You know how in the movies, the protagonist has that life defining moment? I think I just had one of my own. After clicking on a link on my Twitter feed, I found myself watching a youtube movie. At first I was skeptical, but just minutes in I was enthralled. KONY2012 is a huge movement in an effort to arrest Joseph Kony. He is a man in Africa who is forcing children to be soldiers in his army. He makes them kill their own parents, and then to mutilate and kill others. 

I have a self-admitted soft spot for philanthropy. Normally I would say something like this is just a ploy for money, but it truly is a crime against humanity. I figured the least I could do was to donate $10 and wear a red bracelet supporting the cause. 

This post is definitely not to force anyone to do the same. Just watching and sharing the video helps the cause. If you watch it and want to help great, if not, that’s fine too. I am not one to tell anyone how they should feel about anything. My friends know that while I have my beliefs I am the last person to push anything on anyone. If you want to learn more go to kony2012.com Thanks for listening peeps!«< I’m such a dork. 

The best part is, he’ll deny being any of these. Humility is a great thing.

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Really moving.

(Source: beachhbums)

Most humble number 1 draft pick. 

Pavel, or Pasha as his friends know him, was picked first by Team Chara in tonight’s NHL All-Star Draft. How many thought that the 171st pick in the 1998 NHL Draft would become one of the league’s most talented players.

Back from hiatus. Lately I’ve been cheating on my blog with Pinterest. It is content overload. From hair to clothing, to fitness, and recipes. It’s enough to keep a girl occupied through an entire day of class. Not much going on here. The holidays were good to me. My life consists of school and the gym at the moment. And hockey. Which means the Detroit Red Wings are on my mind more than is normally acceptable.

There has been a lot of controversy in the hockey world re: concussions. This hits home because a MN teen, Jack Jablonski, was recently checked from behind. The hit severed his spine at the C-vertebra level, leaving him paralyzed. Doctors said he wouldn’t be able to move his arms or legs ever again, however he’s already been able to move his arms. He has received tremendous support from hockey players at all levels across the country. He’s one courageous and determined young man and I wish him nothing but the best in his recovery. 

Sauce Hockey has made two shirts available for purchase, and all proceeds go to the Jack Jablonski fund. They can be found at saucehockey.com

Not my most creative post but that’s all I’ve got for now. xoxo

Does anyone know how to add a twitter timeline to my blog? I’m terrible when it comes to adding code. Help!

Av någon anledning samhälle idag har gjort det så kvinnor känner att de måste konkurrera med varannan kvinna där ute. Ta ikväll till exempel, gick jag ut för att ta en drink med vänner. VÄNNER, killar och tjejer. Jag pratar med en av mina närmare kille vänner när en tjej går upp, försök att hångla med honom (och misslyckas) och sedan argt går därifrån.Jag vänder mig om för att se henne pekade på mig (och inte vill nöjd med min närvaro) Hon går sedan upp och säger till min vän att f * ck off.

Exempel nummer två på natten. Jag har haft ett på och av romans med en man, som är betydligt äldre än mig själv. Vi förstår bara varandra. Hur som helst, får jag att det ser konstigt eller fel att utomstående. Och tydligen några av hans äldre kvinnliga vänner håller med. De visar öppet sin avsky. Mestadels genom att avbryta konversationer. Och jag är inte flickan att orsaka uppståndelse över den. Jag kan inte se att det är värt min tid.

Jag förstår bara inte när det blev okej för kvinnor att slå på varandra. Jag har inga problem med att vara vänner med andra honor. Faktum är att jag har många. Men när denna typ av beteende dyker upp, lämnar det mig kraftigt förvirrad. Jag känner mig nästan som jag har gjort något för att förtjäna det. Förutom Jag vet att jag inte har det. Säg det med mig självförtroende. Jag ser en vacker kvinna och jag uppskattar henne. Jag tror inte negativt av henne. Jag förnedra henne inte på något sätt. Faktum är att vackra kvinnor får mig att vilja bättre själv. Jag beundrar dem.

Från och med nu kommer det att bli svettningar på de lokala barerna, eftersom klädd i en t-shirt med leggings och stövlar är alldeles för “dressat” för denna stad. Ledsen för att ta stolthet i mitt utseende. Låt oss arbeta på vår självkänsla damer. Vi ska vara vänner, inte fiender. Och ja, jag pratar med dig, kvinna med mamma hår-cut (inget brott moms). Att helt enkelt lägga bränsle på elden.

Faktiskt, nu när jag inte behöver mina anhängare, har jag beslutat att jag ska klä upp varje gång jag går ut. Bara för att visa att de inte kan påverka mig. Jag gillar att se bra ut. Är att ett sådant brott? Jag kommer att vara den första att säga att jag är något utöver det vanliga. Men jag investera i hur jag ser ut. Svartsjuka är verkligen en ful sak.

Just off work and I turn on the tele to see the opening for the return of the Winnipeg Jets. And now I find myself crying like a baby because they showed a tribute for Rick Rypien and his mom dropped the puck for the ceremonial face-off. 

It’s another week of gorgeous weather here in the Midwest. However, with the 80 degree heat, I can’t seem to find an opportunity to wear the latest addition to my wardrobe. But hockey season is upon us and these will keep my feet nice and toasty while I freeze my butt off in an arena. 

Sitting at home having just finished my studies for the day, and I thought to myself, I could stand to go on a diet and lose a few lbs. But then I got to thinking about my economics class. We are discussing world economies in countries like China, and how they work for such low wages. Makes me think, am I being foolish by “refusing” foods simply for the aesthetics? Shouldn’t I be grateful for having the ability to eat whenever necessary? Is this part of what is wrong with America? Our obsession with the outer and less and less focus on the inner? Or is my brain simply vomitting up whatever comes to mind due to exhaustion? 

Found this on a friend’s blog. The translation may be a little off but you get the gist. Something that all of us yanks should give thought to. Are we really happy? Or simply deceiving ourselves so that we fit the plastic mold that is America today. 

“The worst thing about being depressed is not really that we are down, but rather that it is not up. The environment expects that regardless of how you feel should be seen as the happy, positive, driven, successful, social type you are when the wheels are properly greased and rolling on as smoothly. In the difficult seized life manual for instructions on how to get it where hardworking, popular, glamorous bride the world want. Working, studying, shopping, partying, flirting, fucking in an ugly but happy circle . While you struggle with education, jobs or both then you tipple of wine during the week and champagne mixed with the Hotshots on the weekend, go shopping when you’re on the line to jump when you are home, flirting 24 / 7 without appearing slutty and have sexseveral times a week to keep hormones in check as Cosmo and VR, blogging three times a day for someone to stool in among the competition, keep up with all the pointless reality shows and gab, have made mani-pedis every now and then, go at events and concerts as often as you brush your teeth, pretend that latte tastes like best in Voice Recognition cardboard cup, pull in and use contacts to the right and left, taking a power walk with your best friend once a day, bleach your teeth regularly , eat sushi every Friday, flat hair every morning, SMSA in his sleep and stand on your head when it’s trend or lie on bed of nails when they are selling like hot cakes. You have to fit into the framework and perform these everyday routines. Sadly becomes some systematically brainwashed and think that this is reality, and that’s just the bar - because it is not okay to not be okay. “