, your closet slut friends will totally change ideologies on you with the famous line of…

“I told you so!”

So remember these three words when you think about playing Tag: Single, alone, blue balls. And…. don’t read this with your kids, it will just ruin it for the poor things.

xoxo,

T

October 1, 2011

Dear Girlys,

by T

You ever felt so unmotivated that you just laid in bed ALL DAY- literally watching time melt away into the night. I have. I have been doing it for the past few days now. When I started this blog, I aimed to post everyday (once I finally posted of course). And look, it has been a three day gap in my posting. Three days wasted, in my book. Let us just see the possibilities I could have done with this blog in three days:

  1. I could have commented on other blogs to make myself known.
  2. I could have improved upon my banner.
  3. I could have thought up a logo.
  4. I could have written something! Anything!
  5. I could have just stared at the screen endlessly until some creative spark came upon me.
  6. I could have just Facebooked all my time away.

But, despite all these “I could have” scenarios, I did come across some pretty awesome blogs. Did I mention I am a Public Relations major? I am a Public Relations major. Blog Roll-up!

here

this is awesome

love this

here

dude, wtf!

yes

awesomeness

FashPR

RSP

So yeah, that is where I have been for the past few days. In between schooling and interviewing this dude for my personality profile assignment. Amongst all that action, I have felt sort of unmotivated and uninspired. Do you ever just have those few days where it seems everything is just… stupid? You let the feeling fester so much that it actually makes everything and everyone you come in contact with a drag. Me and my boyfriend were not even as happy as we usually are. Because of moods.

But moods is not what I want to discuss here. I don’t want to lay in bed half the day, hell, I am evening struggling with waking up before half the day is gone. It has got to stop. And I am not knocking sleep, cause anyone that knows me well knows I love me some sleep. But, I feel like sleeping so much can make you lose focus. And it has, for me. I am going off on a tangent, the focus here isn’t sleep either.

 

So what is it T?

The focus here is motivation and knowing your purpose. If you know your purpose, having the motivation behind it gives you the thrust to excel. Fast. I want to excel so fast that my mere stamina knocks bitches down. But, I also want to be there to pick them back up (if they aren’t hatin’ ^_~ ). I want all you Girlys and Guys out there to find your purpose. Don’t find it in someone else. Find it in yourself. Live well. Ask questions. Don’t take no for an answer. Always expect more, and nothing less. Love like you mean it, and don’t hate for nothing. LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE!

 

XOXO,

T