Treat yourself, but more importantly, treat Black-owned businesses with your support.
Whether it be hair care, skin care, self care, wardrobe care, pet care, kid care, health care, home care, you name it, there's a business for it. Right now, it's extremely important to support the Black community while fighting for the end of racism.
So, treat yourself, but more importantly, treat Black-owned businesses with your support.
Today's society places a ridiculous amount of importance on social media and what we see on our computer screens. Some of these short films you might have seen shared on Facebook. Some of them you may have never even heard of. Whatever the case may be, these productions have used thier position of power in our world today to spread a message. The messages vary from domestic violence, LGBTQ acceptance, self-love, the role of men in society to end the unfair treatment towards women and even the promotion of the furtherence of medical discovery in our country. Regardless of the message, each film advertises something that needs far more screen time than Victoria's Secret Fashion shows or Keeping Up With The Kardashians. Here are 14 of the best and most revolutionary short films to date:
I’m not sure that many would consider their airport experience to be “fun.” It is either boredom or panic, layovers so long that you forget what the outside world looks like or connections that are made by the skin of your teeth. It is the decision between buying expensive food and starving; it is hunting for outlets (because the airports I’ve been in seem to have about five); it is the stress of making it through security without being that person who holds up everyone else. In short, it is stressful and time-consuming.
And yet, I’ve always loved airports. For starters, they’re so busy; they seem almost like mini-cities. They’re crowded and chaotic, full of people moving busily back and forth. The busyness makes them exciting, and the people make them interesting. You rub elbows again with individuals that you’ll never see again; in that brief time, you have something in common with complete strangers. It’s interesting to think about their stories and their destinations. Are they traveling for fun? For work? Are they going or coming? How often do they travel? Do they enjoy it?
My favorite thing about airports, though, is the utter lack of judgment. Everyone is tired, sick of airport food, sick of lugging their bags back and forth and desperate for a shower. If you look a little the worse for wear-- if you look a lot the worse for wear – no one cares, because they completely understand. In fact, they’re not even paying attention, because they’re either racing across the airport to catch a plane that is about to taxi or so far gone from airport languor that they wouldn’t notice if you ran them over with your suitcase. Plus, you’re never going to see these people again, so if you make a complete fool of yourself – who cares? This realization is quite freeing when you’re lugging an overstuffed duffel bag around and would rather just drag it by the strap (I’m not speaking from personal experience, obviously).
I have visited a handful of airports, and they all have a very distinct flavor to them. Some airports are homey, others industrial-looking, others run-down. Some are small and compact, some are large and sprawling, and some are just plain confusing. Some are pared down to the essentials, some have every shop imaginable. A few that I’ve been to even include a nod to history with a display or a statue. A short layover in a new airport is stressful; a long layover in a new airport, however, is a chance to explore and to soak up this new flavor.
At the end of the day, flying is what it is. I’m thankful for it, because it is faster and more convenient (in some ways). The flying itself no longer holds the excitement for me that it did when I first flew, but I will never cease to enjoy visiting yet another new airport and checking it off my mental list. It isn’t the same as traveling to another country or even to another state, but it has an appeal all its own.
New millennial jargon seems to arise everyday, one of the newest being “daddy." While people have always said things like “sugar daddy" or “come to daddy" (which sounds a tad creepy to me...okay, a lot creepy), now just referring to an attractive man or one's boyfriend/husband as simply “daddy" has become the norm. *Gag*
I, for one, am utterly baffled by this “pet name," if it can be called such. I'd like to reserve “daddy" for my actual father, not someone I'd want to have a romantic relationship with or think is exceptionally attractive. Yes, I'd want a partner to have similar qualities to my dad, but I don't want them to be one and the same. With that being said, here are 15 things I'd rather call a handsome fellow--some normal, others strange, but all superior to the nauseating "daddy":
Grease makes calling a guy "stud" one of the coolest compliments out there.
Or a hottie lamottie with a swimmer's body.
Maybe it seems odd to bestow the title of an inanimate object that glides through water upon someone you find desirable, but it's far better than the familial alternative.
If he looks like he's carved from marble and shines like the golden sun, then compare him to the stunning Greek gods to express how gorgeous you find him. Think about it, would he rather be almighty Zeus or "daddy"?
Even though Romeo's end was not a happy one, at least he wasn't calling Juliet “mommy" before he died.
Yes, I'd rather he be a sweet, crumbly baked good filled with berries or chocolate chips than “daddy."
Classic. Just forget about the pig with the same name.
This kind of charming:
Not this kind:
(Though Chris Pine is great.)
No, not the one attached to the ocean, or the Danish meaning of the word.
What's cookin'?
Culinary terms > "daddy"
Is he a ghost coming to scare you on Halloween? Is he the love of your life? Who knows? As long as he's not “daddy," I'm fine.
Totally, one hundred percent creepy? Yes. Less creepy than "daddy"? Absolutely.
