Never have I heard a natural phenomenon discussed in such an eloquent way that it sent chills through my body.

A woman’s monthly cycle is not something to be ashamed of or shamed for.  This poet sends such a POWERFUL message to women…and men, in fact. She spills her emotion-filled words hoping to encourage her daughter to embrace herself and discourage men from acting as if this is something women have chosen to partake in. Trust me guys, I’m speaking for most – if not all- women when I say if we could do away with this monthly “visit”, WE WOULD!

So my challenge to you, my readers, is to not only watch this video but share it with men and women because this is just one of the many things women are foolishly shamed for by our male counterparts.



Caution: May Cause Controversy.

“The belief that men love  ‘inexperienced’ women is a fallacy.”

This was possibly one of the most misogynistic comments I’ve come across is a long time. Those were the exact words thrown in my face after explaining to a male peer, multiple times, that I am waiting for marriage to do what, obviously, the rest of my generation has wasted no time doing.  After reading that text message one can only imagine how pissed I was by pretty much being told I am impossible to love simply because I won’t spread my legs. Now, that may not have been what he meant to say, but in the end, it’s what he said all in attempt to have me set aside my beliefs, morals and religion for someone who has not even tried to respect or understand my boundaries and standards. Little does he know, I know of multiple couples who have saved and are saving themselves for marriage and are living happily and I plan on doing the same. But it sucks that guys like this not only exist but think it’s okay to say something like that to one who has explained time and time again why sex, as of now, is not an option.

Only my closest friends (and I guess, now all of my readers) know where my passion lies with the subject of being a virgin, which in this day and age is like saying I’m a fricken dinosaur because you just don’t see it anymore, especially at my age. I guess I will never understand when and why sex became such a BIG DEAL in Western culture. I’ve always said I have an old soul or I was born in the wrong decade but here recently, after having several different conversations with a few close friends, did I officially realize that I just don’t fit in with today’s society and, according to this guy, won’t find love because I’ve decided to stand up for this one specific thing. I mean, come on men! If you always initiate conversation by bringing up a sex related topic and/or it’s impossible to talk with you for at least 30 minutes without you making a sexual comment…you’re not the one for me. But, by the gauge of what he deems appropriate or inappropriate  to say to women, it’s looking like he’s pretty far from love his own self. So, at least I know I’m not alone, right? (lol)

Unfortunately, unlike myself, I’ve witnessed multiple peers fall under the spell of smooth words and a wide smile only to be left heartbroken and/or dealing with other consequences. Now, I am NOT judging those who have decided to partake of sex prior to marriage, but in saying that, I would also expect to not be judged for opting out of participation. But I would like to know, why is it that I, and those alike, are expected to explain why we’ve made this decision but very rarely do we, as a society, ask someone who’s had sex “why would you do that?” An never before have I ever heard “well, the belief that a person can love one with experience is a fallacy.”

So, to the “friend” who thought it was okay to make such a ridiculous comment…thank you for allowing me to realize that I need to heighten my standards in hopes of avoiding misogynistic ignorance such as yours.


What do ya’ll think?

Have you ever come across such a comment?

How did you handle it?

Or, do you agree with him?

4 Things I Couldn’t Learn From that $400 Textbook.

Well my lovely readers, it’s been a week since I have officially graduated from college. And, although I have obtained an endless amount of knowledge about the field that I am looking to go into; there was an equal amount of knowledge obtained about life in general. Like most times, I don’t have anything profound to say and some of it may even sound as if it’s coming from Captain Obvious, but I felt the need to pinpoint a few things I learned outside the classroom…maybe for my peace of mind.

1. Making friends is not as easy as it seems:

Going into college I had the expectation of making thousands of friends, but was the COMPLETE opposite. About a week before graduation, I found myself being able to count on one hand the amount of good “friends” I can say I made within the past four years. And,coincidentally, that counts one that I randomly reconnected with years after falling out of contact.

When touring the University campus, prior to the application process, the tour guide of course embellished the environment saying it’s filled with smiling faces and friendly conversation…that’s not always true. The majority of the campus that I explored was usually filled with people hustling and bustling to make it to class on time, even though it is obvious they’re going to be at least 5 minutes late. And the people that I did attempt to make small talk with or even smile at, retorted with a side eye and/or blank stare… Therefore, after a few weeks, I kind of gave up in the friend making department and just let whatever happen, happen. Luckily, I did come across a few keepers.

2. Take every free t-shirt handed out around campus: 

There were days that I woke and remember that I forgot to do laundry the night before. Therefore, one of many from that pile of shirts I picked up at a festival/event the week before paired nicely with those jeans I forgot I even had until 10 minutes before class. But, in the instance that  they ran out of my shirt size, (’cause it happened to at least one group of students at every event) I grabbed a shirt anyway, ya know…for memories ‘n such.

