The Election, Obviously

I am neither bold nor brave. I rarely voice my political opinion, as when I was younger I was quickly shut down by my family. I posted a few things on Facebook when the campaign was still new, but quickly removed them as stupid fights would often break out over something I had posted.

I am neither bold enough nor brave enough to talk to my family or friends about my political views. Politics has never been civil, and those that state otherwise need to go take another history class. We will not all agree on how the country should be run.

I have been on and off Facebook today, and all I can do is shake my head.

Not because Trump won, but because of the way grown adults are acting.

Threatening to move to another country because your preferred candidate did not win is like telling your parent you are going to ignore them because they refused to buy you ice cream. Your parent is America and you are the bratty kid throwing a fit because you are not getting what you want. Do you really think America cares if you leave? Chances are, America does not. As a matter of fact, America would be happy for you to leave so when Trump runs for re-election, that will be less votes against him.

No. I would not have voted for Trump. I would have voted for Clinton because I agree with more of her policies than I agree with Trump policies. (Unfortunately between classes, projects, and work I was unable to vote this year.) I did not choose Hilary because she would have been the “first woman president”.

You see how I worded that? That is how an informed, grown person makes a decision on who they would have or would not have voted for.

I also do not agree with the way Trump displayed himself in front of the media. People call it “telling it the way it is” or “speaking his mind”. I call it being rude, loud, and obnoxious. I understand if he disagrees with the way certain things are being run. What I do not understand is why he has to be so violent in his speeches.

There are many other things I do not agree with when it comes to Trump, but those can be saved for a later post. What is important is to understand that Donald Trump is now the President of the United States of America.

You can be disappointed all you want, but isn’t that a part of life? Isn’t that what adults have been teaching us for years? That disappointment is going to come and we just have to get over it and move on? Well, no one is going to remove Trump from the presidency just because half of the population is disappointed.

One of the posts I have seen floating around Facebook something along the lines of “Trump did not win. Racism won. Sexism won. Hate won. Lack of education won.” There are a few variations on this post, but all suggesting that the ideals that Trump stands for are new or have become more prevalent.

These ideals have always been there. As someone who has grown up in the South, I can assure you they have always been there, and most likely will always be there. It is up to the people, not the president, to change the way other races, sexes, sexuality, religions, and foreigner are looked at.

I understand that the president is looked to lead the people and viewed as an example. Will the fight be harder? Probably. But if there is anything I have learned as an American, it’s that we will always fight for what we believe in.




Millennials and the Next Generation

MSo I was in the car, surfing Facebook (as is the habit of young adults, teens, and most of the time adults, when they are board) when I came across this article titled, Why Millennials Should Not Have Kids. It was posted on a website known for it’s humor, so I clicked on the link, thinking it was going to be one of those “They shouldn’t do this” and it ends up being a satirical piece about why a particular group of people should avoid doing the chosen activity.

It was not a satirical piece, though there was plenty of sarcasm. Maybe I missed the humor, maybe this dad thought what he was writing would be funny. I did not find it humorous, but rather smug and condescending. I will post the link to the article at the bottom of this post. It was written by James Breakwell. Who is he? Good question, his link will also be posted at the bottom of this post. From my understanding he is supposed to be a funny guy. His Facebook page is brimming with humorous little bits from his life. So why he chose to tell an entire generation why they shouldn’t have kids is beyond my level of understanding.

There are few topics that will send me into a writing frenzy, and belittling an entire generation is one of those topics. When I first read the article, I reacted the way most people would, I was self absorbed and pissed!

“Who did this guy think he was? How dare he tell millions of people they shouldn’t be allowed to have kids because of the time period they were raised in? Doesn’t he know that not all of us are self absorbed, arrogant, ass holes? I’m not like that! My friends are not like that, how rude! He is an ass and I will prove it on  my blog! HA! That will show him!!”

It has been a few weeks since first reading the article. I am no longer as hot headed about the content, but I am still bothered that this man thinks our generation would fail as parents. From my experience, all parents think they are raising their children the “right way” and they pass down their “right way” to the next generation and so on and so on. I guess my real problem with this article is that instead of offering tips to the next generation, he proceeded to bash 20 something-year-old young adults, who are already terrified of having children, and gave them no hope for the future.

Here are some reasons we should not have kids, according to Mr. Breakwell.

