Strong Women

Forbes recently put out their list of the most powerful women.

http://www.forbes.com/wealth/power-women/gallery

Of corse the top of the list was a swarm of women in politics. I wish I could say I knew who they all were but alas I don't. Amongst Michelle Obama and Hilary Clinton, though, was Beyonce and Lady Gaga. I guess it just proves that if you do what you love, and do it well, stay true to yourself, and work hard you can obtain so much.

It wasn't long ago that a tell-all

came out about Lady Gaga and all her craziness, and yet, here she is at the top of the Forbes list of most powerful women. Hooray for her.

I think the most endearing part about this list is that the women aren't all pure perfection. Lady Gaga had an eating disorder. Ellen, as fantastic as she is, falls in the minority with her sexuality. Angelina Jolie, #21, has a whole sordid history, complete with blood necklaces and massochism.

The thing about both Angelina and Beyonce is that, they too were once young. And all of the tourmoil and emotion and heartbreak that besoughts any young girl, hurt them too.

However I look to them with admiration. They became the most amazing young women and exemplify beauty and power.

In my life, I too want to be respected and hold some power, even if it's just between some colleges. But it's not easy when your constantly trying to get past the bad, and simulataneously

realize that it makes you who you are. People always say that you can't have any sort of sordid history to make it in politics, but amongst all the female politicians are powerful, human, imperfect women.

I suppose you got to just love and respect yourselves. I've found that you must if you want anyone else to follow suit.

xojordie

ps Chelsea Handler was number 33. Fantastic.

Slutty can be lovely

I've been stuck lately. Just frustrated and upset. I love school and studying and people and professors. But then by Thursday my random swing of depression had just kicked in full blast, and there was no escaping it. I love my boyfriend, I know I do. I took care of him when he had food poisoning all night two weekends ago. And I spent the entire next day shopping at Walmart and Target and random boutiques with him. But I just needed to get away from him this last weekend. I just wanted to yell at my best friend. And hide from all of my other friends.

Someone once said, "just keep going through the motions." Perfect.

At least we threw the most fantastic, spontaneous Halloween party last night. Sort of like a weird fresh start. Sometimes I forget, a hot shower, manicure and deep contintioning treatment don't do what you want them to. But a raging party full of boys and catty girls and tears and hugging and dancing and slutty costumes, that is the perfect mental turnaround.

xojordie

Favorite way to escape

To all those ladies out there, I'm writing to you

After three years of attending a massive college in California I've finally grown up a substanstial amount. Thank goodness because I've spent so long fighting the systems around me. While it's been fun, it's never been satisfying.

I've died my hair black; eaten everything around me; eaten nothing for days; kept everything inside; spilled my guts to strangers; and a whole lot of other cliche things.

But I've finally become a young lady I'm proud of.

In this blog I plan to discuss everything, sex, drugs, rock&roll, with the hopes that at least one girl will find some encouragment to grow instead of hide from the world.

xojordie