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Monday, March 19, 2012

We are the Best Friends that Anyone Could Have

     So I decided that today I am going to blog about the importance of friendship in your life. Everyone needs friends. We may say that we are loners or that we can survive on our own, but it simply isn't true. The fact is, interactions are necessary. Our friends, and even our acquaintances, are our support system. And without a support system we cannot survive. Could your heart survive without your ribs? I think not! The reason for your ribcage is there is to protect the vital organs within. Similarly, your friends protect you from the world. The true ones are there for you in good times and bad. They are there to hold you through the storms, dance with you in the rain, and laugh with you in the sunshine.
     I know it can be hard to let your walls down and trust someone, but hey...take a walk on the wild side and do something different for a change. Be a friend. Make a difference. Trust me, I know walls. In fact, some would call me the queen of walls. But even I have learned that sometimes the walls are best knocked down. Trust is important. Trust is the vital organs of friendship, and the actions of that special person is the ribcage. Those actions protect the trust that is so dear to us. But what is trust? I say it is unconditionally believing that someone wants the best for you and would do anything to achieve that, but everyone has their own definition. Anywhoozers...back to walls. For years I have built up walls to certain people and have even built up walls in general BECAUSE of certain people. Very few peole break through those walls, but the ones who do I am glad of. You guys know who you are :)
     Without my friends I would not be where I am today. A shout out to some of the closest ones: even if we do not talk every day or see each other often...I love you and you are my best friends. Some that I cannot go without mentioning are to be listed below and if you aren't here it does not mean you are not appreciated. Harley, you are my rock and my soul mate. The past two years of living with you has been the best experience of my life. We have grown together and experienced so much. I swear we are going to grow up to have families yet continue to live together. Inseparable. Andy, you are my best friend and I love you so much. I know we have had some rough patches lately, but that does not change my thoughts of you. You have been there for me through so much and I cannot thank you enough. I'm sorry and I love you. Devin, I met you way back in third grade and even though we were separated for a few years, we came back together as if we hadn't spent any time apart and now I consider you one of my best friends. Not only are you there for me unconditionally, but you have introduced me to an entirely new group of best friends. For that I cannot thank you enough. Which, brings me to Ryan. Even though I have only known you a couple months now, I am closer to you than I am with some of my friends that I have known for years. You have helped me through some rough times lately and I am so thankful for you. You can always brighten my day and I hope that never changes. You know I am here for you no matter what you need. Next, I want to mention my little sister Alyssa. Even though we may bicker and be at each others throats sometimes, our friendship never fades. I love you so much and I am so proud of who you are becoming. Family first, always. Love you sistahhcuzz. Lastly, Sarah and Tim. You guys are the brother and sister I never had, but always wanted. Yes, the way we met and the story in between then and now is a little twisted, but hey...when have we ever been normal? :) I am so thankful to have you and your family a part of my life and I hope that never changes. I miss you all so much. What I wouldn't give for a random drive stalking past the houses we know. Give Livi Bug a hug and kiss from Aunt Ashley!

     There is so many other people that I want to mention, but this would be a book by the end of my list, so I am going to stop now. The moral of this post...let your walls fall down and love a little. It's worth it in the end.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Cinderella Complex

     As I sit alone on this Sunday evening, I think about an issue that makes no sense to me. As a female in this society, I was raised in the completely wrong way and my surroundings constantly push me to be something I am not or something that I cannot be proud of. There are three main points to what I am trying to say.
     First of all, ever since we (and I say we as is MOST females) have been raised to think that it is okay for men to treat us like shit. In fact, we are taught that it is a sign of affection. This is totally backwards! When you were a little girl and a boy pushed you down on the playground or called you names, what did your mother tell you when you complained? For most people, the response was "He is only picking on your because he likes you". In what messed up state of mind is hurting someone physically and emotionally a way to show your affection and appreciation for that person? I believe that this mentality that has been instilled within us is the main reason for the complaints of females today. Men complain "girls always date the jerks". Well, that is because we have been taught that when men are douche bags (for a lack of a better word) to us, it means they like us. Therefore, we let them disrespect us thinking that one day they will grow up and show us their true feelings. Ladies. Wake up and realize that being cheated on, beaten, and broken down is NOT the way a man shows he loves you. Go out and find yourself a real man who treats you like a princess.
     My second point...we are also taught that their is a perfect man. Honestly, their is no such thing. No one is perfect. However, someone can be perfect in your eyes. Accepting someones flaws is what makes a relationship perfect. On top of that, we are taught that men will take care of us and always rescue us. One day our prince will come. Blah, blah, blah. Let's take Cinderella for example. Her perfect man meets her and does everything in his power to make her his own. Her prince rescues her from her horrible home life and whisks her away into the unknown. The problem is, we should not be teaching our daughters to rely on a man to take care of them. Teach independence. Take care of yourself and stop searching for the perfect man because he is not out there. Yes, it is true you will find the man of your dreams, but I can promise that in no way will he be perfect. The other thing that bugs me is about the Cinderella complex that we all suffer is we think that we must change for a man to want us. Cinderella was so afraid to let Prince Charming see her for what she truly was that she left her shoe at a party. I mean come on. My view is, if he doesn't love me at my worst, then he doesn't deserve me at my best. You should not have to put on a pound of makeup and push your boobs up to your chin to make someone love you. You want someone who loves you for you, not your body.
     The third and last point that is getting on my nerves is that as a society we are expected to always look our best. You know, sometimes I just want to wear sweatpants in public, throw my hair in a bun, and wipe ALL of the makeup off. The media tells us that you cannot be beautiful unless you have the best clothes, flawless makeup and skin, and the skinniest figure. The last time I checked, curves are sexier than bones. Girls torture themselves trying to meet this image that is supposedly pretty, but honestly it is sickening. I love my friends because they do not care if I have a few extra pounds or haven't updated my wardrobe since high school. I am the same person inside whether I weigh 140 pounds or 240 pounds. And what about all of these girls with their boobs hanging out of their shirts and butts showing out the bottom of their skirts walking to the club in stilettos. Looking for attention much? That is not the kind of attention you want. There is a certain point when there is TOO MUCH cleavage. Just remember you do not have to let it all hang out to win a guy over.
     Well, I think I am done rambling for now. Just had to get that out there. Comments are encouraged please :) Subscribe to my blog and follow me!