Christmas is my favorite holiday. The gifts, the decorations, the closeness of family, and the cold weather is what makes Christmas great.
I’ll admit, almost every Christmas I tend to be a selfish person. Since I am the youngest in my family, I have been a spoiled brat and have always received what I wanted. This year, I wish to not be selfish and actually get my family what they want.
I am infatuated with designer clothes, shoes, and purses; and for some reason, I believe that my family wants the same thing. I am not selfish in the sense that I won’t buy them anything; I am selfish in the sense that I won’t buy them something they want. I love to shop, so when I do, I only go to stores I like.
Prior to Christmas, I usually drop hints of what I want. I have yet to do that this year because I don’t want my family to feel pressured into getting me something expensive. Instead, I have been trying to figure out what my family wants and staying far away from intertwining my interests with their interests.
I have been a victim many times of being in the mall and falling in love with something that I think someone else might like just because I like it. Last Christmas, I was in Nordstrom’s and I absolutely fell in love with a shiny Valentino shawl that I thought my mom would like. In reality, I loved it, and it was an item that would only fulfill my fashion appetite. I bought the shawl anyway, and on Christmas day my mom opened her gift to a surprisingly expensive piece of fabric that she had no use for. So what did I do? I kept the shawl for myself because I figured it would be a shame to return it. My mom was then left without a gift.
I offered to buy her something she wanted, but I believe she was angry at the fact that I never take the time to realize that what I want is not something everyone else would want.
Once I begin my Christmas shopping, I am going to stay away from all stores that I enjoy shopping at. I must say I am a bit of a shopaholic because everything I see, I must have, even if I am buying it for someone else. I have always had the belief that just because I like something, someone else will like it, but that is not the case. I guess I fulfill my need to shop when I buy someone else a gift of something I like. It seems as if I have never made anyone happy with the gifts that I buy or I how I react if they don’t buy me something I want.
Christmas is not just about receiving the material things, nor is it about who can buy the best gifts. In the end, spreading the holiday spirit is what really matters and seeing everyone happy should make me happy.
Monday, December 7, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
A Thanksgiving Frenzy
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays. I always await the turkey, the garlic mashed potatoes, the green bean casserole, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie, but best of all, my crazy energetic and lively family.
The day started with my cousins coming up from Los Angeles. I was not surprised at all when my cousin Angel told us that she left her husband in L.A. because she no longer wanted to be with him. She has been trying to get away from him for the longest time and she used Thanksgiving as an excuse to leave L.A. Angel was only supposed to be visiting, but she brought plenty of things showing that she was here permanently (without her husband).
Later on that day, my grandmother was so happy about all the family getting together that she could hardly wait for everyone to show up. My grandmother lives right down the street from my parent’s house. She can barely see or walk anymore, but she still tried to make it over to my parent’s house on her own. The funny thing about it is, she did make it; however, she fell on the front porch because she couldn’t climb up the stairs. Next thing you know, my mom hears my dog Nala barking loudly. After Nala barked for about ten minutes, my mom finally went outside to see why she was barking. My grandmother was laid out on the front porch and my other dog Dooeny was trying to pick her up. Nala and Dooney are both pitbulls, but are extremely friendly. My grandmother has fallen many times and each time Nala and Dooney try to rescue her.
Once my mom finally picks my grandmother off the ground, she goes back into the house with my grandmother on her arm to find that the beans burned while she was outside. The smoke alarms in the house were going off like the crazy, both Nala and Dooney were acting like little terrors running up and down the stairs in the house and trying to find a way of getting a hold of the ham. My mom thought she was going to go crazy with the two over-energetic dogs and an elderly woman that can no longer hold her own. My mom finally got it together and settled everyone down.
If you thought everything was going to come together now, you were wrong. After my mom no longer cared about the beans she burned because all the other food came out just fine, the rest of my family started showing up to my parent’s house including Angel’s husband. How funny, she thought she could get away from him. I have no clue as to what happened between them, so I will leave that up to your imagination.
Next arrives the beer. Oh boy, here’s where things really get fun. Everyone grabs a beer and there begins the celebration of Thanksgiving drunkenness. Before anyone even has a bite to eat, they have already had about three beers. Next thing you know, everyone is up dancing and acting a fool. The music is going, the arguments between family are minimal, and the food is great.
What a great way to spend the holiday.
The day started with my cousins coming up from Los Angeles. I was not surprised at all when my cousin Angel told us that she left her husband in L.A. because she no longer wanted to be with him. She has been trying to get away from him for the longest time and she used Thanksgiving as an excuse to leave L.A. Angel was only supposed to be visiting, but she brought plenty of things showing that she was here permanently (without her husband).
Later on that day, my grandmother was so happy about all the family getting together that she could hardly wait for everyone to show up. My grandmother lives right down the street from my parent’s house. She can barely see or walk anymore, but she still tried to make it over to my parent’s house on her own. The funny thing about it is, she did make it; however, she fell on the front porch because she couldn’t climb up the stairs. Next thing you know, my mom hears my dog Nala barking loudly. After Nala barked for about ten minutes, my mom finally went outside to see why she was barking. My grandmother was laid out on the front porch and my other dog Dooeny was trying to pick her up. Nala and Dooney are both pitbulls, but are extremely friendly. My grandmother has fallen many times and each time Nala and Dooney try to rescue her.
Once my mom finally picks my grandmother off the ground, she goes back into the house with my grandmother on her arm to find that the beans burned while she was outside. The smoke alarms in the house were going off like the crazy, both Nala and Dooney were acting like little terrors running up and down the stairs in the house and trying to find a way of getting a hold of the ham. My mom thought she was going to go crazy with the two over-energetic dogs and an elderly woman that can no longer hold her own. My mom finally got it together and settled everyone down.
If you thought everything was going to come together now, you were wrong. After my mom no longer cared about the beans she burned because all the other food came out just fine, the rest of my family started showing up to my parent’s house including Angel’s husband. How funny, she thought she could get away from him. I have no clue as to what happened between them, so I will leave that up to your imagination.
Next arrives the beer. Oh boy, here’s where things really get fun. Everyone grabs a beer and there begins the celebration of Thanksgiving drunkenness. Before anyone even has a bite to eat, they have already had about three beers. Next thing you know, everyone is up dancing and acting a fool. The music is going, the arguments between family are minimal, and the food is great.
What a great way to spend the holiday.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Desperate Housewives
Desperate may not even be the right word for the housewives that live on Wisteria Lane. Desperate Housewives is fun and amusing. If you a want wacky concoction of crime, jealousy, affairs, and lives that look like their perfect from the outside looking in mixed into a residential setting then Desperate Housewives is the right show for you.
“The Coffee Cup,” episode eight, is the most recent episode of Desperate Housewives of season six. Just like all other episodes of Desperate Housewives, episode eight was one that would definitely keep your eyes glued to the screen. Each episode of Desperate Housewives begins with a storyline. Episode eight began with a description of a neighborly setting. The Coffee Cup café was shown at the beginning of the episode and was referred back to throughout the show.
There is always something new happening on Desperate Housewives. It’s either an affair or a sex crazed woman. This time it was both plus some. There are different scenes throughout the show that will keep you at the edge of your seat.
