My Love Hate Relationship With The Grammys This Year

My Love Hate Relationship With The Grammys This Year

One of music's biggest nights was last weekend, and I have a few things to say about it all.


Ah the Grammys. I'm someone who is always super into award shows and celebrities so I had been looking forward to this night for a while. Especially since Shawn Mendes, one of my absolute favorites, was nominated for his first two Grammys and was performing. On the other hand, award shows frustrate me to no end. You never know which way they are gonna go, so it makes for a very interesting and stressful night.

Going into the start of the show, I was already a little disappointed with how the night was going. For starters, I think it is pretty ridiculous that Taylor Swift was only nominated for one Grammy this year. No Album of the Year nomination? Seriously? I'm definitely a little biased, but reputation killed it. To top it off, Taylor didn't even win her only nomination for Best Pop Vocal Album. Don't get me wrong, I love Ariana and am super happy that she won her first Grammy… but I don't necessarily think sweetener deserved that award. Speaking of Ariana though, I applaud her for not attending the Grammys this year because they wouldn't let her perform what she wanted and then lied about what happened. Thank you, next.

I also kind of hate the Grammys for getting my hopes up and making me think that Shawn Mendes was going to win his first Grammy. When they brought John Mayer out to help present Song of the Year, I really thought that it might be happening on purpose because he is one of Shawn's good friends and a huge mentor to him. But nope. I'll probably be upset about that forever. Going back to reasons why I love the Grammys though… the performances. Shawn starting his song In My Blood on the piano was angelic. Not to mention I had to stop myself from crying when he brought Miley Cyrus out and they had one of the best performances I have ever seen. It was like who am I more jealous of, Miley or Shawn? I am a country music girl, so I also really enjoyed Dan and Shay's and Kacey Musgraves' performances. Sometimes, in my opinion, simple is better.

One thing that I've known for a while but the Grammys emphasized for me, is that Alicia Keys is so underrated. She is the actual definition of perfection. She has a natural beauty and confidence, and gives off such a chill and carefree vibe. On top of that, her talent is actually insane. When she played two pianos and sang so many different genres of songs flawlessly, I just really wished I could be her. She made watching the Grammys so much more enjoyable. Sometime during the night, Alicia casually put it out there that she has won 15 Grammys. No big deal.

The whole point of the Grammys is to recognize artists for their achievements, which I haven't even talked a lot about. Even just being nominated for a Grammy is a huge achievement and honor, so everyone there deserves some love for that. I was so excited that Dua Lipa won Best New Artist because she has been killing it lately and she was genuinely so surprised and happy. I also love that Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper won a Grammy for Shallow because to me, that is like fulfilling some type of alternate ending to A Star is Born. That song is incredible. I really wish they could've performed it together at the Grammys, I actually think I would have cried. When Kacey Musgraves won Album of the Year, I was pretty surprised but so happy for her. She has been working so hard for so many years, and I'm glad she's finally getting the recognition she deserves. And she won three other Grammys to top it off.

As much as I complain about the Grammys, I know that I will be back watching it every year because of my love for music.

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11 Things Psychology Majors Hear That Drive Them Crazy

No pun intended.

We've all been there. You're talking to a new acquaintance, or a friend of your parents, or whoever. And then, you get the dreaded question.

"So what are you studying in school?"

Cue the instant regret of picking Psychology as your major, solely for the fact that you are 99.9% likely to receive one of the slightly comical, slightly cliche, slightly annoying phrases listed below. Don't worry though, I've included some responses for you to use next time this comes up in conversation. Because it will.

Quick side note, these are all real-life remarks that I've gotten when I told people I was a psych major.

Here we go.

1. So are you, like, analyzing me right now?

Well, I wasn't. But yeah. Now I am.

2. Ugh so jealous! You picked the easy major.

"Lol" is all I have to say to this one. I'm gonna go write my 15-page paper on cognitive impairment. You have fun with your five college algebra problems, though!

3. So can you tell me what you think is wrong with me? *Shares entire life story*

Don't get me wrong; I love listening and helping people get through hard times. But we can save the story about how one time that one friend said that one slightly rude comment to you for later.

4. Well, s**t, I have to be careful what I say around you.

Relax, pal. I couldn't diagnose and/or institutionalize you even if I wanted to.

5. OMG! I have the perfect first client for you! *Proceeds to vent about ex-boyfriend or girlfriend*

Possible good response: simply nod your head the entire time, while actually secretly thinking about the Ben and Jerry's carton you're going to go home and demolish after this conversation ends.

6. So you must kind of be like, secretly insane or something to be into Psychology.

Option one: try and hide that you're offended. Option two: just go with it, throw a full-blown tantrum, and scare off this individual, thereby ending this painful conversation.

7. Oh. So you want to be a shrink?

First off, please. Stop. Calling. Therapists. Shrinks. Second, that's not a psych major's one and only job option.

