7 Things I Love About Being "Fun-sized"

7 Things I Love About Being "Fun-sized"

I'm 19 years old and every time I go to the airport, security and flight attendants ask if I am older than 12.
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I'm 5'2". I haven't grown since 6th grade and now I'm a sophomore in college. I can't see over people's heads in auditoriums, I can't see the stage of a concert in 'standing room only' and I can never reach the top shelf in the kitchen without climbing onto the counter. But here's the thing, there's so many perks to being so little!

1. I can still wear the clothes I bought back in middle school.

I mean, this probably isn't ideal if you're a fashionista, but for a broke college student, it's a pretty big perk. I personally would rather spend my money on food than new clothes when I've stayed the same size for years!

2. Size 6 shoes are the cutest!

We all know size 6 shoes sell out the quickest and it's because they're the cutest! Being short, you don't have too big of feet and size 6 shoes always look proportional and adorable on!

3. You can wear heels and never be shorter than your significant other!

Whether you're going out to dinner, on a date or to a dance, you never have to worry about towering over the guy you're with!

4. You always have extra leg room in the car, on a plane or in a bus.

Aside from the spacious leg room, you can curl into a ball in your seat as well and take a nice little nap while traveling!

5. You can usually pass for a child, and sometimes that means cheaper meals and cheaper prices.

I'm 19 years old and every time I go to the airport, security and flight attendants ask if I am older than 12 or where my mother is because I can't fly alone. One day it will be flattering when people think I'm younger than I really am. But until then, I'll just keep ordering off the kids menu and save myself some money.

6. Everyone wants to hug you because you're the perfect size for cuddling!

Who doesn't like to cuddle?

7. Your huge personality makes up for your tiny stature and no one ever expects it!


Short girls are the most fun girls!


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To All The Nurses In The Making

We tell ourselves that one day it'll all pay off, but will it actually?
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I bet you’re taking a break from studying right now just to read this, aren’t you? Either at the library with friends or in your dorm room. Wherever you may be, you never get the chance to put your books down, at least that’s how it feels to most of us. It sucks feeling like you’ve chosen the hardest major in the world, especially when you see other students barely spending any time studying or doing school work. The exclamation “You’re still here!” is an all too frequent expression from fellow students after recognizing that you’ve spent 10-plus hours in the library. At first it didn’t seem so bad and you told yourself, “This isn’t so difficult, I can handle it,” but fast-forward a few months and you’re questioning if this is really what you want to do with your life.

You can’t keep track of the amount of mental breakdowns you’ve had, how much coffee you’ve consumed, or how many times you’ve called your mom to tell her that you’re dropping out. Nursing is no joke. Half the time it makes you want to go back and change your major, and the other half reminds you why you want to do this, and that is what gets you through it. The thing about being a nursing major is that despite all the difficult exams, labs and overwhelming hours of studying you do, you know that someday you might be the reason someone lives, and you can’t give up on that purpose. We all have our own reasons why we chose nursing -- everyone in your family is a nurse, it’s something you’ve always wanted to do, you’re good at it, or like me, you want to give back to what was given to you. Regardless of what your reasoning is, we all take the same classes, deal with the same professors, and we all have our moments.

I’ve found that groups of students in the same nursing program are like a big family who are unconditionally supportive of each other and offer advice when it’s needed the most. We think that every other college student around us has it so easy, but we know that is not necessarily true. Every major can prove difficult; we’re just a little harder on ourselves. Whenever you feel overwhelmed with your school work and you want to give up, give yourself a minute to imagine where you’ll be in five years -- somewhere in a hospital, taking vitals, and explaining to a patient that everything will be OK. Everything will be worth what we are going through to get to that exact moment.

Remember that the stress and worry about not getting at least a B+ on your anatomy exam is just a small blip of time in our journey; the hours and dedication suck, and it’s those moments that weed us out. Even our advisors tell us that it’s not easy, and they remind us to come up with a back-up plan. Well, I say that if you truly want to be a nurse one day, you must put in your dedication and hard work, study your ass off, stay organized, and you WILL become the nurse you’ve always wanted to be. Don’t let someone discourage you when they relent about how hard nursing is. Take it as motivation to show them that yeah, it is hard, but you know what, I made it through.

With everything you do, give 110 percent and never give up on yourself. If nursing is something that you can see yourself doing for the rest of your life, stick with it and remember the lives you will be impacting someday.

SEE ALSO: Why Nursing School Is Different Than Any Other Major

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Letters To My Body

Poetry has always been my best guide to start appreciating.

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Dear body,

Thank you –

For aging and growing – for becoming wise in the face of goodbyes

For laugh lines from streaking in the desert under Milky Way skies

For catching yourself all those times, before hitting the ground

For the clarity in your voice when you speak your truth

For resilience in everything I've put you through –

Intentionally, and not.

Dear body,

You are so strong –

These fibers of your worries do not have to stay enmeshed,

These weights on your shoulders can always be set down when you need rest

Those scars on your limbs – those speckles and nicks on your fingertips

Are a narrative written on your skin

They remind you who you are,

Who you've become and where you've been.

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Dear body,

You are so lucky –

With limbs that scale cliffs and boulders

Greeted by ladybugs on your shoulders

Bumblebee guardians resting on your right foot's big toe

Able to smell the carnations on the kitchen counter, and

To taste the flan with the caramel homemade on the stove.

Able to drink water from the tap and feel loved ones' hands on your back.

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Dear body,

You have come so far –

The same small, uncoordinated fingers that would reach for the breeze

That clumsily grasped at pebbles on the river's beach,

Are now valuable tools sautéing onion, garlic, and bell peppers

Tools placing the needle on top of the Fleetwood Mac record

Tools of caring – shoulder massages like Dad.

To smooth out those edges that time makes jagged.

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Dear body,

Please, forgive me –

For not always recognizing what you were made to be.

For ignoring supposed core survival instincts

For cutting at restful nights with screen strained eyes

For sacrificing self-care out of the need to please

And for ever doubting what you can do,

Creatively, or physically.

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Dear, dear body,

Your skin seeps out loving,

You are endlessly becoming

And you've always seen better in the dark.

You are so much more than what the world says that you are.


Sincerely, Breathe deep, and repeat.


I poured these words out of my fingertips like a running stream of everything I was feeling after I drove home from work one night. I felt the weight of countless expectations I had for myself that I hadn't yet been able to accomplish. I have a habit of not appreciating where I've been, and always focus a great deal of my attention on where I'd like to be. But poetry has always been my best guide to start appreciating. I focused on the feeling in my hands for the first time that day as they gripped the steering wheel; my foot on the gas and my eyes as they stared down the dark road. When I got home, I sat with all of the reflections I had and recognized how many times I've relied on my physical body to hold me up when I thought I would not be able to.

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