The episode begins with Julie bumping into Angie at the local coffee shop and attempts to engage in some small talk. Julie is having an affair with Angie’s husband and thinks that Angie does not know. Angie blatantly says to Julie, “I know you slept with my husband. So I’m thinking we’re past the chit-chat stage.” What a way to start a morning…
Another set of women that don’t like one another very much are Susan and Katherine. Susan was sentenced to community service for having shot Katherine on accident in a prior episode. Katherine stops by unannounced where Susan is picking up garbage and throws a drink on the ground for Susan to pick up. Susan gets Katherine busted for littering and now both women have community service. Did I mention that they’re both in love with the same man? Susan is married to Mike, but Katherine and Mike used to be together. It looks as if Katherine is finally going to let the drama go between them when she says, “It’s time to admit defeat. The man I love chose you.” Katherine then followed up and says that she will never find another man that will make love to her five times a day. Susan instantly freaked out because Mike had never done that with her and became a sex maniac every time she saw her husband Mike.
Desperate Housewives is an interesting portrayal of how housewives act. What if housewives were really just that bored and had crazy antics on a daily basis? The life of a housewife would no longer be seen as just staying home, taking care of the kids, cleaning, and doing laundry.
Tim Stack from Entertainment Weekly said, “Desperate Housewives has once again become a delightful romp after its last two iffy seasons.” The show has had its ups and downs from being good to being just awful. It is coming back together and is more enjoyable than ever.
Desperate Housewives is not like any other show, but dramatic wise I would definitely have to compare it to Cashmere Mafia. Even though Cashmere Mafia shows more women in the workforce and not really being at home, both shows show women having power and having control over most situations.
Desperate Housewives is interesting, comical, and dramatic. There is nothing more you can ask from a show.
“The Coffee Cup,” episode eight, is the most recent episode of Desperate Housewives of season six. Just like all other episodes of Desperate Housewives, episode eight was one that would definitely keep your eyes glued to the screen. Each episode of Desperate Housewives begins with a storyline. Episode eight began with a description of a neighborly setting. The Coffee Cup café was shown at the beginning of the episode and was referred back to throughout the show.
There is always something new happening on Desperate Housewives. It’s either an affair or a sex crazed woman. This time it was both plus some. There are different scenes throughout the show that will keep you at the edge of your seat.
The episode begins with Julie bumping into Angie at the local coffee shop and attempts to engage in some small talk. Julie is having an affair with Angie’s husband and thinks that Angie does not know. Angie blatantly says to Julie, “I know you slept with my husband. So I’m thinking we’re past the chit-chat stage.” What a way to start a morning…
Another set of women that don’t like one another very much are Susan and Katherine. Susan was sentenced to community service for having shot Katherine on accident in a prior episode. Katherine stops by unannounced where Susan is picking up garbage and throws a drink on the ground for Susan to pick up. Susan gets Katherine busted for littering and now both women have community service. Did I mention that they’re both in love with the same man? Susan is married to Mike, but Katherine and Mike used to be together. It looks as if Katherine is finally going to let the drama go between them when she says, “It’s time to admit defeat. The man I love chose you.” Katherine then followed up and says that she will never find another man that will make love to her five times a day. Susan instantly freaked out because Mike had never done that with her and became a sex maniac every time she saw her husband Mike.
Desperate Housewives is an interesting portrayal of how housewives act. What if housewives were really just that bored and had crazy antics on a daily basis? The life of a housewife would no longer be seen as just staying home, taking care of the kids, cleaning, and doing laundry.
Tim Stack from Entertainment Weekly said, “Desperate Housewives has once again become a delightful romp after its last two iffy seasons.” The show has had its ups and downs from being good to being just awful. It is coming back together and is more enjoyable than ever.
Desperate Housewives is not like any other show, but dramatic wise I would definitely have to compare it to Cashmere Mafia. Even though Cashmere Mafia shows more women in the workforce and not really being at home, both shows show women having power and having control over most situations.
Desperate Housewives is interesting, comical, and dramatic. There is nothing more you can ask from a show.
Monday, November 9, 2009
Period.
Women have their periods. It’s nothing to be ashamed of ladies. It happens every month like clock work for most women, and quite honestly, is extremely annoying. Adding to the annoyance of a period is when men think they know everything about the menstrual cycle and blame everything on PMS (premenstrual syndrome).
Men can be just like periods. They can be annoying, cause aches and pains, cause headaches, cause anxiety or panic, cause confusion, cause poor judgment, cause depression, and low self-esteem. The funny thing about it is, a period only comes once a month for about 5 to 7 days and then leaves, but men seem to never want to disappear, even when you want them to.
The menstrual cycle has never been known to appear in the same “flow” every time. Women’s flows can differ from heavy, light, irregular, medium, happening bi-monthly, happening every month, happening four times a year, to just straight up non-existent. There is not such a thing as normal menstruation because every woman is different.
Just like the menstrual cycle differs from time-to-time in women, men also fall into the category of being different toward their women.
An irregular period might just be the most annoying period of them all because you never know when it’s coming and how it’s going to act. Is it going to be heavy or light? Maybe medium? An irregular man is the same way. Is he going to be heavy or light? Maybe medium? His presence will not be known until he arrives, just like an irregular period.
Even though women may hate their periods, they have to love their period when they know what to expect. A period that comes every month at the same time and is always the same is easy to handle. When men are not out of control and women know what to expect, then it’s easy sailing. What’s not to love from something that is expected and is controllable?
A heavy period is one that sits right up top with being the most annoying. Only the ladies can understand what we go through. It can be one of the biggest disturbances any woman can go through. Without getting too graphic, it sometimes seems like it will never stop. The heavy man can also become annoying. Just like a heavy period doesn’t a heavy man seem like he will never stop getting heavier no matter what you do. Tell him to stop eating, he won’t listen. Tell him to go work out, he won’t listen. He only wants to do what he wants to do and enjoy his cycle of life.
The light period is one that many women can enjoy. It is very low maintenance, inexpensive, and easy to manage. The light man is easy-going, headache-free, and controllable. Ahhh… The light man, what a blessing.
The life of the menstrual cycle can last for many years until menopause is present and then your period is terminated. The life of a man is present until you decide you want to terminate him.
Menopause will terminate a period when it feels like doing so. It can take many years for that to happen, but men can be terminated at any given moment.
Men can be just like periods. They can be annoying, cause aches and pains, cause headaches, cause anxiety or panic, cause confusion, cause poor judgment, cause depression, and low self-esteem. The funny thing about it is, a period only comes once a month for about 5 to 7 days and then leaves, but men seem to never want to disappear, even when you want them to.
The menstrual cycle has never been known to appear in the same “flow” every time. Women’s flows can differ from heavy, light, irregular, medium, happening bi-monthly, happening every month, happening four times a year, to just straight up non-existent. There is not such a thing as normal menstruation because every woman is different.
Just like the menstrual cycle differs from time-to-time in women, men also fall into the category of being different toward their women.
An irregular period might just be the most annoying period of them all because you never know when it’s coming and how it’s going to act. Is it going to be heavy or light? Maybe medium? An irregular man is the same way. Is he going to be heavy or light? Maybe medium? His presence will not be known until he arrives, just like an irregular period.