3.  Being a college student does NOT mean you have to eat like one:

Let me make this clear, THE FRESHMAN 15 IS NOT A REQUIREMENT. I refused to be the typical student that gained 15+ pounds just because I got the tiniest taste of freedom…along with fast food, papa johns and a local mexican restaurant. During my freshman year, yeah I ate a lot of pizza and mexican food but I also took the time to pop open my, according to residence services, forbidden George Forman grill and microwave a bag of frozen veggies. Again, THE FRESHMAN 15 IS NOT A REQUIREMENT.

4. Stay true to yourself: 

Now this may seem obvious and simply but it’s not that way for everyone. Throughout my four years I’ve seen people change…some for the better, some for the worse. Peer pressure is most certainly real. Luckily, I never cracked under pressure but a few people I know did and do therefore causing them to do something completely out of character.

If you ask anyone I came into contact with they can tell you that I was far from your typical college student, meaning: I rarely drank (never once have I been hungover), sex was not an option (because neither were babies and std’s) and if I wouldn’t be able tell my family about my college escapade the next morning, chances are I didn’t do it. Call me a square if you want but just know I was true to myself in the end.


Quickie Post: “I Killed A Man”

So, I’m sure by now the majority of us have heard and/or watched the video of Matthew Cordle confessing to killing a man, right?  If not, here’s a short background on his story. Matthew Cordle, 22, made the decision to drive drunk after a night of bar hopping. Unfortunately, while driving the wrong way down Interstate 670 in Columbus, Ohio, Cordle struck an oncoming car killing the driver, Vincent Cazani.

His video was posted on a website called becauseisaidiwould.com which consist of people attempting to better the world “through the power of promise.” During the taping of the video, Cordle wrote on his promise card that he would take full responsibility of his actions. He also stated that he refused to dishonor Cazani’s legacy and family.

My questions to you:

Do you think Matthew Cordle did the right thing by confessing before charges were filed against him?

Is the media giving him too much praise for this confession?

What would you have done if you were in Cordle’s shoes?

My name is Dani and I’m addicted to Pinterest.

  • ImageThis is just a random, pointless post that won’t be long. But, I felt the need to get this off my chest.. lol. Enjoy my confusing rant about Pinterest. 

A viral sanctuary by the name of Pinterest has taken over my life! The thought of one day owning all of those cars, classy bathrooms and outrageous home decor is overwhelming yet oddly stress relieving. Am I the only one with a dream in the back of their mind of earning enough money to purchase every single pair of earrings in the world, solely by working my dream job, music journalist? We all know that this dream is pretty far fetched yet… I still believe it!

Therefore, I felt the need to confess that I have an addiction. Not to drugs, alcohol or anything crazy like those people on My Strange Addiction who eat deodorant or enjoy coffee enemas (yuck!), but I am simply addicted to dreaming… dreaming that I will one day actually be able to put together an outfit like GabiFresh or meet Donald Glover, Gary Clark Jr. and Esperanza Spalding and they will teach me everything they know about style, DJ’ing, singing, and playing the guitar.

In conclusion, I’m addicted and I’m determined to one day own a chandelier in my bathroom or at least go to a Childish Gambino (Donald Glover) concert… one day!

Thanks again for reading yet another one of my rants… about nothing! lol

It’s been so long!

Oh, it’s been so long! I would think that going to school to become a journalist would inspire me to blog a bit more. However it has the exact opposite affect. I find myself being frustrated with writing more than anything!

Every piece of work is criticized and picked apart by a professor or teacher who’s already published books, edited major local papers or is currently writing a book. That has to be the most annoying and nerve wrecking thing of all.

I’ve quickly realized that blogging is a lot easier than writing a class assignment. Writing for an invisible but obviously present audience is easier than writing for a professor who, you already know, is going to tear your assessment apart.  I also find myself constantly questioning whether or not I’m cut out to be a journalist or if I’m simply a writer with a petty dream. 

Ohhhhh the struggle of being a simple aspiring writer! lol 

Will you be bored after this?

“…Never say you are bored. Boredom is a disbelief in God. Boredom is an illness that destroys faith. Does it mean anything other than dissatisfaction with life? Life is a blessed gift from God Almighty, so how can a believer become bored or dissatisfied with it? You say you are dissatisfied with this or that, and I ask you from what did this or that originate? Doesn’t everything originate with the Glorious God who in His kindness rights all wrongs? Never rebel against the work of the Creator! All of life has beauty and taste, although the bitterness of an evil soil will pollute the most appetizing gates. Believe me, pain brings joy, despair has its pleasure, and death teaches a lesson. How can we be bored when the sky is blue, the earth green and the flowers fragrant? How can we be depressed when hearts have a capacity for love and our souls have the power of faith? Seek refuge from the devil in God and never say you are bored…”

Midaq Alley by Naguib Mahfouz Pgs.51-52
This is a book my, regional studies: middle east, class is currently reading. I thought this was a deep message. Maybe you’ll think twice the next time you say you are bored…I know I will.