Rosie Might Understand

I find myself torn. Torn between not paying for dinner and getting equal pay. As most of you know I am in high school. As none of you know, I am taking a little class called welding. It started off as a filler class since my schedule was practically empty and now I am totally into it.  The majority of the class are boys. I am one of the only 2 girls in the whole class of 20.  Being a girl and looking and acting as I do, you can pretty much guess the reaction I get from informing people of my latest endeavor. Before I entered the class I received a "You Understand that we weld here and get dirty " only to respond that I was aware of all this which is the reason I requested this class.  Of coarse, me having a Tina Fey complex, I didn't blame him  Its been a semester in and I had been getting the hang of it, until I realized the boys were doing all of the heavy lifting for me. Do I honestly look that helpless?  They are great guys and sweet for helping, but I bet dollars to donuts if I was a guy, none of this would be happening. Now while I love having the door open for me, being able to vote is a right I am not willing to give up. So I pose the question, Can we all seriously be equal in every aspect of life? Can we honestly give up everything we have grown accustomed to? The pulling out of the chairs, and the holding of the doors, and the holding in their farts until they are with their friends. I don't know about the ladies, but I like my air toxic free. So I find myself torn between not having to do the yard work and being told I belong in the kitchen, between being independent and having someone around the house that can open a pickle jar. I don't know if it will ever be possible for a girl like me to walk into an Auto Shop without everyone looking at me differently, but I can make sure that I will be prepared enough to answer them correctly when they ask me about my car.

Until next time, don't forget to comment and come again soon.

Yours truly,

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Stuck in Ambiguity

I don't know where I stand. I was looking at the settings for this blog. It said to describe it. Put your blog into a category. Is it, fashion, sports, DIY projects? Truth be told I have no clue. I want to talk about everything, but there is not exactly a "This and That" category. I was confused. Truth be told, I have been confused a lot.

If I walked into the cafeteria of Mean Girls I am pretty sure I would have to pull a Cady and eat lunch in the bathroom. Let's get one thing straight though, I am not a loser with no friends. I am just not sure who I am lately.

I am too lazy to be a JOCK. I am too athletic to be LAZY. I dress too nice to be considered SLOPPY, but not nice enough to be a FASHIONISTA. I quit band so BAND GEEK is out of the question and I am not smart enough to be a NERD. I don't do drugs so I am not a STONER, and if I go under the term YEARBOOK NERD, I would be a party of one. So who am I?

Stuck in ambiguity, I have no idea. But does it really matter? If I am fine where I am, here in limbo, I don't need to be defined. Then on days of clarity I am stuck to wonder, does everyone else feel the same. Does the quarterback wonder where he belongs when it is not a Friday night. When the seasons all end and graduation begins, where does he lie? And the nerd. What happens when he fails? Is he still a nerd?

Obviously, these labels were not thought out fully. If they were they would be more permanent but instead need to be subject to change.

I am told college is different. Actually, I know. I, being the high achiever I am, have been taking some college classes half a day and in the summer. In college it doesn't matter what category you are in. College is all about being who you are or at least who you want to be. And until I find out who any of those people are, I am just gonna experiment until I find the right fit. And by experiment I do not mean the weird confused sexuality thing girls go through during college. I just mean... I don't know what I mean. But, you will have to just stay tuned to find out.

Until next time.

Class Favorites

Okay, so I know I have a lot to catch up on since the last time I posted. I promise you I will get their eventually, just look for the post labeled "The Catch Up."

As none of you know, I am the Editor-in-Chief of my school yearbook. Every year we have this page that's called Class Favorites. It contains "Best Hair" "Most Likely to Succeed" "Most Likely to Change the World" and so on. Well this year or more like every year we have problems with the nominees and winners.

This year I have this assistant. She had been telling everyone to vote for here. (Hey freak! If you are having to ask someone to vote for you, obviously you are not in that category.) Well the winner of that category was someone who in my opinion (or more like everyone's) deserved the title. Plus, she did not have to tell anyone to vote for her. They knew.

Apparently said loser demanded for a recount. The end result was that the loser was the winner by four. You see, there was a lot of speculations on how that happened and how she knew to ask for a recount. (Face it girl, nobody wanted to vote for you) But in the end, even if that was a low thing to do, that is not what is bothering me. The real question I want to ask is why? Why do you care? What does it matter?

We spend all this time trying to get rid of our labels, dork, jock, geek, etc. So what makes it socially acceptable to have our face plastered on the yearbook with a label? I don't understand why they want their picture next to a title "Most Likely to Change the World" if they have no intention to.

My challenge for today: I want you to pick two labels for yourself.
1) What label would you want to have written in stone for you?
2) What label is realistic?

Maybe, if really looked deep within, we might be able to understand ourselves with the labels we choose. Or maybe, you might think this is stupid and not care. Either way works for you.

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