Never Say Never

Okay yall. This is my first blog entry to ever post.

I should probably tell you why my blog title is called Hustle and Glow. 

Italics are a nice change of pace! Especially in Helvetica.

I'm not going to tell you what my blog title means. 

As I sit here in Tolliver doing homework, listening to music, reading  people watching.  I'm noticing that on this particular day, jorts and carpenter jeans are a staple on campus. So I says to myself, "maybe the economy is failing because a ton of people haven't bought new jeans since fifth grade.  How do they still fit these jeans 10 years later?" 

I have a lot of questions to ask God when I get to Heaven.  

I am a hater and a judger. I'm sorry ya'll.  I really do try not to.  I think I'm going to try to be a person who praises the things that I like to see people do/wear.  Rather than mentally punish people who do/wear things that are socially/stylishly criminal.

BUT

Since I haven't arrived at this goal yet, can I go ahead and put some folks on blast (no name dropping I promise)?

Thanks

Fellas. please PLEASE stop coming at the ladies with these painfully obvious tactics of getting a date.  You try to do things that you think, "the chicks dig."  You seem to think that your extreme efforts to be athletic, musical, muscles R us, hilarious, and sometimes even uber spiritual will capture the attention of any and every lovely lady out there.  And you may get the attention of a few, but I've been in your shoes before (not your actual shoes because I would never have purchased those).  So I want to share this little morsel of wisdom with you.  I know it may sound cliche` but JUST BE YOU.  Want to know why?  Ok, there will always be someone better than you at whatever it is that you're trying to be awesome at. Then you're going to get jealous (don't act like "your not a jealous person." because you are).  Be yourself because you're better than everyone else at doing that.        I guess this whole paragraph is just to say, STOP TRYING SO HARD BECAUSE YOU'RE MAKING ME SICK. 

I'm going to class. Less than a week until I'm finished with college. And yes, I'm trying to celebrate.