As an individual of the female persuasion, a majority of my time spent thinking usually revolves around some sort of self-deprecating thought. (Do these jeans make my thighs look too wide? She’s so much prettier than me. I hate my butt. etc.) But, every now and then, I accomplish something so freaking cool/incredible/amazing that I manage to rise up over the body-image bullshit ingrained in my stupid woman brain and say to myself, “I AM THE BEST THERE EVER WAS.” Because I am.
Yesterday, during 10 measley minutes of my lunch break, I whipped out a poem for a Chicago Blackhawks facebook contest. “Tell us which of the three Hawks Preseason games you’d most want to attend and why in the comments section of this post – our favorite will win a pair of tickets to that game,” they challenged. And I conquered.
10 minutes of work (or fun for me, because I’m a nerd) paid off into 2 Blackhawks tickets against the Detroit Red Wings. Ipso facto, I AM AWESOME. There were over 1,400 submissions, but only 1 winner. ME.