Even though women may hate their periods, they have to love their period when they know what to expect. A period that comes every month at the same time and is always the same is easy to handle. When men are not out of control and women know what to expect, then it’s easy sailing. What’s not to love from something that is expected and is controllable?
A heavy period is one that sits right up top with being the most annoying. Only the ladies can understand what we go through. It can be one of the biggest disturbances any woman can go through. Without getting too graphic, it sometimes seems like it will never stop. The heavy man can also become annoying. Just like a heavy period doesn’t a heavy man seem like he will never stop getting heavier no matter what you do. Tell him to stop eating, he won’t listen. Tell him to go work out, he won’t listen. He only wants to do what he wants to do and enjoy his cycle of life.
The light period is one that many women can enjoy. It is very low maintenance, inexpensive, and easy to manage. The light man is easy-going, headache-free, and controllable. Ahhh… The light man, what a blessing.
The life of the menstrual cycle can last for many years until menopause is present and then your period is terminated. The life of a man is present until you decide you want to terminate him.
Menopause will terminate a period when it feels like doing so. It can take many years for that to happen, but men can be terminated at any given moment.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Candace in the City
The real star of the HBO sitcom Sex and the City began as a columnist. Candace Bushnell began her career as a freelance journalist when she moved to New York City at the age of 19.
New York City is known as “the city that never sleeps.” Bushnell fit right into that category because she quickly picked up the title of “party-goer.” She frequently visited a well-known club in New York City called Studio 54; in which she mentions a lot throughout her columns.
When Bushnell first moved to NYC she sold a children’s story to Simon & Schuster, but it was never published. As any journalist probably experienced throughout their career, Bushnell struggled as a freelance journalist working for various publications for many years. Finally, in 1993, Bushnell started working for the New York Observer where her luck turned around. She created a spunky, sexy, and humorous column that appeared in the paper from 1994 through 1996 called Sex and the City.
The Sex and the City columns were based on Bushnell’s personal dating life and her friend’s dating experiences. In 1997 her columns were published in an anthology also called Sex and the City, and soon became one of the most watched HBO television series under the same name in 1998.
“When I first started writing the column, there were so many women who would come up to me and say: ‘This is me. This is about my life.’ You know, and no one has done it before. And I think that that’s what they’ve done really successfully with the TV series, is they made women feel like it’s about their lives,” Bushnell said.
Sex and the City, either the columns or the sitcom was not just got a good read or a good show to watch; it’s a lifestyle. Bushnell brought out the best in women. She presented empowerment and showed men as just being accessories in women’s lives.
Her columns were based on dating, sex, fashion, and power. The women in Sex and the City wore only designer clothing, lived in the best apartments and disposed of men at any discretion. They had biggest imagination when it came to sex, and any “girl talk” was accepted.
There’s nothing better than reading about real instances that happen in women’s lives. Bushnell wrote many pieces that pertained to sex. Her views on sexual experiences were humorous, but extremely true. Most women would have a hard time talking to anyone about what happens in their sex life, but Bushnell was not afraid to put everything out in the open.
Her funny and enticing columns led Bushnell to success. Sex and the City is one of the most watched HBO series. Sex and the City came to a grand finale in 2004, and became a successful motion picture in 2004.
Bushnell is currently still writing. She has written several books and had one turned into another sitcom called Lipstick Jungle. Lipstick Jungle only had 20 episodes; it was not very successful.
Bushnell’s life as a columnist brought her success and enjoyment. Her columns portrayed the life of women as fun, fashionable, and open.
New York City is known as “the city that never sleeps.” Bushnell fit right into that category because she quickly picked up the title of “party-goer.” She frequently visited a well-known club in New York City called Studio 54; in which she mentions a lot throughout her columns.
When Bushnell first moved to NYC she sold a children’s story to Simon & Schuster, but it was never published. As any journalist probably experienced throughout their career, Bushnell struggled as a freelance journalist working for various publications for many years. Finally, in 1993, Bushnell started working for the New York Observer where her luck turned around. She created a spunky, sexy, and humorous column that appeared in the paper from 1994 through 1996 called Sex and the City.
The Sex and the City columns were based on Bushnell’s personal dating life and her friend’s dating experiences. In 1997 her columns were published in an anthology also called Sex and the City, and soon became one of the most watched HBO television series under the same name in 1998.
“When I first started writing the column, there were so many women who would come up to me and say: ‘This is me. This is about my life.’ You know, and no one has done it before. And I think that that’s what they’ve done really successfully with the TV series, is they made women feel like it’s about their lives,” Bushnell said.
Sex and the City, either the columns or the sitcom was not just got a good read or a good show to watch; it’s a lifestyle. Bushnell brought out the best in women. She presented empowerment and showed men as just being accessories in women’s lives.
Her columns were based on dating, sex, fashion, and power. The women in Sex and the City wore only designer clothing, lived in the best apartments and disposed of men at any discretion. They had biggest imagination when it came to sex, and any “girl talk” was accepted.
There’s nothing better than reading about real instances that happen in women’s lives. Bushnell wrote many pieces that pertained to sex. Her views on sexual experiences were humorous, but extremely true. Most women would have a hard time talking to anyone about what happens in their sex life, but Bushnell was not afraid to put everything out in the open.
Her funny and enticing columns led Bushnell to success. Sex and the City is one of the most watched HBO series. Sex and the City came to a grand finale in 2004, and became a successful motion picture in 2004.
Bushnell is currently still writing. She has written several books and had one turned into another sitcom called Lipstick Jungle. Lipstick Jungle only had 20 episodes; it was not very successful.
Bushnell’s life as a columnist brought her success and enjoyment. Her columns portrayed the life of women as fun, fashionable, and open.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Dig your Spoon into something new...
Let’s do it “The Big Spoon Way.” Frozen yogurt for breakfast is not anyone’s typical morning pick-me-up; however, it is quite delicious.
Upon entering Big Spoon Yogurt on J Street, a friendly employee handed out miniature cups for sample tasting and made everyone feel welcome. It’s a serve-yourself-type-of-place, but once the digging in begins there’s no stopping.
There is not much service involved in the Big Spoon Yogurt desert bar. Since everything is out in the open and attainable with spoons, cups, and handles there is no need for help. It’s probably better to serve yourself anyway because of the many choices involved. All flavors are right-in-your-face so it makes it fairly easy to grab anything and fill up to create a treat. Even though there is not much service involved, all the employees are pleasant and helpful. If anything is needed the employees are happy to help. Asking for anything is not a problem.
The process of make your own frozen yogurt treat begins with selecting a flavor of frozen yogurt. Big Spoon offers, peanut butter, raspberry, vanilla bean, original tart, very berry, and milk chocolate. All flavors are flavorful, so it makes it fairly difficult to choose just one! Choosing one flavor of frozen yogurt is not the most difficult task because there are many toppings that still need to be chosen. Decisions…. Decisions….
Once the frozen yogurt is picked, the next step is picking through the many toppings Big Spoon has to offer. There are soooooo many choices! Everyone has a different preference of what they like; at Big Spoon, there are over 75 flavorful toppings, so even the picky eater can find something.
The toppings range from gummy sharks, candy corn, yogurt chips, honey smacks, cheesecake bites, maraschino cherries teddy grahams, to cashews, cookies and cream, chocolate syrup and whip cream just to name a few.
