In middle school and probably high school too, and probably sometime earlier today, I would always pretend I knew what people were talking about, and I seldom did. I mean specifically pop-culture-type stuff. Somehow I just never knew. They’d be like, Oh, did you hear that new such-and-such song? And I’d be all, “Oh yeah, um, such-and-such is a great ba..sing..musician-group-person type thing. I love him her them. QUICK, LOOK AT THAT CRAZY BIRD BEHIND YOU! Whoa, that was crazy. Well, gotta go, see ya!” (I’m actually much better at the music thing, and have been since the advent of internet searches, and am pretty obsessed with music, so maybe I could even turn you on to a great band you didn’t know about — but ask me about lots of other things I should absolutely know about, and I’ll be like, “ummmmm…”)

Other things I did included not telling people what for when they were mean to me, or not speaking up when someone offended me. Like the time I was at dinner with a friend and her husband and some of his friends, and one of them kept saying to his male friend, “OH, come on, you girl. What are you, a girl??” And what I wanted to say was, “Excuse me, but I didn’t realize being a girl was such a bad thing.” But I didn’t; I kept quiet.

I started mulling over this around New Year’s, and I kind of made a vague, half-assed resolution that had something to do with not being afraid to be myself and admit to who I am, but I never put it as plainly as I just did, and never wrote it down. So I figure I’ll write it down now, here, on the internet — the World Wide Web, if you will — so that y’all can hold me to it. This year, I am not going to apologize in words, actions or silence, for who I am, what I like, and what I don’t like. If something bothers me I am going to speak up, to friends, aquaintances, and strangers alike. Not that I’m going to go around shooting my mouth off hither and nigh when anything goes against my grain, but if I need to, I will.

I think it’s easy to mold yourself to the people you’re around. I know I do it a lot. I kind of become who they want me to be. And I’m going to try really hard not to do that anymore, because I am freaking awesome, just on my own, without molding myself to anything. So there!

And you know what else? I’m listening to Kelly Clarkson right now, and I love her! And, I love the buttered popcorn-flavored Jelly Bellies. I know that makes me a freak, but I don’t care; they are so tasty! Also, I’ve never read a lot of the books you have, because all I want to read is Harry Potter! HA! I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU THINK! I LOVE HARRY POTTER AND WANT TO ATTEND HOGWARTS, AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!

And tomorrow’s my birthday!

6 Responses to Resolution

  1. 1peanut says:

    YAY!! Happy Birthday!!! I also love Harry Potter and will be so sad when I’m done reading the last page of the last book. It’s like losing a friend.

  2. Wan says:

    Happy birthday to you,
    happy birthday to you,
    happy birthday dear AWESOME MARCY,
    happy birthday to you!!!

  3. Wan says:

    Happy late birthday to you,
    happy late birthday to you,
    happy late birthday dear AWESOME MARCY,
    happy late birthday to you!!!

  4. marcyminton says:

    No, you’re not late! I posted this early. Today is my birthday! :)

  5. Amanda says:

    I too love buttered popcorn flavored jelly bellies and I always pretended not to because no one else did but secretly, I would eat them. It sounds like you are having self realization which is totally kick-ass.

  6. Virginia says:

    Yaye Marcy!

    I think this is an awesome resolution and so appropriate for your birthday. Keep to it: step on toes, challenge the norm, demand people to be conscious of their actions. Hey, one day they’ll thank you! ;)

    You rock!

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