Why not go old school and just call your boyfriend, boyfriend? (Or hubby if you're married.)
Note: if she had said "daddy," the audience would have mistakenly thought her actual father would come beat them up if they didn't comply.
Other preferable pet names include, but are not limited to: sweetie, snookum, baby cakes, dumpling, dragon, lamp, chair, butter, dirt, lake, pillow, blueberry, pencil, and literally every other word that exists in the world, excluding "daddy."
Last year, I knew exactly what I would be doing with my life. Not just what major I wanted, although, I did know exactly what I was going to major in during college. I went further, though, and knew exactly what I wanted to do with it. I aimed to be a book editor and use my French and English majors to go into technical editing after going to grad school. Yet this semester, disenchantment hit. I had no clue what I wanted to do with my life anymore. I still loved the idea of being a book editor. I still loved reading. I just couldn't feel any passion towards the courses I had to take this semester. They were amazing, but they didn't excite me the way courses I would love should. They didn't inspire feelings of amazement at how awesome my major is. It was then I realized maybe my major wasn't for me.
Anyone looking at me or talking to me could see the marked difference in how secure I felt about the future. Last year at advising with my French advisor, I came fully prepared with my whole scheduled planned to a t. I knew exactly what I would be doing in the future and had a plan set up for study abroad. I even had which courses I would take when planned so that there was no confusion I would graduate on time. This year my advisor had to practically drag me through the process of selecting my courses. The process was a mess. She picked almost all my classes for me because I simply no longer had any clue what I wanted to take. After I realized my uncertainty would only make me more anxious for my future, I went to the Career Center where I narrowed my search by finding majors and jobs that not only fit who I am, but who I want to be. I still have a lot of options, and I'm focusing mostly on getting my general education classes out of the way and experiencing as much as possible to narrow my search even further.
The worst part about this for me is not the work I have to put in to figure out where my life is headed now, though there is a lot of work that goes into figuring out what classes to take when you aren't on a specific path with courses laid out in a nice, neat order. The hardest for me is the uncertainty. Everyone in college seems to know where they are going, and how they plan to get there. They are preparing for the real world and doing so in decisive and ready movements. And here I am confused and unready. But the important thing for me to remember--and I strive to remind myself of this everyday--is that I may not be ready today, but that's the point of college: to get ready, and remember that people are all starting at different places of readiness so there is no need to compare myself to them.
In high school, being a procrastinator wasn't that big of a deal in my own opinion. But coming from a school that didn't really have strict deadlines on things, meaning you basically got points for turning it in be it exactly on or before the deadline, or 4 weeks later when you realize your grade needs to be raised up. So, when I came to college, I knew it would be different. It hasn't really been hard transitioning into a good student when it comes to out of class work and projects, but it hasn't been that easy either. I will use myself for example. I am enrolled in Introduction to Public Speaking, and it's not that is a hard class, because it isn't, but I just get lost in other things and before I knew it, I had to present a persuasive speech the next day. I also realized this at about 11:15 the night before, and had about half of my outlines done, and my visual aid hadn't been started on. Though I got it done, I promised myself that I would not ever just wait until the last minute with specifically this class, but with any other class also. After that little dilemma, I decided to look for ways that I could get things done in a timely manner. So, here I have listed a few things that I now use in order to get things done before the deadline so that I do not have to rush and worry about it the night before:
I got a simple marker board at Wal-Mart, the one that doubles as a calendar, and so I list the days of the month and then when I get an assignment, I write it immediately when I get back to my dorm room on the exact days that I received it, and also when it is due. I do this wit hall my classes, so my calendar looks full, but it isn't. Then, when I finish an assignment, I clear it off or mark it out so I know it has been finished. At the end of each month, I clear the board and start all over.
When I was in elementary school, we received planners and would be graded on them, the points coming from whether or not you wrote the weeks agenda in the right spot and got it signed by your parent. But after elementary school, I never saw another planner. I made my own decision to buy myself before college and vowed to keep it up. Using that planner has actually helped, and I'm not much of a "planner person" but changing that habit has definitely helped. You can pencil in things that you need to do even if they are not academic, so you'll also remember those too.
If you're anything like me, you are on your phone or computer most of your day, be it socialization or for school. Either way, you can set your reminders up for all your assignments with a specific time for when you either need to submit something or when you need to start on something. This can help you tremendously especially when you're constantly on technology.
So, whether it be completely electronic, or DIY, you can easily change your habit of missing assignments, or procrastinating simply by writing things down, or setting reminders. May you never procrastinate again.
Songs About Being 17
Grey's Anatomy Quotes
Vine Quotes
4 Leaf Clover
Self Respect
1. Brittany Morgan, National Writer's Society
2. Radhi, SUNY Stony Brook
3. Kristen Haddox, Penn State University
4. Jennifer Kustanovich, SUNY Stony Brook
5. Clare Regelbrugge, University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