8. You know you have to go to grad school if you ever want a job in Psychology.

Not completely true, for the record. But I am fully aware that I may have to spend up to seven more years of my life in school. Thanks for the friendly reminder.

9. So you... want to work with like... psychopaths?

Let's get serious and completely not-sarcastic for a second. First off, I take personal offense to this one. Having a mental illness does not classify you as a psycho, or not normal, or not deserving of being treated just like anyone else on the planet. Please stop using a handful of umbrella terms to label millions of wonderful individuals. It's not cool and not appreciated.

10. So can you, like, read my mind?

It actually might be fun to say yes to this one. Try it out and see what happens. Get back to me.

11. You must be a really emotional person to want to work in Psychology.

Psychology is more than about feeling happy, or sad, or angry. Psychology is about understanding the most complex thing to ever happen to us: our brain. How it works the way it does, why it works the way it does, and how we can better understand and communicate with this incredibly mysterious, incredibly vast organ in our tiny little skull. That's what psychology is.

So keep your head up, psychology majors, and don't let anyone discourage you about choosing, what is in my opinion, the coolest career field out there. The world needs more people like us.

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To Percy Jackson, I Hope You're Well...

Percy Jackson and the Olympians and the Heroes of Olympus are both series which helped shape my life. I want to share my love for them here, with you.


Two days before I moved from New Jersey to California, I had a late night at a friend's house. Just a few miles outside of my small town of Morris Plains, his house was out of the way and a safe haven for myself and my mother during a harrowing and strenuous move. My father had been across the country already for almost two months trying to hold down his new job and prove himself. His absence was trying on me (at the tender young age of nine years old) and my mother, and we often spent time at my friend's home, as our mothers got along well.

That night came the time to say goodbye for the very last time, and as our mothers were tearfully embracing at the door, he ran up to me and shoved a book in my hands. Bewildered and confused, I tried to give him my thanks but he was already gone - running away in a childish fit that expressed his hurt at my leaving more than any words he could've said. I looked down at the book in my hands. It was a battered copy of Rick Riordan's "The Lightning Thief," with its binding bulging slightly out in a strange fashion, the cover slightly torn and bent, and quite a few pages dog-eared. The book wasn't in good condition, but I took the time to read it. I was ensnared and enchanted by the lurid descriptions of mythology, of the lovable characters of Percy, Annabeth, and Grover, and the upside-down world they lived in. Over the course of the move and our eventual settling into our new California home, I devoured the series adamantly, reading "The Battle of the Labyrinth" almost five times in the fifth grade and eventually finishing out with "The Last Olympian." The series accompanied me through a difficult move and a whirlwhind of early puberty; by that time, Percy and friends I knew intimately as my own companions. When the series ended, I happily parted with it, and began other literary conquests (namely in the realm of classics).

After an almost year-long break, I re-discovered the series in sixth grade. I hadn't realized that there was a companion series to the first, in fact, a continuation - The Heroes of Olympus. I lapped up "The Lost Hero" and "The Son of Neptune" with greed, and eagerly awaited the arrival of "The Mark of Athena" the following year.

One of my most vivid memories of middle school was sneaking downstairs the morning of the Kindle release of "The Mark of Athena", sneaking past my parents' bedroom as stealthily as I could in the wee hours of the morning to get my kindle and immerse myself in the world. I believe I finished it in about two days. For the next two books in the series, I followed the same pattern: get up early, read it as fast as I could get my hands on it. "The Blood of Olympus", the last book in the series, came out in my freshman year of high school. After finishing the second series, I shelved my much-loved paperbacks for good, and turned myself to other literary pursuits. I eventually relocated to Virginia, and went to college. Percy and friends were almost forgotten until my first year at the University of Virginia.

I was devastatingly alone my first semester at university. I didn't know what to do with myself, entombed by my loneliness. However, at the bottom of my suitcase, I found my old Kindle Paperwhite, with both of Percy's series neatly installed for me. I made a resolution with myself: I would reread both series, reading only at mealtimes where I sat alone. By the time I was finished, I wanted to see where I was compared to when I started.

Re-reading the series was like coming home. It was nostalgia, sadness, and ecstasy wrapped into one. I delighted in revisiting Percy's old haunts, his friends, his challenges. However, it was sad, knowing I had grown up and left them behind while they had stayed the same. It was a riveting memory train which made me look forward to meals, and eased my loneliness at school. Gradually, as the semester progressed, I was reading on Percy's tales less and less, as I found my friends, clubs, and organizations that gradually took up more and more time.

I still haven't finished my re-read, and am about halfway through "The Blood of Olympus". I've come a long way in the almost decade since I first received that tattered copy of "The Lightning Thief", and I still have some ways to go. So thanks, Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Jason, Piper, Reyna, Nico, Frank, Hazel, Leo. Thank you for growing up with me. I'll never forget you.


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