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{College Files} I’m Single, Get Over It!

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” When night comes and you are on your own, you can say I chose to be alone. ”

Every once and awhile I find a post that I never published. Either I was too afraid, too busy, or just too lame to want to published these gems. Lucky for you (and me) I got over that, so here it is, yet another college post – this one from my senior year. 

For the past four years I have been a very single girl. With my career taking off, school consuming my life, and family creeping in every once in a while…I just have never had time. Nor was I all that interested.

After seeing so many of my idols go dateless, or even never get married…it never actually occurred to me that I would ever need someone to be happy. And I still feel that way.

I have been lucky enough to have many strong female role models in my life. But unfortunately a lot of those females let their careers take a back seat to families and love. After seeing a high-powered career woman give up everything for a man, it made me realize that I could and would never change my hopes and dreams for someone else. ever.

So while I’m progressing, at a very fast rate, through my last semester of college I’ve come to terms with the fact that I have been in a very serious and monogamous relationship for the past four years. I’ve been in a relationship with my career. We have a good thing going on and I don’t think I want to ruin it.

We trust each other, give each other little pick me ups when the other is down. PLUS my career never rags on me for not shaving my legs.

I know that people always say it’s lonely when you get to the top, and I’ll be disappointed that I didn’t find love. But after losing so many people who I have loved, the idea of losing someone else just isn’t worth the pain.

So, Sorry guys…but I’m single, and you will have to be pretty amazing (or Ryan Gosling) in order to change that.

The underdog always gets the bone

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I sat watching my little sisters recital today…for 4 freakin’ hours. She was great, surprisingly good at hip hop girl can bust a move) and obviously when she took the stage my attention was on her.

However, when she wasn’t on stage I focused on the best dancer or just the one who seemed to be having fun. Until I started noticing something, any dance with 1 or 2 boys had certain dancers at the center of attention. Those certain dancers were the boys, whether they were good or not.

I leaned over to my mom at one point to see if she had noticed the same trend, and she did.

It seemed that in the dance world, or at this particular studio, if you were different then you automatically became the star. In dance it is all about the aesthetics, so when you are the odd man out you end up the star. Pretty sweet deal, right?

In this case, for once, the boys happened to be the underdogs so they got to shine…whether they wanted to or not.

In the work force it works the same way. The less there are of you, the more people want you. Look at college acceptances for once, if you are a middle class caucasian female chances are getting into the best college is going to suck unless there is a huge stand out quality (like you have a 5.2). But if you are a native american male or females chances are you will have a much easier time getting in. Why? aesthetics. Most schools or work places are all about equal opportunity, so whether or not you are better than another candidate might not matter.

As a caucasian middle class female (with 1/12th native american..not enough to actually count) I find this completely frustrating. Not only am I competing against the millions of women just like me, but I’m also competing against men (who will get a higher starting pay) and any minority that may apply.

So, just like my little sister I have to go above and beyond to prove to my boss that I am amazing (and different and talented and deserving of a raise). But while we wait for our moment to shine we might as well pick up an over grown rose and continue swaying it perfectly in tune with the music all the way in the back.

How to unpack your college life

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How do you unpack an entire life you have and try to fit it into a small 12 x 12 ft room? In the past four years I’ve been unpacking and repacking I’ve just shoved everything in totes, storing that part of my life in the attic. But now, I’m kind of at a shit or get off the pot stage. Storing all my college memories in the attic until next year isn’t an option. Keeping things packed and organizing them until I move out…sounds like more of what I should be doing.

I’m halfway through the organizing part, well more like 1/100th of the way through. I made it through the smallest green tote I could find and I’ve already had my fill. Freshman year, during one of the many student involvement fairs that BSU has, my friend Tabby (who had been my only real friend at college at the time) had picked out this weird red pen with a mans head and fluffy red hair on the top. We gave him a name, and since the day we brought him back he has been sitting on my desk all the way in the right corner. Where is he going to go now? He never even worked so putting him on a desk at work (well if I find a job that has a desk) would be pointless.

What are we supposed to do with all of the memories we’ve collected, just shove them in another ex-boyfriend box sticking it under our bed only to pull out when we’re desperate to remember the good times and have a pint of ice cream handy.

No, that’s not how you handle things, well it’s how I used to but I’m getting better..trying anyway. We should semi unpack, and hang those drunken sloppy pictures on the wall with pride, don’t be afraid to wear your favorite Friday night outfit around your parents (although I think I may still wait until they are asleep to walk out the door) and feel free to hang on to your old college sweatshirt for as long as you want. Well at least until it’s too old, and has those weird mystery stains.

So, if you will excuse me. I’m going to go attempt to finish organizing and re-pack so I will be ready to move out of my childhood bedroom in at most a week. And I really want to watch Something Borrowed before the link gets taken down.