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CW: Brief discussion of sexual assault.
I was 19 when I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovary Syndrome. As I neared the summer after my first year of college, in a tiff with my dad about whether he should let my boyfriend stay the night and the paternal concerns surrounding that, I more or less blurted out that I wasn’t sure that I could even get pregnant. That at 19, I had never had a period. That I likely needed to see a doctor because this probably wasn’t a good sign. He agreed, and scheduled an appointment for the same day he had one coming up.
I remember explaining to the doctor they had me see, a nice older woman with a soft voice who seemed almost at odds with her officer ranking in the Air Force, my symptoms, my concerns. She took notes, asked me a few questions, made mention of my weight, my deeper voice, my sideburns. She had some ideas, but would need some blood tests to help narrow things down, as well as an ultrasound. “We can draw the blood tests today, get you referred for the ultrasound, and schedule a follow up in a couple weeks.”
19 vials of blood turned out to be what she ordered. I remember my dad also needing some blood work done, so we met up and walked over to the testing counter to get vial labels printed. He only needed a couple, and watched another printer drone on and on and on. “I’d hate to be that person,” he chuckled. “That person is me,” I replied, staring at the ever growing pile of labels. “Oh,” was all he could respond with at the time. Read the rest of this entry »
I recently spent nearly two weeks serving on a jury for a civil suit (Jonathan Friedrich V. Rancho Bel Air POA Unit 2, Inc. and Performance CAM, LLC). And lemme tell you what, that sure was something. To be honest, I didn’t hate jury duty itself. What I hated were the circumstances around me serving, both in and out of the court.
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It’d be real easy to just say “oh the people who voted for Trump are all xenophobic/racist/misogynistic/homophobic/(insert descriptor here)” because oh how many of us disappointed in this result want an easy answer to what just happened.
But I know that’s not entirely the case. Read the rest of this entry »
Put it on my face. That’s all I could think as I wandered the halls of CES this year, staring at VR headset after headset. Put it on my face. I want to live there. If I can’t have a flying car, I want to at least pretend I’m flying like a superhero.
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The recent death of Robin Williams is a horrible loss. For his family, his friends, his fans, truly, the whole world. Finding out it was a suicide saddened me, but knowing of his history with addiction, depression, and other issues, it didn’t shock me. “But why? Why would a man so loved and adored who had so much going for him be driven to suicide?” Honestly, that’s probably the worst part. A man idolized and revered, who even sought help, still was ultimately consumed by a hurt that most people can’t even fathom. That’s the kicker: mental illnesses such as depression, bipolar, anxiety, et all don’t care who you are, how much you make, how much people care about you. It has the power to overtake and ruin the best of humankind. Read the rest of this entry »
I recently joined the gym, in the hopes that I’ll lose some weight and finally have a nice looking butt. I realize that staying committed to gym time and eating better is difficult, but I want to be a better me. And it’s going to be a lot harder than probably even I anticipated.
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Not terribly long ago, I got an email from Amazon about 100 books a person should read in their lifetime. “Why, I like books! I wonder which ones I haven’t read yet!” So I clicked on the list. And became rather disappointed.
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So the Grammys happened not that long ago, and I being the person I am did not watch them because I was probably sleeping or watching the Food Network. I did however wake up to the aftermath, and by aftermath I mostly mean me saying “Macklemore? Really?” I just… don’t ‘get’ him.
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I recently turned 24. When my dad asked me how it felt, my response was “not much different”. I can bet that between 24 and 25 will feel worlds different than 23 to 24 did. And I even did quite a bit during my 23rd year. I graduated from college. I moved into my own, non-school-owned place. I got a real adult job, and subsequently, started paying real adult bills. I got a car, then once that one tried to kill me one too many times, got another car. (life goal achieved: bought a Beetle. It’s a 2012, and looks much less cute than the New Beetle model, but it’s so nice~) I started being that friend you have that goes to bed at 10 pm because of her work schedule. And yet… I still don’t feel that different.
I do of course feel different that I did when I turned 14. Or 16. Or 18. Or 21 even. For the first time since I started kindergarten, I don’t have school. I haven’t had a curfew in years. I don’t have homework, I get regular sleep, I have money! (And bills, which eat up most of that money, but there’s still totally money there!) High school, best years of my life? Not even close. College was better probably because I traveled quite a bit. But even then, I’d take the life I have right now over either of those time periods again. Freedom from curfews, from homework that takes away ‘me time’, from the rules of living under such and such roof. Sure, I’ve got a load of responsibilities for work and paying bills on time and following road rules, but there’s so much I can do now because I want to. Every day is no pants Tuesday if I want it to be. I can have ice cream for breakfast. I don’t have to make my bed if I don’t wanna. Honestly, being a young adult with a stable job and the ability to pay bills is way better than compulsory education or watching thousands of dollars go into a piece of paper. I guess the misery I went through with school paid off, which makes right now that much more awesome.
I’m really looking forward to being 25. Not to be older, but because CAR INSURANCE RATES DROP AND I CAN RENT A CAR FOR CHEAP. Never again do I ever want to have to rent a car again until I’m 25.
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.
Yes, you have the freedom of speech. Yes, you can’t be jailed for almost all speech (yelling FIRE in a movie theater totally not protected, but KKK protests totally okay). You are NOT, however, protected from your non-government company deciding your speech is damning to them, and being “let go”. Nor are you protected from other people utilizing their free speech to speak out against your free speech.
Isn’t America great?
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