After going through the many decisions of what flavors will partake in the taste bud explosion, simply take the cup to the register. At this point, the cup will be weighed and then the grand total will be announced. With so many choices of frozen yogurt and toppings, remember that it is 39 cents an ounce, so overloading the cup can add up.
After paying for the tasty treat there’s nothing left to do, but sit down and enjoy. The flavors are fresh and delightful. The rich tasting flavors of fruits, candy, syrup topping, and yogurt are suitable for an excellent desert. It doesn’t matter what time of the day it is, a frozen yogurt treat with toppings that can meet anyone’s expectations is great.
Big Spoon Yogurt is one of the best places to have desert. If frozen yogurt is a favorite then this place is THE place to be. The atmosphere is fun and colorful and is topped off by bright lighting. Everything that is wanted out of a yogurt place is at Big Spoon Yogurt. Bursting flavors, bright lighting, colorful artwork, and cheerful employees is what desert is all about.
Desert time just got better.
Upon entering Big Spoon Yogurt on J Street, a friendly employee handed out miniature cups for sample tasting and made everyone feel welcome. It’s a serve-yourself-type-of-place, but once the digging in begins there’s no stopping.
There is not much service involved in the Big Spoon Yogurt desert bar. Since everything is out in the open and attainable with spoons, cups, and handles there is no need for help. It’s probably better to serve yourself anyway because of the many choices involved. All flavors are right-in-your-face so it makes it fairly easy to grab anything and fill up to create a treat. Even though there is not much service involved, all the employees are pleasant and helpful. If anything is needed the employees are happy to help. Asking for anything is not a problem.
The process of make your own frozen yogurt treat begins with selecting a flavor of frozen yogurt. Big Spoon offers, peanut butter, raspberry, vanilla bean, original tart, very berry, and milk chocolate. All flavors are flavorful, so it makes it fairly difficult to choose just one! Choosing one flavor of frozen yogurt is not the most difficult task because there are many toppings that still need to be chosen. Decisions…. Decisions….
Once the frozen yogurt is picked, the next step is picking through the many toppings Big Spoon has to offer. There are soooooo many choices! Everyone has a different preference of what they like; at Big Spoon, there are over 75 flavorful toppings, so even the picky eater can find something.
The toppings range from gummy sharks, candy corn, yogurt chips, honey smacks, cheesecake bites, maraschino cherries teddy grahams, to cashews, cookies and cream, chocolate syrup and whip cream just to name a few.
After going through the many decisions of what flavors will partake in the taste bud explosion, simply take the cup to the register. At this point, the cup will be weighed and then the grand total will be announced. With so many choices of frozen yogurt and toppings, remember that it is 39 cents an ounce, so overloading the cup can add up.
After paying for the tasty treat there’s nothing left to do, but sit down and enjoy. The flavors are fresh and delightful. The rich tasting flavors of fruits, candy, syrup topping, and yogurt are suitable for an excellent desert. It doesn’t matter what time of the day it is, a frozen yogurt treat with toppings that can meet anyone’s expectations is great.
Big Spoon Yogurt is one of the best places to have desert. If frozen yogurt is a favorite then this place is THE place to be. The atmosphere is fun and colorful and is topped off by bright lighting. Everything that is wanted out of a yogurt place is at Big Spoon Yogurt. Bursting flavors, bright lighting, colorful artwork, and cheerful employees is what desert is all about.
Desert time just got better.
Monday, October 19, 2009
The significance of a bra...
Men and bras are pretty similar. Some give support, others don’t. Comparing men to bras is a compelling, yet a funny thought. How can the two possibly be similar? Let’s find out…
Bras were first developed in the 1920s. They were simply undergarments that were supposed to provide support for women’s breasts. Now there are many kinds, and somehow men can easily be compared to them.
Let’s start out with the training bra. The training bra is designed for pre-teen girls who are in the early stages of breast development. The cups come without underwire support, and helps girls become accustomed to wearing a bra. Men have to be trained. Women usually train men them into how they want them, until they can move to the next stage. Once they start maturing it is safe to say that they can move up from the training portion.
Sports bras are made for active women who engage in physical exercise. The bras are supposed to fit comfortably. Now don’t most men like sports and like to sit comfortably watching them? Many men can sit for hours after hours watching sports. Some ladies do not enjoy sports, while others do. For the ladies who do not like sports, watching sports can get annoying. Once Monday night football comes around, a lot of ladies can become irritated because all eyes are on football.
The minimizer bra is one that may not be worn by many women. It is commonly sought out by large-breasted women who wish to reduce the appearance of their breasts by a cup size or two. It’s funny to think that some women wish to not only minimize the size of their breasts, but also the size of their men. Women may not tell their boyfriends that they are becoming large and they need to do something to stop it because they are too big. There’s not some type of body bag women can put over their boyfriend’s to reduce their size, but at least if their breasts are too big they can use a minimizer bra to adjust that problem.
Built-in bras are extremely convenient. They are built into clothing, so another bra doesn’t need to be worn. Some men are simply just convenient to women. There is one thing men rather not hear; that they are being used. Believe it or not, some women do use men to get what they need, which makes them extremely convenient just like a built-in bra.
The padded bra is one that many women use because it adds volume to their breasts. Many men may wish that there was some type of padding they can use. Hmmm…. The unmentionable won’t be mentioned, but there are many enhancement products on the market that are made for men. Too bad they just can’t throw on a padded bra and appear to be enhanced.
Bras and men. Who would have ever thought the two can be compared? Believe it or not, it has come to make a lot of sense.
Bras were first developed in the 1920s. They were simply undergarments that were supposed to provide support for women’s breasts. Now there are many kinds, and somehow men can easily be compared to them.
Let’s start out with the training bra. The training bra is designed for pre-teen girls who are in the early stages of breast development. The cups come without underwire support, and helps girls become accustomed to wearing a bra. Men have to be trained. Women usually train men them into how they want them, until they can move to the next stage. Once they start maturing it is safe to say that they can move up from the training portion.
Sports bras are made for active women who engage in physical exercise. The bras are supposed to fit comfortably. Now don’t most men like sports and like to sit comfortably watching them? Many men can sit for hours after hours watching sports. Some ladies do not enjoy sports, while others do. For the ladies who do not like sports, watching sports can get annoying. Once Monday night football comes around, a lot of ladies can become irritated because all eyes are on football.
The minimizer bra is one that may not be worn by many women. It is commonly sought out by large-breasted women who wish to reduce the appearance of their breasts by a cup size or two. It’s funny to think that some women wish to not only minimize the size of their breasts, but also the size of their men. Women may not tell their boyfriends that they are becoming large and they need to do something to stop it because they are too big. There’s not some type of body bag women can put over their boyfriend’s to reduce their size, but at least if their breasts are too big they can use a minimizer bra to adjust that problem.
Built-in bras are extremely convenient. They are built into clothing, so another bra doesn’t need to be worn. Some men are simply just convenient to women. There is one thing men rather not hear; that they are being used. Believe it or not, some women do use men to get what they need, which makes them extremely convenient just like a built-in bra.