1)  “They [Millennials] live in a world in which everything is outdated within a matter of weeks and swapped out for a newer, better version….Millennials think they’re starting a family, but really they’re just releasing their own replacements. They aren’t preserving their legacy; they’re making themselves obsolete…”

I don’t know about you, but that is why I would want to start a family. I want to become obsolete, let someone else do all the hard work while I relax poolside in Hawaii!! Part of raising a family is teaching the next generation about the technology we currently have in hopes they will improve upon it and make the world a better, safer, smarter place to live. Part of becoming a parent is realizing that you no longer come first, and I hate to break it to you, but that isn’t a Millennial problem, that is a humanity problem.

2) “Millennials feel superior because they understand technology today, but they’ll be just as lost as the parents of every other era once their own children surpass them…The world is full of brilliant, sophisticated 50-year-olds who type with two fingers and think Tumblr is a venereal disease. Millennials feel smug because their window of learning happened to coincide with the rise of the Internet and the birth of social media. But eventually a new wave of apps will make millennials’ current social networking skills as useful as churning butter or learning cursive…”

Well yes we feel smug, as did most 20 year olds in the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s. What 20 year old does not feel smug? We think we rule the world, then we have kids and learn they our children rule the world, that is all part of growing up and having a family. Also, do you know how to churn butter Mr. Breakwell? If you do that is very impressive, but I bet half of your generation does NOT know how to churn butter. So you see, if there had been a time where someone would have predicted that your skills would surpass those of churning butter and called you a fool for wanting kids because all you knew how to do was churn butter, wouldn’t that peeve you even a little?

3)  “Kids today toss around slang terms with no connection to any known language and dank memes whose alleged humor would take a doctoral thesis to explain. Clearly, millennials are incompatible with these new updates. It’s time to trade them in for a better model.

Most millennials can’t imagine a world in which they aren’t the leaders of the Internet, but it will become a reality as soon as they have kids. For their offspring, nothing will happen behind closed doors…”

As you have already mentioned, our time as the internet Kings and Queens is fast approaching it’s end as the newer younger generation takes over. As an ADULT, I understand this and am willing to graciously step down. I also was never completely into the internet anyway. My brother, three years younger than myself, is more into the internet than I am. He has a passion for it and continues to learn about computers and how things work. It’s not a matter of the next generation taking over, it’s a matter of who is interested in keeping up with the latest technology. I have never been, nor will I ever be one of those people that spends thousands of dollars just to own “the next best thing”.

4) “As the first members of Facebook, millennials got to choose what they shared — and didn’t share — about themselves. They kept their own embarrassing childhood photos hidden in dusty albums and only published images that made them look cool, or at least their misguided version of cool. They owe the human race an apology for duck face and planking. Once they reproduce, however, millennials will be unable to resist the hardwired desire to humiliate their children. They will post every awkward, cringe-worthy photo of their sons and daughters before their kids are old enough to stop them.

Did you ever add any family member on Facebook. Ever? We will not be the first generation to post embarrassing photos or videos of our offspring. We will certainly not be the last either. Embarrassing our children is just one of the many perks of being a parent. But I think I will stick to dancing the Cupid Shuffle and the Macarena to embarrass mine! If parents post pictures or videos of their children on the internet, they are just proud parents displaying their fondness for their child.

Also, I am sure there are some things your generation should apologize to the human race for, so don’t try to make us feel bad for experimenting.

5) “Rather than becoming cautious and humble, the children of millennials will grow up fearless and defiant.” It is my personal belief how your kids turn out is all on how you raise them. There are adult trolls on the internet bullying children.There are children bullying full grown adults. Again, this is not a generational problem, that is a human problem.

6) “Millennials aren’t ready for the challenge, but no one ever is. This will be the worst generation ever, but only until the next one.” Thank you for those inspiring words!

I tried my best to keep the quotes from the article within context. I did not want to spin his words so that they favored my oppositional point of view.  If his plan was to scare a bunch of young adults, he accomplished that goal.

You can find the full article Here

James Breakwell’s page is Here

-Girl Y

Busy Week, Busier Thoughts

Hello fellow bloggers. It has been a crazy week!! Monday and Tuesday I went to freshman orientation with my younger brother who will be attending the same college as myself. Wednesday I was  so exhausted from walking around in 100 degree heat that I slept all day (and drank plenty of water), Thursday I turned in employment applications, and Friday I had a job interview. Today I am cleaning up around my own house and later this afternoon I will be helping a friend pack up her belongings so that she can move to her new apartment on Tuesday. Being an adult is exhausting, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

I was going to write a post about adulting, but half way through the post, I realized I was just repeating myself from my Smooth Sailing post. It was a bit more elaborated and not as metaphorical, but it was the same general idea. So instead, I will play a little game of Catch-Up.

