If you read my post last week, you’re well aware that my only goal for 2011 was to be a Boss Bitch. I don’t think it was a coincidence that 2011 proved to be my happiest year since 1991, when I was 3. Talk about perfect ages, man. I was old enough to no longer poop in my pants, but young enough that someone else bathed and dressed me while I just stood there like a lazy, spoiled doll.
2011 brought HelloGiggles into my life and with that initial e-mail offer came a whole new perspective of my creative abilities. I learned that Internet People can be great and aren’t solely pedophiles and murderers. They’re just sometimes pedophiles and murderers. I saw the lights of Las Vegas and the depths of the Grand Canyon. I became closer friends with some people I’ve known for years, tied up some loose and rather unsavory ends with people I no longer talked to and successfully cut negative influencers out of my life. Most importantly, and most disgustingly cliché, I let myself accept that it’s okay to try to be happy with who I am.
Because the key to being the Boss Bitch of 2012? It’s to be happy with who you are right now, in this very moment, flaws and all. And if you can’t do that, accept that it’s okay and try to be happy. I think that is even harder and if you’re doing it now, give yourself the due credit.
Being a Boss Bitch means not taking any shit, but still maintaining a kind and caring personality. You can be assertive without being a jerk. Likewise, you can be giving without being a push over. Find that medium and try to take notice that it creates less friction in your life.
Do what makes you happy and do it in moderation. It’s okay to sacrifice an hour of study time to get your nail game on point with some glitter polish, but learn you must sacrifice the hour you were going to spend watching Breaking Bad later that night. Eat that cookie, but eat even more broccoli. Spend a day in bed doing nothing but watching Netflix, but get up and explore your neighborhood with your dog the next day. Take pride in your appearance, but don’t kill your hair daily with products and heated styling tools.
Most importantly, listen to radio rap. I used to think I needed self-confidence, until one day I realized I just needed to listen to the Young Money crew. Current hip hop on the radio is all about an over assertion of self-esteem, and should be pumped into your ear holes whenever you’re walking to class or driving to work. “Excuse my charisma / vodka with a spritzer,” is not advice Weezy is keeping to himself. He’s giving it to the people for a reason.
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