The padded bra is one that many women use because it adds volume to their breasts. Many men may wish that there was some type of padding they can use. Hmmm…. The unmentionable won’t be mentioned, but there are many enhancement products on the market that are made for men. Too bad they just can’t throw on a padded bra and appear to be enhanced.
Bras and men. Who would have ever thought the two can be compared? Believe it or not, it has come to make a lot of sense.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
I am a what?.... Not a phoenix...
California is home to 23 California State Universities. “I am a Phoenix” has never been in any of the students vocabulary. William Tierney, professor of higher education at the University of Southern California has thought-up a far fetched proposal that students attending the CSU school system will one day say, “I am a Phoenix.”
And get this, the whole CSU school will only be worth 2.3 billion to buy.
According to dictionary.com a phoenix is a person or thing of peerless beauty or excellence. According to the University of Phoenix, being a phoenix will get you anywhere you need to be in life while still living your life and attending school part-time. Hmmm…. Interesting thought. The University of Phoenix lacks tenure for professors, most classes are taught online and the debt for students will be a lot higher when compared to other universities.
How does phoenix mean beauty again? Being a “phoenix” is a little sketchy. If CSU students wanted to be a phoenix, wouldn’t they just attend The University of Phoenix?
Tierney’s proposal is mind-boggling. It actually makes my blood boil a bit just by thinking about it. Its actually a little insulting. Lets be honest, most of the classes that are taught in this so-called “university” are online. Ok ok! So what if it gives you freedom to do your work when you want to, but how exactly are students learning?
Getting an education shouldn’t be easy. It takes hard work and effort. Just sitting at a computer and not doing anything hands-on shouldn’t be considered as receiving a degree.
Is being more in debt and acquiring an easier degree really worth being a phoenix? What about the 16 percent graduation rate? Whoa! That is pretty darn low! 16 percent graduation rate seems like there is some sort of a problem. Excuse me, there must be a big problem!
The University of Phoenix is known for its part-time professors, instructional shortcuts and recruiting abuse. I would want to drop out too if I had to be put through such lousy education.
Of course since most classes are taught online, the course work is cut shorter. If you think about it, attending The University of Phoenix is like attending summer school year around. For any of you who have attended summer school, you know what I’m talking about. You have to cram a lot of information into your brain in a limited amount of time. Its stressful right? You rush to get the work done and can’t do as great as a job because everything is in such a hurry. Now why would you want to do a half job when receiving a degree?
The 23-CSU campuses are homes to 450,000 students. Why in the world would Tierney even think that they all want to say, “I am a Phoenix?” The school system is going through some tough times right now, but what isn’t? The economy is bad, but many students are still proposing themselves somehow to attend school and achieve a real degree.
I think I much rather say, “I am a CSU, I worked hard for my degree.”
And get this, the whole CSU school will only be worth 2.3 billion to buy.
According to dictionary.com a phoenix is a person or thing of peerless beauty or excellence. According to the University of Phoenix, being a phoenix will get you anywhere you need to be in life while still living your life and attending school part-time. Hmmm…. Interesting thought. The University of Phoenix lacks tenure for professors, most classes are taught online and the debt for students will be a lot higher when compared to other universities.
How does phoenix mean beauty again? Being a “phoenix” is a little sketchy. If CSU students wanted to be a phoenix, wouldn’t they just attend The University of Phoenix?
Tierney’s proposal is mind-boggling. It actually makes my blood boil a bit just by thinking about it. Its actually a little insulting. Lets be honest, most of the classes that are taught in this so-called “university” are online. Ok ok! So what if it gives you freedom to do your work when you want to, but how exactly are students learning?
Getting an education shouldn’t be easy. It takes hard work and effort. Just sitting at a computer and not doing anything hands-on shouldn’t be considered as receiving a degree.
Is being more in debt and acquiring an easier degree really worth being a phoenix? What about the 16 percent graduation rate? Whoa! That is pretty darn low! 16 percent graduation rate seems like there is some sort of a problem. Excuse me, there must be a big problem!
The University of Phoenix is known for its part-time professors, instructional shortcuts and recruiting abuse. I would want to drop out too if I had to be put through such lousy education.
Of course since most classes are taught online, the course work is cut shorter. If you think about it, attending The University of Phoenix is like attending summer school year around. For any of you who have attended summer school, you know what I’m talking about. You have to cram a lot of information into your brain in a limited amount of time. Its stressful right? You rush to get the work done and can’t do as great as a job because everything is in such a hurry. Now why would you want to do a half job when receiving a degree?
The 23-CSU campuses are homes to 450,000 students. Why in the world would Tierney even think that they all want to say, “I am a Phoenix?” The school system is going through some tough times right now, but what isn’t? The economy is bad, but many students are still proposing themselves somehow to attend school and achieve a real degree.
I think I much rather say, “I am a CSU, I worked hard for my degree.”
Monday, October 5, 2009
I am Hip Hop
“I’m allergic to broke, I’m addicted to stuntin’, I’m infatuated with h*es, and I’m in love with money,” rapper Plies says in his song “I’m in love with money.”
Every category Plies just broke down in his chorus is the epitome of what rappers tend rap about in their songs. Even though their music is extremely catchy and the genre of Hip Hop music keeps booming, it is brainwashing the youth.
Who ever thought that a genre of music would be considered a lifestyle? In Hip Hop, everything is flashy, big, pretty, and worth an extreme amount of money. Unfortunately, everything that is seen on T.V. cannot be reenacted in real life.
The youth watch their favorite rappers in hopes that maybe one day everything they have can be attainable. The issue at hand is the lyrics and lifestyle. It is not uncanny to believe that lyrics in rap songs do not influence youths. Of course they are influenced by the lyrics and the glamour that comes along with Hip Hop. Lets be honest, who wouldn’t want a lot of money, fame and a fabulous life?
The roles of men and women in the Hip Hop life are depicted just as any form of masculinity and femininity. Men, for example, have all the money and are in power. Women are usually considered to be inferior and a lot of the time are exploited as being objects to men.
Young men see the images of being in power and having women do what they please, so they believe that life should be that way. This is where the issue comes into play. They can grow up to be disrespectful toward women and believe that the only way to have power is through having a lot of money by becoming an artist.
The interesting thing is that breaking into the world of Hip Hop is not as easy as many young artists believe it can be. Lets take myspace into perspective. There are many pages on myspace that showcase artists and their music. A lot of the artists are not well-known and may never make it into the industry. My question is, what happens to the youth that are extremely focused on music and don’t do anything else to try to set up their future?
Well, the Hip Hop world portrays a lifestyle in which it is fine to be thugs, gangsters, and drug dealers. I guess its ok to be anything as long as you’re getting money right? If your broke it seems as if the joke is on you. A vast majority of the time any occupation that has the words gangster, drug dealer, or thug in it will more than likely just get you into trouble and end up in jail. I don’t see how that lifestyle is glamorous.
The youth that is being extremely influenced by Hip Hop should realize that its not all that its made up to be. Most lyrics in Hip Hop are extremely offensive toward pretty much everyone. Now don’t get me wrong, Hip Hop is not the only genre of music that has offensive lyrics, but it is the one that many of the youth follow.
The lyrics are catchy, the dances are entertaining, and the lifestyle is portrayed as glamorous. Hip Hop is made to “stunt” (another term for stand out or be seen). There is nothing wrong with being part of Hip Hop. The issues only begin when the youth want to be Hip Hop so bad that it takes over their train of thought.