So here is what has happened in my life recently that may or may not interest you.

  1. I dropped Coyote. Under normal circumstances I would delete anything in my life that would remind me of him, but seeing as most of my early posts are about him or include him, I will keep those around. At least until I am well established in the blogging world. Maybe even after I am established and I can include them in my novel when I am thirty. I gave him a month, and my month was full of anxiety and stress induced dreams. Now I take the time to focus on anything other than a male companion.
  2. I got a job!! Yaaay!
  3. I have been recently considering a profession in blogging. I believe myself to be a pretty decent writer. I have a “thing” that I write about. Maybe it could become a popular “thing” and people will actually want to take my advice?
  4. That’s it folks, but I really don’t like odd numbers so…there is that…

Yup. That is about as exciting as my life gets when I am not in school.

I have a few more posts that will be coming your way this week. My favorite is actually advice I got from a friend while I was dealing with the Coyote problem. It’s going to be a post worth sharing with your friends, I promise!! It will come later this week as I have to type up a rough draft and have her proof read it before I can post it.

Join us tomorrow for an exciting post with me ranting and plenty of curse words!!

-Girl Y


How to do Understanding: Step by Step Instructions

I was on the phone with a guy friend of mine last night, let’s call him, Mr. E. Well, Mr. E was telling me about his family situation and some of the things that have happened in his life. At the end of his story, he told me he didn’t understand how I could be so understanding. Most people asked questions, or blamed him, or blamed someone in his family, or they just judged the entire time he was talking.

This is not the first time I have been told “you are so understanding.” Most people expect me to be shocked by what they reveal to me about their personal lives. Truth is, I am rarely shocked when people confide in me. Which is often a shock in itself  because I live in south where opinion is always in season.

So, if you are interested in learning how to be more understanding of others, here are some step by step instructions on how to WOW the world with your new found ability to seem more accepting of distressing news and of people in general.

Step 1: Be Judgmental. 

Before you walk away from this post thinking it is a hoax, hear me out. How can you presume to be more understanding if you do not understand the other side? It’s like that grass is greener metaphor. You are stuck on this side where the grass is dead and never grows. You feed it buckets of judgmental looks, you water it with cynicism, it gets plenty of self -righteous rays, but you just can’t seem to get the grass to grow. And no one wants to visit to your side of the fence where the grass is dead. I mean, who wants to lay out and tan in dead, scratchy, rude ass grass? No one.

My point is, you have to want to change. You have to no longer want dead grass.

Step 2: Rebel Against Your Parents At A Young Age.

Or, if you are too old to rebel against your parents (let’s face it, are we ever too old?),  just befriend some people that view the world differently than you do and try to grasp their concepts. They are going to be different than yours and probably your other friends, and most likely your parents and the rest of your family, and basically anyone else you already know. But that’s ok. You want to learn from them. You want to learn what they feed and water their grass with. When you disagree with something they say, ask them questions instead of out right disagreeing with them.

I became friends with a group of people that taught me I had my own mind, that I could make my own decisions. At age thirteen, this was a radical concept for one who had followed their family’s thoughts and ideas like a fu***** religion. Needless to say, when I started opposing my family’s ideologies, I started getting strange looks and became the “black sheep”.

But rebelling is not the purpose of making new friends. Understanding is the purpose. These new friends of mine taught me to look at the world a different way than the way my family looked at it. As will your new friends.

Step 3: Gently Dip A Toe.

If you try to jump right in, it might be a bit over whelming. You can’t feed your dead grass all of the love and dump gallons of support on top and expect it to grow over night. You have to work at it little by little. Start with a topic you are already a little more open to, then start looking at that topic from both sides. Once you have become more understanding of that topic, try a harder topic and so on. It may take years to get your grass the color green you want, but little by little, it will start to show color and more and more people will be interested in your beautiful green grass.

Step 4: Continue to Practice

Friends come and go. The friends that opened my eyes are no longer part of my life. Your friends that opened you up to the joys of understanding may not stick around, but that is okay. With daily practice you will gain new friends. If we go back to the grass metaphor that I really wish I was done with, if you water your grass daily it will gain color and more people will come to admire your handy work and BOOM! You have new friends that will lay on your plushy green grass and tan with you.

