Monday, February 2, 2015

You Won't Believe What This Girl Does When She Orders Chipotle...What A Hero


*Dusts off this blog*




ahem...now that I've fooled you with the type of ridiculous title I've been seeing all over Facebook

GET IN LOSERS, WE'RE GOING BLOGGING.

Forces beyond my control led me to Chipotle tonight. There I was, standing in line probably being judged by the high school youths that were huddled around a table with their dreams and their cardigans. Ever since I started watching the food network (still unsure of how that happened), I’ve become more open to ~shaking things up~. I normally order a chicken burrito at Chipotle, but today, I decided to throw away my life savings and order a chicken burrito with GUACAMOLE. Because why not. Because America. Because we’re young and we’re reckless, we’ll take this way too far.


My transaction at the register was quick, mostly due to social anxiety of people waiting on me to get my life together while I’m paying. It wasn’t until I was filling up my water cup that I realized they hadn’t charged me my firstborn child for the guacamole. I looked back at the line. It was starting to get busy. The sun was setting. I was near the door. 

I then became W. Smith


Flashbacks of Sunday school lessons about honesty played in my head. “JESUS WILL KNOW” “SATAN SAYS IT’S NO BIG DEAL” “H E DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS IS FOR THE LIARS”. 

I’m making this way longer than it should be. I went back to the register and was like “yo, you didn’t charge me for my guac”. The cashier looked confused for a second and then responded with “....oh, uh...sorry about that”. She then charged me for my guacamole and I left.



I turned down Shakira on the drive home while I pondered what had happened. It was trivial and a bit inconvenient. I could’ve probably lived the rest of my life and turned out to be a decent human being. What I thought about more was the motivation behind doing what I did.

Why do we do the right things?

Some of us hold the belief that blessings or good karma will come our way if we do the right thing. Maybe we’ll avoid negative consequences or punishment for our actions if we do the right thing. Maybe we reverse the roles and decide to do the right thing because that’s how we would want to be treated. These reasons can be considered motivations for doing the right thing, which leads me to my next question..

Why do we need motivation to do the right things? 
(BIRD, I NEED YOUR PSYCH DEGREE FOR THIS). 

Was part of me disappointed that the cashier didn’t just let me have my guac for free? Sure. If this was a picture perfect example of the principle of honesty, the cashier would’ve been like “omg sweetie don’t even worry about it. Here, have a churro also” and I would’ve bumped into Ryan Gosling on the way out. Where was my gold trophy? Was this vision a product of the entitlement of my generation, or rather, the way we were raised to create such a perspective?

alright, fine.

My point is, maybe we should stop socializing future generations to do the right things because of future rewards/fear of punishment/etc. Maybe we should stop listing reasons as to why we should do the right things. Are we capable of doing the right things just because they’re right? Can that be reason enough? Granted, “the right thing” is subjective in many many contexts, but I believe that common ground can be found in the phrase.

I don’t have answers to a lot of these questions, but I think we should start placing more faith in ourselves and our ability to act in decent ways. No fire and brimstone. No Ryan Gosling.

xoxox, Holls


p.s.

The only thing you actually need to know is that the burrito was 5/5 stars


Friday, November 14, 2014

clean enough...what?



Yo.

Been awhile.

We're really sorry about that.  Kinda. But we've been off living life and occasionally being unattached from social media (HAH.)


But really, just because we're not blogging about it doesn't mean we're not keeping busy.
And by busy I may or may not mean that at least one of us is fully seven seasons into Criminal Minds. But this post isn't about Netflix. Not entirely.


Anyway, the last time we talked, we were telling you all about the grand southern adventure that was
B O N N A R O O.

We talked about being carefree, adventurous, and positive, and the months since we received that degree that is supposedly meant to dictate the rest of our lives have been truly remarkable. There have been the highest of highs and the lowest of lows, but all of our experiences came together to form our first summer of freedom. 100% adult. Completely irreplaceable.


to   r e c a p:

-one or more of us may have sold our souls to Corporate America for the foreseeable future.


-one or more of us may have turned 22 and WE'RE FEELING IT ALL YEAR


-one or more of us may have groupied hard and kissed a rock star


-one or more of us may have become a Pinterest celebrity


-one or more of us may have accidentally launched a modeling career


-one or more of us may have gotten accepted to ~**~*~Law School~*~**~.