Every category Plies just broke down in his chorus is the epitome of what rappers tend rap about in their songs. Even though their music is extremely catchy and the genre of Hip Hop music keeps booming, it is brainwashing the youth.
Who ever thought that a genre of music would be considered a lifestyle? In Hip Hop, everything is flashy, big, pretty, and worth an extreme amount of money. Unfortunately, everything that is seen on T.V. cannot be reenacted in real life.
The youth watch their favorite rappers in hopes that maybe one day everything they have can be attainable. The issue at hand is the lyrics and lifestyle. It is not uncanny to believe that lyrics in rap songs do not influence youths. Of course they are influenced by the lyrics and the glamour that comes along with Hip Hop. Lets be honest, who wouldn’t want a lot of money, fame and a fabulous life?
The roles of men and women in the Hip Hop life are depicted just as any form of masculinity and femininity. Men, for example, have all the money and are in power. Women are usually considered to be inferior and a lot of the time are exploited as being objects to men.
Young men see the images of being in power and having women do what they please, so they believe that life should be that way. This is where the issue comes into play. They can grow up to be disrespectful toward women and believe that the only way to have power is through having a lot of money by becoming an artist.
The interesting thing is that breaking into the world of Hip Hop is not as easy as many young artists believe it can be. Lets take myspace into perspective. There are many pages on myspace that showcase artists and their music. A lot of the artists are not well-known and may never make it into the industry. My question is, what happens to the youth that are extremely focused on music and don’t do anything else to try to set up their future?
Well, the Hip Hop world portrays a lifestyle in which it is fine to be thugs, gangsters, and drug dealers. I guess its ok to be anything as long as you’re getting money right? If your broke it seems as if the joke is on you. A vast majority of the time any occupation that has the words gangster, drug dealer, or thug in it will more than likely just get you into trouble and end up in jail. I don’t see how that lifestyle is glamorous.
The youth that is being extremely influenced by Hip Hop should realize that its not all that its made up to be. Most lyrics in Hip Hop are extremely offensive toward pretty much everyone. Now don’t get me wrong, Hip Hop is not the only genre of music that has offensive lyrics, but it is the one that many of the youth follow.
The lyrics are catchy, the dances are entertaining, and the lifestyle is portrayed as glamorous. Hip Hop is made to “stunt” (another term for stand out or be seen). There is nothing wrong with being part of Hip Hop. The issues only begin when the youth want to be Hip Hop so bad that it takes over their train of thought.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Revised Column... Vegas
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Is it to surprise that what happens in Vegas doesn’t necessarily stay in Vegas? The saying is catchy, but it never quite works the way it’s stated.
Sin city, or city of lights? Call it what you like, but Vegas is a place where anything goes and the rules are meant to be broken.
Earlier this month three of my friends and I decided to go to Vegas on a whim for Labor Day weekend. Since the trip was planned unexpectedly, it was too expensive to book a flight, so we decided to drive. It takes eight to nine hours to drive to Vegas, so we were in for a long trip in which we hoped to stay out of trouble.
As soon as we crossed the Sacramento county line and barely made it into Elk Grove, a California Highway Patrol Officer decides to pull us over. Wow! We hadn’t even made out of California and barely out of Sacramento without getting into trouble. My friend Jessica was driving and unfortunately she was speeding. Not to mention that it was also her birthday weekend. It was nerve wrecking getting pulled over because we had loaded up the trunk with alcohol. Can you really blame us? Come on! We were on our way to Vegas. Of course we were not drinking and driving, but you just never know if we could have gotten into trouble for having that much alcohol in our possession. The cop was a fairly nice man only up to the part when Jessica told him that she didn’t have her registration.
The cop pulled us all out of the car because he thought it was stolen. How funny is that?! No registration, bottles of alcohol and only a dream to have fun that weekend. The cop never gave Jessica a chance to explain that she just recently bought the car and was unaware that when you receive the tags in the mail, the registration is in the same envelope. She put the new tags on the car, but threw away the registration. Luckily enough, he just gave her a speeding ticket, never checked the trunk full of alcohol, and let us go.
Eight hours later we arrive in Vegas and couldn’t be anymore relieved. We had managed to have a safe trip.
Our night in Vegas started off with drinks and dancing. We were having a great time until we have a bad run-in with some girls. That’s right, we got into a fight and instantly got spoken to by the Las Vegas police. We managed to talk our way out of being in trouble, but fighting is not something we would have wanted to get into in the first place. Fortunately for us, nothing major happened.
Whoever said third time is a charm is an a**-hole. How in the world could we possibly get in trouble with the police again? Sometimes being in Vegas doesn’t make you quite the most intellectual-college-educated-person you may be, so your attention span may not be at its highest. My friend Mary somehow swapped her license and credit card with someone else at the bar. Later on that evening, she obviously wasn’t paying attention and tried to use the I.D. and the credit card elsewhere. What a coincidence it was to think that the credit card was the exact same one she had just with a different name. A near-by cop was called. He thought we had stolen the credit card and the I.D.
Even throughout all the different mishaps, I might say we still had a great time. What happened in Vegas didn’t necessarily stay there because we came back with hangovers, a ticket, and almost a police record.
Sin city, or city of lights? Call it what you like, but Vegas is a place where anything goes and the rules are meant to be broken.
Earlier this month three of my friends and I decided to go to Vegas on a whim for Labor Day weekend. Since the trip was planned unexpectedly, it was too expensive to book a flight, so we decided to drive. It takes eight to nine hours to drive to Vegas, so we were in for a long trip in which we hoped to stay out of trouble.
As soon as we crossed the Sacramento county line and barely made it into Elk Grove, a California Highway Patrol Officer decides to pull us over. Wow! We hadn’t even made out of California and barely out of Sacramento without getting into trouble. My friend Jessica was driving and unfortunately she was speeding. Not to mention that it was also her birthday weekend. It was nerve wrecking getting pulled over because we had loaded up the trunk with alcohol. Can you really blame us? Come on! We were on our way to Vegas. Of course we were not drinking and driving, but you just never know if we could have gotten into trouble for having that much alcohol in our possession. The cop was a fairly nice man only up to the part when Jessica told him that she didn’t have her registration.
The cop pulled us all out of the car because he thought it was stolen. How funny is that?! No registration, bottles of alcohol and only a dream to have fun that weekend. The cop never gave Jessica a chance to explain that she just recently bought the car and was unaware that when you receive the tags in the mail, the registration is in the same envelope. She put the new tags on the car, but threw away the registration. Luckily enough, he just gave her a speeding ticket, never checked the trunk full of alcohol, and let us go.
Eight hours later we arrive in Vegas and couldn’t be anymore relieved. We had managed to have a safe trip.
Our night in Vegas started off with drinks and dancing. We were having a great time until we have a bad run-in with some girls. That’s right, we got into a fight and instantly got spoken to by the Las Vegas police. We managed to talk our way out of being in trouble, but fighting is not something we would have wanted to get into in the first place. Fortunately for us, nothing major happened.
