I know I know, I already titled one of my posts "Competition". But this time it's different because I am officially half-way (aka ALMOST DONE) with Econ 110. (And although I know this is completely false) I would consider my self a budding economist with some idea of what "competition" is.
Competition drives the market, NOT TRADITION! (in case you were wondering)
If this is the case, then why OH WHY am I unwilling to change and grow and break tradition? I am crazy competitive, just ask the girls I live with. But on second thought, don't ask them because I don't even think they realize that I am. I honestly feel like I am always in a COMPETITION (competition) with them. They have gone on more dates then me, they look cuter in that skirt, they are smarter.
Why do I do this to myself? This isn't Fiddler on the Roof. I'm not in a movie. I'm not a Jewish man named Tevye. For Heaven's Sakes! I am me.
I am small, but I am fierce. From now on that is my mantra because I am sick of telling myself that I'm awkward and that I'm going to die alone (even if I'm joking). I hurt my own feelings. How is that even possible? One thing is for sure, this girl is doing it. What the "it" is I haven't quite thought all the way through, but the possiblities are endless, right? And failure is not an option.
Plan. and execute.
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