When it's Just not Fair...

When its just not fair by ashley beckfordThis year I've really come to understand what "Life's just not fair" means.  Three months ago I lost a good friend to breast cancer.  She was 26.  From the day we found out she was diagnosed to the time she became an angel, was less than a month.  She had stage four breast cancer by the time she found out, and from the chemo/radiation, she acquired lung cancer, brain cancer,  liver failure, and eventually she succumbed to a diease I'm all too familair with.  And you know what?  It sucked.

I met Gen in college.  She played basketball and I ran track and as at many colleges, we kenw each other through the sports connection.  You become this weird family where you may not all be really close, but you are because you get it.  I was two years ahead of Gen and when I graduated and came back to work in the Athletic department, I hired her as an intern.  When she graduated and moved on, we kept in touch, not as much as we'd talked before, but we still talked.  The day I was told about her condition, I didn't know what to do.  I'm what you would call the WORST at emotions.  I don't do well with expressing them and really I don't want to talk about them.  Ever.  My immediate reaction is action.  I want to help, I want to be in control, and I want to fix everything.  Unfortunately, I can't fix cancer.  

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Metrosexual Behavior (Men In Skinny Jeans)

Metrosexual Behavior (Men In Skinny Jeans)

I may not be an expert in fashion, but what the hell do you men in your skinny jeans think you're doing? Fashion is freedom of expression, it's a personality and a way of being for many people. With that being said, a grown man in skinny jean says "I left my balls at home." And seriously, aren't those things bad for your balls? Aren't they supposed to roam free? Honestly, I'm concerned for your health. Metrosexuality has gone too far.

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Kids These Days

Kids These Days

What the hell is wrong with kids these days? They're obese, they're lazy, and they completely lack imagination. When I was little, my mom told my brother and I to go play outside and come back for dinner; then she would shut the door. We spent hours playing kickball with the neighbor kids, climbing trees, and rollerblading as fast as possible down hills (in an attempt to see if we could stop before rolling down into the weeds full of snakes, I think we actually started the show wipeout).

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Mind Your Own Damn Business

Mind Your Own Damn Business

People spend a lot of time judging. I'm not talking about the once in awhile comments everyone makes while people watching, I'm talking those people who have to have an opinion on everything.Everybody knows that one friend or co worker that has to comment on everything from what you're wearing to what you eat for lunch, to your love life.Girls are notorious for this mentality.And I'm over it.What does what someone is wearing, who they're dating, what they do for a living, or what they weigh have to do with you?Explain to me how it greatly impacts your life?I'll tell you how, it makes you negative; and negativity breeds negativity.You don't know what is going on in that person's life that makes them who they are.Making quick, irrelevant judgments of another person is negative, insecure, and boring.Try saying something positive about someone, or even to them.Sprinkle some positivity into your day, it's contagious.So the next time you feel like bashing someone for their shoes/clothes/hair/lifestyle choices; why don't you re-group, re-evaluate your thinking; and either say something positive, or STFU and mind your own damn business.Mom was right, if you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.

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FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS AND PINKY SWEARS

FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS AND PINKY SWEARS

As I grow older and wiser, I'm starting to learn the true meaning of friendship.  When we're young, it's all about who you know, how many friends you have, and how often you're out on the scene.  But then we reach a point where all the effort and the upkeep get tiring.  There's always that breaking point where someone you thought was your friend turns on you or you get put in a situation where you need help and those you thought would be there aren't.  For me, that point happened about a month ago.  I don't think I had a big dramatic moment, I just started to notice little things people do or don't do and I got exhausted dealing with those people.  So I stopped.  I stopped calling, stopped trying to make time for those people, and most of all, stopped giving a F_ck.  And what I've learned is I'm not bitter, I'm not mad, I'm not hurt.  I simply put more time into the few that mean the most, and less time into the stress of the others.

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