And that is it!! Just four steps to do understanding!!

While these four steps may seem simple, it can be very challenging to re-wire your mind to think differently and open up to new opinions. If you are thinking about trying to be more understanding because someone has told you that you need to change, don’t try this.These steps are for people that want to change for themselves not for those that want to impress someone else.

In Response To: Understanding

-Girl Y

Liebster Award

So I was nominated four days ago to do this Award thing. To be completely honest I had no idea what is was. Thank you coffeebooksandfriends for nominating me!! Here we go!!


Post 11 facts about yourself

Answer 11 questions from the person that nominated you.

Nominate 11 blogs with under 200 followers and ask them 11 questions (let them know you nominated them!)

Post 11 questions for the nominees.


11 Factoids About Girl Y


I have absolutely no idea what I am doing in life, even though I pretend to for family and friends.


I am obsessed with anything from the 60’s.  I own a record player and Polaroid camera and I am looking into a buying a rotary style phone for my dorm room.


I am a HUGE Harry Potter fan. My favorite book is Sorcerer’s Stone, and my favorite movie is Chamber of Secrets.


I never want to leave the state I was born in, but I want to travel. If I ever get the chance, I want to visit Italy.


I can count the number of friends I trust on one hand.


I have really bad anxiety and I am proud of who I am. It is a part of me, and I have learned how to live with and accept this undesirable trait.


I live in the South and believe that Southern cooking is the best in the United States.


I have a little brother that just turned 18 and he is graduating High School tomorrow. My single mother, myself, and the rest of my family are so proud.


I secretly love Rom Coms (By secretly, I mean only a few girl friends know about this fact. I fake disdain when I here other girls talking about them).


My favorite animal is the Koala.


My favorite color is red. Usually darker reds.


I dislike odd numbers 😉

Questions for Noms 


If your life was a movie, what would be the title?


How many siblings do you have, if none, do you wish you had any? If so, how many and what sex?


What is your favorite color?


What is your favorite song?


Winter or summer?


Free question!! Just name another fact about yourself!!


What is your favorite holiday?


What is/was your least favorite subject in school? What was your favorite?


As far as you can remember, what was the first career you wanted as a child?


Do you believe in Love at First Sight?


What is your favorite place you have ever been too?

Q & A

Q: If you could live/visit anywhere in the world for a week, where would you like to go?

A: Italy, but I would only visit for the week.

Q: If you could travel back in time, what time period would you go to and why?

A: I would travel back into the 60’s. There was so much going on during that time. Politically, Socially, Musically. It just seems like an interesting time to have lived.

Q: Why did you start blogging?

A: I started blogging because I changed my career intention to being a professional writer and I thought I should practice to sharpen my skills. I have no idea if it is working, but, I am enjoying this new hobby.

Q: Do you recall an embarrassing/frightening/happy/sad dream you’ve had?

A: Actually yes! I had one just last night. Somehow I was lost and this nice lady and her family took me in. Then it turned out that the lady was psycho and I had to tried to escape the house without her catching me.

Q: What book/movie are you currently watching/reading or are obsessed over?

A: I am currently reading, three books, all that I am obsessed over! A Game of Thrones By: George R.R. Martin, Yes Please  By: Amy Poehler, and a collection of short stories and a book By: Oscar Wilde.

Q: What author influenced you or your writing?

A: I am pretty sure this is going to sound bad coming from a wannabe writer, but I do not think I have one writer that has influenced me or my writing. I think it might be a mix of writers I have read. In my head I am just writing words and trying not to plagiarize.

Q: What type of blogs do you tend to follow?

A: I tend to follow anyone that I can learn from. I like to read other peoples writing styles and compare how they differ from mine. I also tend to follow people that write fiction just because I love me some well written fiction.

Q: Are you an animal lover?

A: Yes!! I have two cats and one dog. My mom says I need a farm. I even wanted to be a vet when I was younger, but I couldn’t handle the cutting open an animal nor could I handle the death.

Q: Rock or Classical?

A: Is both an option? It really depends on my mood. As I am writing this, I am listening to a classical record my grandmother let me borrow.

Q: What is your favorite food?

A: Mac and Cheese baby!!

Q: Are you into fandom and fan fiction?

A: I used to be. I even started a Harry Potter fan fiction back in high school, but that computer crashed and I lost it. I also got pretty far into another fan fiction I was writing, but that too is now sadly lost.

