Competition

It brings out the worst/best in people.

Have you ever wondered why some people thrive and some people crack under the pressure of competition?

I crack easier than an uncooked Easter egg that someone is carrying around on a spoon conveniently  placed inside their mouth. It's bad.

And yet when things come easily to me, I question why that is.

I hate competing for grades. I hate competing for attention. Most of all I hate competing for dryers when my clothes are sopping wet and just want to be dry but can't dry because the girl that had her clothes in before decided that she needed to do another load so she put her stuff in the dryer that you thought was going to be free but isn't because she had to wash her undies! I really hate that.

Darwin was wrong. Why can't our best be enough? Or better yet why can't we all just bake a cake full of rainbows and unicorns (yes that was a reference to Mean Girl, no I won't use anymore)?

In a world that's so full of mine, I wish there was a little more we. None for Gretchen Wieners (last one I promise).

and yet... I'm probably the most guilty of thinking about myself.

OHHH the irony!!!