-one or more of us may have crossed "french kiss a french dude" off of our bucket list. It was awful tbh


-the universe may have known that one or more of us tried gambling for the first time and allowed us to afford the gas back home from Vegas


-one or more of us may have experienced a whole relationship from beginning to end (cue Taylor Swift songs covering all emotional ranges from angry pop to nostalgic ballads idk)




-one or more of us may have decided to take up half-marathon running and is currently training for her first full 26.2 in the spring

#fitness!


-one or more of us had absolutely no idea how many BILLS one could possibly be expected to pay each month.



-one or more of us has absolutely no idea where life will lead in the next year, much less in the next week.


-one or more of us might call our parents crying at least once a week, desperately seeking guidance on how to even.


-one or more of us lost the company halloween costume contest to Where's Waldo and will never not be bitter about it


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Calling attention to some of the pitfalls and other experiences may lead one to believe that adulthood is really not all it's cracked up to be (honestly we haven't even figured out how we feel about that yet). 

But what we're really here to talk about this evening are some of the lessons we learned during this whirlwind of a summer.  Some of them might sound cliché, but I mean...clichés become clichés because, by and large, they're true. Even when we don't want to admit it.

ahem:
-Battling with housing management will always suck.  They'll always try to pull one over on you and extort more money from your already tight wallet.  


Our advice: Make sure they know that your are NOT an idiot and will not be taken advantage of. Keep records, save every email, every receipt, demand confirmation for payment, and keep your cool.  Evidence is key if you want to keep what's yours with these people.

~*~

-Some roommates are actually psychotic. You'll learn this lesson when one of them writes down your telephone number as the point of contact for the collections agency. Oh yes.  It happened. Some of them will leave exactly 63 dishes in the sink for 2 weeks, and when you decide you can't take it anymore, you do them all. Do you get a "thank you" or even acknowledgement of appreciation? Of course not.  This is the world we live in. 


Our advice: Save up to rent on your own.  Neither of us are here yet, but we can dream.

~*~
-Sometimes it pays to invest in quality basics. Maybe it's just the shopaholic in us speaking, but those black ankle boots from F21 might LOOK just as nice as the ones from Nordstrom (Nordstrom Rack, even!) but the 30 bucks you spent there is going to go exactly a million times less far than the 60 you'll spend on the years of wear you'll get from nicer quality.




That being said, make sure you can pay rent and not starve first. "Priorities" I guess.

~*~

-Spend time with people that MATTER, and literally forget about (but still be kind to) the people who are just not worth it anymore. Again, maybe we're just awful people, but trying to please everybody is exhausting and, quite simply, not fulfilling anymore. Leave the quest for popularity to the high schoolers and college freshmen (sorry), and do your best to only invest your energy into the people and activities that make you truly happy.


Sometimes, though, you have to just grit your teeth and go to lunch with that one person who just won't leave you alone. Or not. Do you.

~*~

And if most people just exhaust you, that's chill too. I get it. People suck. Take whatever time you need to just be ~over it~ 




*typed as I'm sitting in every stretchy item I own in the T-shirt quilt my mom made me at 9:29 p.m. on a Friday because...nah*.

~*~

On a similar note, do NOT fight for people who are not fighting back just as hard.  Easier said than done. Absolutely. Cliché town. Yes. But it is oh so important.


~*~

People in general want what's best for you, so sometimes (usually) they'll jump to the extreme.  They'll tell you to break up with him as soon as you have your first disagreement because he's CLEARLY not making you happy enough. They''ll give you all the wrong advice about your career and your lifestyle because they just wants to fix it right away.  


Take all the advice everyone gives you thoughtfully and graciously. Implement some of it. Completely forget the rest. Try. Fail. Try again. Succeed. Maybe fail again. Pray, if that's your thing. Eventually SOMETHING will work out.

~*~

The only way to accomplish ANYTHING is to start by doing SOMETHING. As fun as DGAFing is, it's not going to get you that promotion.  Put in the extra hours, wine and dine your boss, do your research, apply for the unrealistic job across the country just for kicks, etc. 


An opportunity not taken is always a "no," but if you just go for it, you're opening yourself up to receiving at least a "maybe," and sometimes a "maybe" is all you need.

~*~

Be unapologetically YOU. Let your freak flag fly. "Those who matter don't mind and those who mind don't matter" and all that crap.



But if your dude is into Breaking Bad you can totally google what a Heisenberg is.

~*~

Network. Network. NETWORK.



("just go on a lot of adventures but also look up your credit score"- Holls, on growing up)

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And here are some pictures of us and things:











Back soon maybe,

B x H