The Walk Of Fame

My college consists of roughly 3,000 kids; a student body represented by about fifty percent male students, fifty percent female students, and too few countries to bother to count. My Catholic college seems to have appealed to many students that flew in because their Catholic high school suppressed anything else on their application. So is it me, or am I surrounded by a lot of people with a lot of small ideas?

My daily life consists of trying to better the world and myself in many ways, but I see it as one of my many duties to convey the idea of social equality to all. As I sit through meetings, gym classes, and my normal back to back classes, I see more and more strikes put down as acts to separate the sexes. No one, not even me, can deny that we have differences between sexes, but that doesn't mean I can't watch football and take the walk of fame on a Sunday morning.

Who has the right to tell me my walk home from someone else's dorm is any less prestigious than that of the boy who seems to do the same thing as you more often than not? Why is it his unjustifiable right to get to take this walk of fame home from his girl’s place, give his buddies a high five, take a beer, and watch the pats continue their undefeated season?

Why can't I, as a woman, live that same life style? Who is to say that my genitals change my mental state? Who is to say that I don't know more stats about the next football game than the boy sitting next to you on the couch? Who is to say that I can't apply makeup for Saturday night and wake up Sunday morning to do nothing more than snack out and hope the Giants stay first in their division? Who is to say that I don’t share the same desires as the male population?

It seems brutally unfair. A man lives his life in a completely different way than us, and then expects us to respect him. How is it that you would like me to respect you when you have continuously thrown me down over and over again?

We want to be who we want to be. We want to act the way we want to. We want to think, talk, and walk how we so please. So let us. It seems that here I am, closer than ever to these immature close-minded duds holding us to certain standards. Women, start holding yourselves to your own standards. Remember, we are not just women, we are humans.