Sunday, September 15, 2013

Nouns

Today as I was typing a paper on myself describing my gender I was stuck. I could not decide if I identify as a boy or girl. Just kidding, I wasn't stuck on which gender I am (not that it be any surprise if I was these classes are playing mind games with me with all these socially constructed aspects) but I was stuck on which noun to refer to myself as. So while I was typing and deleting and going back & fourth between two words, woman and girl, I felt like Brit Spears. I don't think society, or my professor, would think of me as a "girl", but I don't think my peers, or myself, would think of me as a "woman". 

In my head I've always thought there is a certain point where people are clearly women, I am definitely not there yet.  Woman to me is just so adult like, and I know I am for sure missing some adult qualities.

Adults pay for their own gas... vs. me who drives home (2 hours) once a week, just so I can mooch money from my parents

Adults can cook healthy meals... vs. me who sometimes eats 3 kraft singles and potato chips for dinner

Adults are able to make phone calls... vs. me who cannot for the life of me call an organization back for a job I actually want

Adults know they are adults... vs. me who constantly refers to myself as a baby

Basically the moral of the story is that along with life and everything else, I don't even know what noun I am. 

..So I obviously wrote the entire paper referring to myself as girl, because I didn't want to lie to myself, and calling myself a woman just felt icky.

That's all.

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