Whoever said third time is a charm is an a**-hole. How in the world could we possibly get in trouble with the police again? Sometimes being in Vegas doesn’t make you quite the most intellectual-college-educated-person you may be, so your attention span may not be at its highest. My friend Mary somehow swapped her license and credit card with someone else at the bar. Later on that evening, she obviously wasn’t paying attention and tried to use the I.D. and the credit card elsewhere. What a coincidence it was to think that the credit card was the exact same one she had just with a different name. A near-by cop was called. He thought we had stolen the credit card and the I.D.
Even throughout all the different mishaps, I might say we still had a great time. What happened in Vegas didn’t necessarily stay there because we came back with hangovers, a ticket, and almost a police record.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Sin City... Where Trouble Begins
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Is it to surprise that what happens in Vegas doesn’t necessarily stay in Vegas? The saying is catchy, but it never quite works the way it’s stated.
Sin city, or city of lights? Call it what you like, but Vegas is a place where anything goes and the rules are meant to be broken.
Earlier this month my friends and I decided to go to Vegas on a whim for Labor Day weekend. Since the trip was planned unexpectedly, it was too expensive to book a flight, so we decided to drive. It takes eight to nine hours to drive to Vegas, so we were in for a long trip in which we hoped to stay out of trouble.
As soon as we crossed the Sacramento county line and barely made it into Elk Grove, a cop decides to pull us over. Wow! We hadn’t even made out of California and barely out of Sacramento without getting into trouble. My friend was driving and unfortunately she was speeding. Not to mention that it was also her birthday weekend. It was nerve wrecking getting pulled over because we had loaded up the trunk with alcohol. Can you really blame us? Come on! We were on our way to Vegas. Of course we were not drinking and driving, but you just never know if we could have gotten into trouble for having that much alcohol in our possession. The cop was a fairly nice man only up to the part when my friend told the him that she didn’t have her registration with her.
The cop pulled us all out of the car because he thought it was stolen. How funny is that?! No registration, bottles of alcohol and only a dream to have fun that weekend. The cop never gave her a chance to explain that she just recently bought the car and was unaware that the paper that comes along with the new tags is actually the registration; in which she had thrown away. Luckily enough, he just gave her a speeding ticket and let us go.
Eight hours later we arrive in Vegas and couldn’t be anymore relieved. We had managed to have a safe trip.
Safe couldn’t last forever. The reason to go to Vegas is to let loose and have fun right? Well, I guess maybe sometimes you can be having way to much fun and end up in the police station for having a brawl at a club. Of course it wasn’t our fault! Things happen right? It was literally only the first night there, and we had already gotten into trouble with the police twice. Once again, we got lucky and were let go.
So we go on with our trip and get no sleep. Still halfway drunk from the night’s entertainment. We start gambling and have more and more drinks coming our way which honestly does not make you aware that you are losing money. For some odd reason, we don’t care and keep going at it because were having the greatest time ever.
Whoever said third time is a charm is an a**-hole. How in the world could we possibly get in trouble with the police again? Sometimes being in Vegas doesn’t make you quite the most intellectual-college-educated-person you may be, so your attention span may not be at its highest. My friend somehow swapped her license and credit card with someone else at the bar. Later on that evening, she obviously wasn’t paying attention and tried to use the I.D. and the credit card elsewhere. What a coincidence it was to think that the credit card was the exact same one she had just with a different name. A near-by cop was called. He thought we had stolen the credit card and the I.D.
Even throughout all the different mishaps, I might say we still had a great time. What happened in Vegas didn’t necessarily stay there because we came back with hangovers, a ticket, and almost a police record.
Sin city, or city of lights? Call it what you like, but Vegas is a place where anything goes and the rules are meant to be broken.
Earlier this month my friends and I decided to go to Vegas on a whim for Labor Day weekend. Since the trip was planned unexpectedly, it was too expensive to book a flight, so we decided to drive. It takes eight to nine hours to drive to Vegas, so we were in for a long trip in which we hoped to stay out of trouble.
As soon as we crossed the Sacramento county line and barely made it into Elk Grove, a cop decides to pull us over. Wow! We hadn’t even made out of California and barely out of Sacramento without getting into trouble. My friend was driving and unfortunately she was speeding. Not to mention that it was also her birthday weekend. It was nerve wrecking getting pulled over because we had loaded up the trunk with alcohol. Can you really blame us? Come on! We were on our way to Vegas. Of course we were not drinking and driving, but you just never know if we could have gotten into trouble for having that much alcohol in our possession. The cop was a fairly nice man only up to the part when my friend told the him that she didn’t have her registration with her.
The cop pulled us all out of the car because he thought it was stolen. How funny is that?! No registration, bottles of alcohol and only a dream to have fun that weekend. The cop never gave her a chance to explain that she just recently bought the car and was unaware that the paper that comes along with the new tags is actually the registration; in which she had thrown away. Luckily enough, he just gave her a speeding ticket and let us go.
Eight hours later we arrive in Vegas and couldn’t be anymore relieved. We had managed to have a safe trip.
Safe couldn’t last forever. The reason to go to Vegas is to let loose and have fun right? Well, I guess maybe sometimes you can be having way to much fun and end up in the police station for having a brawl at a club. Of course it wasn’t our fault! Things happen right? It was literally only the first night there, and we had already gotten into trouble with the police twice. Once again, we got lucky and were let go.
So we go on with our trip and get no sleep. Still halfway drunk from the night’s entertainment. We start gambling and have more and more drinks coming our way which honestly does not make you aware that you are losing money. For some odd reason, we don’t care and keep going at it because were having the greatest time ever.
Whoever said third time is a charm is an a**-hole. How in the world could we possibly get in trouble with the police again? Sometimes being in Vegas doesn’t make you quite the most intellectual-college-educated-person you may be, so your attention span may not be at its highest. My friend somehow swapped her license and credit card with someone else at the bar. Later on that evening, she obviously wasn’t paying attention and tried to use the I.D. and the credit card elsewhere. What a coincidence it was to think that the credit card was the exact same one she had just with a different name. A near-by cop was called. He thought we had stolen the credit card and the I.D.
Even throughout all the different mishaps, I might say we still had a great time. What happened in Vegas didn’t necessarily stay there because we came back with hangovers, a ticket, and almost a police record.
Monday, September 14, 2009
Walking in Different Shoes
Have all good men fell off the face of the earth? Ladies, doesn’t it feel like that at times? Why is it that single women continuously go on dates and never have any type of success? Hmmmm. Well, the thing is men don’t quite get the point anymore. But when have they got the point? Presumably a sketchy thought.
Dating is comparable to picking out the perfect pair of heels. Depending on your preference, you either like bulky heels, sexy stilettos, one-inch heels, tall, short, skinny, by now you should know where I am going with this. Heels also come in different designs, colors, and material. Now if we think about it, aren’t men the same exact way? Finding the perfect fit, style, look, and comfort could never be anymore difficult when it comes to finding the perfect shoe and finding the perfect man.
Hopefully the shoe example isn’t discouraging more and more women in the dating field because we all know how difficult it is to find a good looking, fairly priced but not cheap looking shoe. Same goes for men, unfortunately.
A perfectly crafted Italian imported shoe is usually going to give you a run for your money, and is hard to get. Doesn’t it feel the same way with men? We expect to have something like a Jimmy Choo shoe, but end up getting something from pay-less. How disgusting is that? NEVER!
