Part of the reason I’m able to own it like I do is because I surround myself with people who encourage that sort of thing. The best at this? My friend Julia.
Julia and I met in Sigma Kappa; we became roommates in Room Eight (“The Ocho”) and bonded over a love of chips and salsa. We make a really good team: she was President while I was VP of Membership my junior year; my senior year, she was President of Panhel (the all-sorority governing board), while I was the Greek Week VP of Administration. Together, we made sure things got taken care of in a way frat guys could never seem to get.
Julia owns everything she does, and that means she’s had to take a lot of shit over the years (even from me, I’ll admit it). She’s now in grad school at Georgetown and taking on D.C. I’m so proud and impressed and I miss her all the time. And when she said she loved the whole “sorry I’m not sorry” post from a couple weeks ago and she was making a list, I was pretty pumped.
When she sent it to me yesterday, I was reminded of why I keep telling her to start a blog…
No, I’m not going to have only a salad every single day for lunch and dinner, and if I do have a salad, it’s not to make up for the fact that I had Menna’s the night before at 2 AM or that I didn’t work out that day – it’s just because I want a salad. I enjoy meat and carbs and fatty condiments and Mac & Cheese shapes, and no, I don’t drink Diet Coke or any other pop for that matter, unless there is liquor in it. My eating habits are not perfect. Sorry I’m not sorry.
I like to be involved. It makes me feel good, I care about what I’m doing, and I’m good at it. I even do better in school when I’m involved in activities outside of my academics. I’ve had a leadership position in some capacity every year for the past 10 years. I don’t care if you think it’s lame or if you don’t understand. Sorry I’m not sorry.
I don’t make excuses for shitty men, or shitty women for that matter. Please have some self-respect. Men – don’t tolerate the deplorable actions of your male friends. It is not ‘cool’ or ‘funny.’ Women – please demand better from the men you date because you are worth it and you deserve the best. I hold people to a high standard and it bothers me when people settle for mediocrity. Sorry I’m not fucking sorry.
I have a lot of pride for Michigan. Does that mean I want to stay in my hometown, not finish school, and work a dead-end job at Applebee’s? No, it doesn’t. I’m making something of myself and pursuing my goals, regardless of where that takes me. I’m choosing to expand my experiences, my acquaintances, and my network and I don’t feel the need to maintain friendships with every single person from my white-bubble high school. Sorry I’m not sorry.
I choose to associate with organizations that stand for something I believe in and to associate with groups of people that want to change the world by demanding a high standard. I won’t settle. I don’t care if you think ‘nothing will ever change’ or ‘that’s the way it’s always been.’ Sorry I’m not sorry.
Sorry I’m not sorry that I’m Catholic. I’m not the Catholic Church. I disagree with the Catholic Church. I’m still Catholic.
Sorry I’m not sorry that I don’t have answer for the people that ask me what I am going to do with my degree. I know I’ll be successful regardless of what I do, even if I don’t know exactly what that is yet.
So that ought to give you some serious inspiration this morning.