And there you have it folks!! My final post for this week (as my weekend is booked) and also the Liebster Award!! I will be nominating 11 other blogs so you could be next on the Price is Right!! Wait… wrong thing.

-Girl Y

Smooth Sailing

In Response To: Smooth

Smooth.. real smooth. That’s how must of us want to sail through life. We want nothing but smooth waters, smooth wind, and to smoothly navigate all the sharks waiting to rip open our throats and the buoys bobbing languidly in our path.

If there is anything  I have learned in my 21 years of living… well let’s just round it off to 16, since year five is my earliest full memory and it’s not even a good one. My mom cancelled my birthday party because I had misbehaved. But I digress.

If there is anything I have learned in my 16 years of remembering, we all capsize (for all you non-sailors out there, that is when the boat flips over and you are just praying to god you have the arm strength to hoist yourself back into the boat). We all fumble with the rigging and the boat terms. If you look at someone and think “Wow… they have really got their shit together…” You are mistaken. While they may look like they are clearly avoiding all the sharks and buoys, what you don’t know is that they are currently sailing into a storm and they will loose their shit while they are alone and no one can see them loose their shit. Because loosing one’s shit is not pretty and no one wants to see that. It is the number one reason couples break up.

The only advice I can give to people out there younger than myself, or those that are in my age bracket, or those of you who are older and find it comforting to get help from those younger than yourself (no judgement here), is learn to hold on to those ropes tight!! Sailing is absolute bullshit, but from my experience it is the only way to get to the other side. I want to know what all the hoopla is all about. I don’t mean death, how morbid and so 30’s. No, the place I am sailing to is adulthood. The mythical land where people treat you like an adult and stop giving you shit for your life decisions.

What? Wait. You mean to tell me that that legendary paradise that our parents have been pushing to towards since the day we said “mama” doesn’t exist? What the fu-

Ok. Well. Now I am here, on a boat, swerving around murky clouds threatening rain, red bobbing pins, and fearsome sea creatures. Nothing to do but keep pushing forward I guess.

Let the not so Smooth Sailing continue!!

-Girl Y

And a Side Order of Orgasm Please

In case you couldn’t tell by the title, this post is not for the young ones.


Have you ever had an orgasm so intense it’s all you think about 24 hours later? Well I had mine last night, at Coyote’s place, while his mother was twenty feet away.

Scene: A small wood building, equipped with a dinning nook, stove, refrigerator, and big screen TV (Looked about 55 or 60 inches) otherwise known as the “man-cave”.  Dusk is approaching fast, the crickets are sending their mating call out and the dogs are barking to be let out. Three people, a woman of about 50, a young gentleman of 22, and a young woman of 21 share a few laughs as they clean up after the home cooked meal the young man and nice lady prepared. The nice lady, Mrs. Coyote, starts making her way to the house in front of the man-cave leaving the young man, Coyote, and the young lady, Girl Y alone for a whole twenty minutes. Of course they do the dirty in the man-cave.

I know, I know. I was supposed to talk to him about about my anxiety over his lack of communication. But guys, come one. Best orgasm I have EVER had. I know, I know, I’m only 21, I have plenty of time for orgasms, but it just so happened I had my first mind blowing orgasm, yesterday afternoon where he and his father go to relax. Talk about a bad-boy *insert obvious winky face here*

During our good-bye kisses, I did inform him that his lack of communication did cause a bit of stress on my end. Maybe he will get better, maybe he won’t. All I know is the sex is WOW, he has formerly introduced me to his mother.Up next are Father and Sister formal introductions on his side and he has to meet my mother and my brother before we labeled “boyfriend” and “girlfriend”. I can’t remember the last time I had to work this hard just to get a full blown relationship. It’s nice. usually the guys are working for me.

So I bring back the question from my last post. Where is the flaw line drawn?

I haven’t found mine with Coyote yet. But I have found the metaphorical line for myself.

Yesterday, somewhere between post orgasm and pre-innocent smile for my mom, I realized I had let my anxiety take over my life. I was terrified that this sensational, gracious, mind blowing lover, was going to walk. Why? Because I am used to a guy that texts me throughout the day. I have never been with a man that works as long or as much as he does. But when he saw me, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. Nothing felt more me real to me at that moment than his kiss. I know, I know, that’s the bull shit you read in teen romance novels, but isn’t that what we are all looking for? A surreal kiss with a side order of orgasm?

-Girl Y