Quite a funny thought, but realistically finding something that fits is never a promising thought. And then what about the men that have baggage? Like the shoes that have too much going on. We think to ourselves, “the shoe could have been nice if it didn’t have that, or if it was in a different color.” How hilarious is that? Only because it is completely true. Women pick at men as if they had accessories. But damn it! We have the right to. It’s such a tragedy when a good-looking man doesn’t have a job and has five kids. What in the world is that about? Or the one who also looks good, but is married to the ugly girl in which of course you look way better than her and that house, car, and diamond should belong to you.
What about the men who don’t have anything to offer, but are utterly without a doubt completely consistent in pursuing you? In this case he may be a good fit that comes from Ross, but may still have a little designer in him, possibly something like a Steve Madden pump. Steve Madden is the epitome of knock off designer shoes, but in a way can still look good if you teach it how to dress up.
It’s funny to think that men can easily be compared to women’s fashion. There’s so many different types of shoes and they are easily comparable to the many personalities men carry. In the dating world its all about fun. Picking and choosing the right style and fit will always be a challenge, but everyone has a different perspective upon what kind of fashion they wish to achieve.
Dating is comparable to picking out the perfect pair of heels. Depending on your preference, you either like bulky heels, sexy stilettos, one-inch heels, tall, short, skinny, by now you should know where I am going with this. Heels also come in different designs, colors, and material. Now if we think about it, aren’t men the same exact way? Finding the perfect fit, style, look, and comfort could never be anymore difficult when it comes to finding the perfect shoe and finding the perfect man.
Hopefully the shoe example isn’t discouraging more and more women in the dating field because we all know how difficult it is to find a good looking, fairly priced but not cheap looking shoe. Same goes for men, unfortunately.
A perfectly crafted Italian imported shoe is usually going to give you a run for your money, and is hard to get. Doesn’t it feel the same way with men? We expect to have something like a Jimmy Choo shoe, but end up getting something from pay-less. How disgusting is that? NEVER!
Quite a funny thought, but realistically finding something that fits is never a promising thought. And then what about the men that have baggage? Like the shoes that have too much going on. We think to ourselves, “the shoe could have been nice if it didn’t have that, or if it was in a different color.” How hilarious is that? Only because it is completely true. Women pick at men as if they had accessories. But damn it! We have the right to. It’s such a tragedy when a good-looking man doesn’t have a job and has five kids. What in the world is that about? Or the one who also looks good, but is married to the ugly girl in which of course you look way better than her and that house, car, and diamond should belong to you.
What about the men who don’t have anything to offer, but are utterly without a doubt completely consistent in pursuing you? In this case he may be a good fit that comes from Ross, but may still have a little designer in him, possibly something like a Steve Madden pump. Steve Madden is the epitome of knock off designer shoes, but in a way can still look good if you teach it how to dress up.
It’s funny to think that men can easily be compared to women’s fashion. There’s so many different types of shoes and they are easily comparable to the many personalities men carry. In the dating world its all about fun. Picking and choosing the right style and fit will always be a challenge, but everyone has a different perspective upon what kind of fashion they wish to achieve.
Friday, September 4, 2009
Students Round-up for Rally
Sacramento, Calif., USA – The increase in fees and furloughs at Sacramento State University brought together students, family, and faculty at a noontime rally Wednesday at Sacramento State University to fight back on the unfair cut backs.
Not only was the heat blistering down on the quad at CSU, but it was blistering among the students, family, and faculty that were present in the rally. Increasing the fees at a total of 32 percent has the characteristics to make anyone hot.
“Si se puede,”(yes we can) was chanted at the rally loud and proud. Students and faculty insisted that students go to the President of Sacramento State, Alexander Gonzalez, and do as little as complain in order to be heard. If students don’t take any action whatsoever, it seems as if they don’t care that their education is at stake because they can no longer afford it.
There was a number of faculty and students walking around the rally handing out President Gonzalez’s contact information. Having the information handy might have prompted students a little more to make their voice be heard. There is no reason to sit there and just take the fee increase and the classroom cut backs.
Does it make any sense that we as students are paying 32 percent more in fees, but are receiving less education? How in the world does that even add up? Our Professors are making 10 percent less and taking furlough days to satisfy the cut back.
Aren’t the students supposed to be the future of this nation? How can we expect to get our full-on education when we can barely afford it, and can’t be at school because of these so-called furloughs? The student’s library and classroom time has been cut back and the people in charge seem to not care. GREEDINESS! That’s exactly what it is. There is no compassion.
Even before the rally took place, all students would hear about is the cut backs, fee increase, and furlough days in the classrooms. It is unfair that many students couldn’t even get their classes because they weren’t available, or they had to get rid of them because there wasn’t enough funding. How is there not enough funding when each and every student attending Sacramento State is paying 32 percent more in fees? Makes us wonder, doesn’t it?
The rally was one of the first many attempts that students and faculty will make in order to bring things back into a fair trade. There is no reason for students to have to conquer their education both intellectually and financially. Why do students need anymore stress as it is? It seems as if people who have the upper hand don’t really care enough, and we as students have to form rally’s just to be heard.
The injustice needs to stop now! Students will continue fighting because there is supposed to be another 20 percent increase if we don’t put a stop to it.
“When they say cut back, we say FIGHT BACK!”
Not only was the heat blistering down on the quad at CSU, but it was blistering among the students, family, and faculty that were present in the rally. Increasing the fees at a total of 32 percent has the characteristics to make anyone hot.
“Si se puede,”(yes we can) was chanted at the rally loud and proud. Students and faculty insisted that students go to the President of Sacramento State, Alexander Gonzalez, and do as little as complain in order to be heard. If students don’t take any action whatsoever, it seems as if they don’t care that their education is at stake because they can no longer afford it.
There was a number of faculty and students walking around the rally handing out President Gonzalez’s contact information. Having the information handy might have prompted students a little more to make their voice be heard. There is no reason to sit there and just take the fee increase and the classroom cut backs.
Does it make any sense that we as students are paying 32 percent more in fees, but are receiving less education? How in the world does that even add up? Our Professors are making 10 percent less and taking furlough days to satisfy the cut back.
Aren’t the students supposed to be the future of this nation? How can we expect to get our full-on education when we can barely afford it, and can’t be at school because of these so-called furloughs? The student’s library and classroom time has been cut back and the people in charge seem to not care. GREEDINESS! That’s exactly what it is. There is no compassion.
Even before the rally took place, all students would hear about is the cut backs, fee increase, and furlough days in the classrooms. It is unfair that many students couldn’t even get their classes because they weren’t available, or they had to get rid of them because there wasn’t enough funding. How is there not enough funding when each and every student attending Sacramento State is paying 32 percent more in fees? Makes us wonder, doesn’t it?
The rally was one of the first many attempts that students and faculty will make in order to bring things back into a fair trade. There is no reason for students to have to conquer their education both intellectually and financially. Why do students need anymore stress as it is? It seems as if people who have the upper hand don’t really care enough, and we as students have to form rally’s just to be heard.
The injustice needs to stop now! Students will continue fighting because there is supposed to be another 20 percent increase if we don’t put a stop to it.
“When they say cut back, we say FIGHT BACK!”
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