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I used to love the SiZe of my
SO tiny AND PERFECT....
....Until I was told that BIG eyes are beautiful
I used to love the color of my hair,
golden, brown, and
red...a mysterious myriad of colors....
....Until I was told that blonde equals dumb, brown is boring, and red is
I used to love my body.
I used to love my strong convictions....
....Until I was told I was too rigid, too structured, too conservative
I used to love my mind.
I used to love my humanitarian concerns....
....Until I was told I
was too soft, too kind-hearted, too liberal
I used to love my
I used to love my inside as well as my outside....
THEY told me what I was, who I am, and what I needed to be.
They. They have defined me. They have put me in a
[box], trapped me
They. They are the ones who have sculpted me
based on THEIR
Images they want to see, images they prefer.
They. Who are they?
I want to be me. Free to be me.
I don't want a
definition to define me.
I want to be....
I want to decide who I am,
what I stand for, what I believe in,
and what I
want to do with MY life.
I want to be me. It's that simple.
Be yourself. Be you.
body, your mind, &
Life, my on-line journal..."blog" thingy
to read what she's all been up
am SO sorry that I have not blogged in forever.
This summer was rough. We
finally got settled in here. The only cool thing
about this place is my room, which is super huge.
I think my parents gave me the biggest bedroom in
the house because they feel bad tearing me away
from my real home. I logged on-line for the
first time in a log time today. Ashley
e-mailed me, but nothing from Devan. Why
do I continue to torture myself?
Why do I even care? But Ashley told me to
check out a profile she found on-line. It
was Devan's! He didn't have much on there,
but when I looked at his "Friends," I
saw "Devan's Girl" was listed as a
screen name, and the picture was of Ali! How
disgusting! I clicked on her profile, and
she is blogging about him! Here is one of
kisses taste like honey. He is the sweetest
kisser. As the summer has went on, we've....
This is my rant.
Vanity Sizing. Have you
heard of it? Apparently some clothing companies have begun the
practice of sizing their clothing smaller so that larger girls/women can
feel good about themselves, because now they can fit into a smaller
size. I think this is ridiculous! We all need to love
ourselves as we are. And if we don't love ourselves, then we need
to do something to change our mindsets. Going into a store and
picking out a Size Four when you know you really wear a Size Six should
not be your day's self-esteem booster. And how can anyone shop for
a friend anymore? Let's see, Jessie is a Size 8 at The Gap but a
Size 10 at Vanity. Lyssa is a Size 2 at Old Navy but a Size 6 at
Younkers. Oh please!
this college girl asked about why this guy would choose a
skinny girl over her, barring that "everything
else" is the same about her and this girl. First
off, he probably chose the skinny girl because he is
probably a shallow jerk, or maybe there is something else he
sees in her other than the skinny...(besides himself!)
Okay, joking aside, I am curious why so many people replied
to her bashing skinny women. I, myself, am
skinny. This does not make me "shallow,"
"anorexic" or any of those other negatives any
more than it makes a larger girl "unconfident,"
"a pig," etc. Why do we label each other
based on looks? Why do we label groups? You can
have a large girl who is nice, a skinny girl who is a jerk,
a smart girl who is pretty, a dumb girl who is ugly, or a
whole combination of things. Just because one person
has one trait does not mean we all do. Just wanted to
mention that. We need to get to know the individual
and quit labeling groups!