All posts tagged: reality

The Tall Tales of a College Education

Originally posted on julz speaks:
For better or worse, I am a millennial – one of the millions born between 1980 and the early 2000s. Having been raised by two hard-working baby boomers, I always knew that if I worked hard enough, I would go to college. My parents are from a generation where hard work paid off and college degrees lead to better jobs with higher salaries. They are part of a proud generation who wants more for their children than they ever had. Commendable goals indeed. So, to college I went. I spent the next 6 years (4 years for my bachelors and 2 years for my doctorate) in this strange world – a reality seemingly untouched by actual reality. “Work hard,” “get good grades,” “get advice from your professors,” “network network network.” My personal favorite… “Get your degree and a great job will follow.” I heard it all and believed it all. I got good grades. I was in the honors society, active in clubs and the class representative. Come my last…

Thursday nights, Paydays and Boobsweat

Originally posted on This, That and the Other Thang:
The older I get, the more I’ve come to the conclusion that things are a bit (okay, a lot. Things are A LOT different) than they were 10, even 5 years ago. I may still look like I’m pre-pubescent, and I will probably forever and always get carded for that PBR, but this whole adulting thang has changed the way I do, think and feel about certain things, things that 10, even 5 years ago had a mostly positive connotation to them whereas now, they just emulate a feeling of panic and overwhelming boobsweat. Here are just 24 things (words, actions and ideas) that can mean something totally different now that you’re full-on adulting. Payday Used to mean: Every other Friday, you’re gonna make it rainnnn in this club (or mall, or GameStop, whatever floats your pubescent boat). You worked hard after school and on weekends! You deserve it! Now means: The day when rent is due and you need to pay your bills, and maybe if you have any money left…

My Early Quarter Life Crisis

How old do you have to be to have a quarter life crisis? Is it possible to have a quarter life crisis when you’re not even in the quarter of you life? What can you do to make sure that when you are ready to move onto the next stage of your life you won’t regret not doing more?

Playing House: What Toys Taught Me That School Should Have

I sat at the bottom of the staircase as my brother finished making his sandwich in the kitchen. “I didn’t really know how to hold him. I kind of held him like a football, haha.” “I’ve actually known how to hold a baby since I was…about four. By the age of six I knew how to swaddle a baby, change a diaper, and feed/burp them.” “What’s a swaddle?”

Making Friends in the Real World

California is the perfect place for my career to prosper. I moved out here one month after graduation and landed a pretty sweet job. It’s been such a wonderful experience. The weather is lovely. I live in an area that reminds me of my home state. My work environment is pretty ideal.

Here’s What I Mean When I Say “Pro Black Doesn’t Mean Anti-White”

Originally posted on Black Millennials:
To be pro-Black does not mean to be anti-white. To be pro-Black means to be anti-white supremacy. I wrote these words in a piece about interracial dating some months ago. The piece argues that being pro-Black means to affirm Black bodies, spirit, and culture while denouncing the evils of white supremacy as unnatural, deadly, and unsustainable. Pro-Blackness is a value system that demands the centering of Black people in a structural world designed by the white ruling corporatist class. Some elements of pro-Blackness posit the belief that white supremacy must be thoroughly destroyed for everlasting Black survival. Upon writing that piece, I’ve seen and heard many — mostly Black folk — similarly express that the pro-Black value system does not ultimately condemn “all” white people, just the omnipotent network of institutions, structures, systems, and constructs derived from white supremacist ideology, and the individual agents that empower them. From social media feeds to think pieces, I’ve seen these expressions manifested in digital space. In the physical realm, I’ve seen nonprofit professionals try to embed the sentiment in grant proposals.…

I’m Indecisive.

Originally posted on Of life she writes.:
I’m indecisive. Because last time, I told myself I needed a break. Last time, I told myself that I could do it on my own. That I was fine alone and that I didn’t need anyone For anything. And then he came along and showed me why I was lying to myself. He came along and gave me companionship. He gave me love He gave me friendship and warmth and bliss. But he also gave me disappointment and insecurities and a feeling of self doubt. He was a rose. Roses have thorns. And I got cut trying to move the roses into the vase by my bedside table. My fingers started bleeding and the pain did not fade. So here we are. One question, and only my answer. I’m afraid. ? I’m exhausted. I’m not sure. Sure, I like plenty of flowers and plenty of flowers would love to sit in the vase beside my bed. But my trauma comes from pain and I’m just starting to see…

The Law’s of Attraction…

Originally posted on Weird and Wonderful:
“You attract what you put out. Be mindful.” All this mindfulness, is making me mindful. Love it. My friend just got back what she gave to me: I was being mindful. As I tried to give her the advice of having a separate account for business and that I would do the same. I felt I was going through a transitional phase. I felt as though the in between awkward times I had when she picked me up – made me think she was going through a tough time also: I was being mindful.? Wow! My moment was an emotional roller coaster but my word I don’t think it is my fault. I have always had to rely on other’s for help and they are getting fed up. Why? Because my family have never been ‘the bloods thicker than water‘ type; they have not made many sacrifices for me or had to try to resolve situations in my life. They just vocalise it. There sometimes has to be a…