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<editorsnote> Hi, I'm Jen Friel, and we here at TNTML examine the lives of nerds outside of the basements and into the social media, and dating world.  We have over 75 peeps that write about their life in real time. (Real nerds, real time, real deal.) Sit back, relax, and enjoy some of the stories!! </editorsnote>

 

 

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Tuesday
Jan042011

It's all about the #confidence - own yo-self

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard

So I was tweeting it up with Miss Brooke the other day, our first chat ever, and it started a little something like this:

Definitely not an unusual thing for me to say.  I tend to like everyone until they are asswipes, and I have read some of Brooke's blogs and tweets, all things that made me like her.  This was her response:

 

She was totes magotes serious, and this makes me so incredibly sad.  I understand depression, and I understand struggling with confidence.  But dude, you have to have to have to own your own brand of awesome!  If you don't like yourself, change it!  If it's a personality thing, easy peezy - just knock it off and stop doing whatever it is that you find obnoxious.  I know, I know, it's not always easy peezy, but make the change.  The time is now, and this is honestly all the time we have.  Tomorrow could lead to anything - you could get stage 4 cancer at the age of 24 like one of my good friends.  You could fight it and win.  Or you could lose.  You could get hit by a car while crossing the street.  You could fight through it, or not so much.  You could get pregnant, you could get mugged, you could win the lottery.  None of these things are going to define you.  But you know what will define you?  YOU

Honestly, you are all you have.  Why not make today the day that you fall in love with yourself.  I see so many tweets and status updates about people losing love, or whining that they haven't found it yet.  Trust me, no one, NO ONE can love you if you don't love yourself.  No one is that strong, and convincing someone that you love them is hard enough without having to justify it.  So take some time out of every day to look at what it is that makes you so awesome.  Nurture those things.  Then look at the things that you don't like about yourself, and either work on acceptance or change. 

Do you hate the way you look?  Get over it.  This is what you have.  Everyone, including me, has totally struggled with this, but then I realized that there are people out there that legitimately believe I am a hottie manicotti.  So I released some control and started trusting in their judgement.  I went three months without wearing any makeup, and the person in the mirror became someone that I really thought was worth attention.  Hate your weight?  Go work out.  Hate your hair?  Cut it.  As long as you carry yourself with pride, and face the world with confidence, any style will be awesome.  Trust me, I rock a pixie cut, so I would know. 

I'm not saying that this is going to be an easy thing to do, but it certainly isn't going to happen until you try.  And if you haven't mastered the confidence yet, then lie.  Lie lie lie your ass off about it!  Pretend.  Act like you are confident, and I doubt anyone will be able to tell the difference.  And trust me, confidence = incredibly sexy.  And guess what?  The more people find your confidence sexy, the more confidence you will have.  It's an awesome cycle. 

Dude, we all have baggage, we all have excuses, and we all have the potential to be amazing.  Why do you read this site?  Because Jen (okay, Jens plural) is awesome, and knows it.  That confidence is so appealing, and you just want to grab a piece of it.  And her life sounds so exciting, right?  Guess why?  Because she makes changes when they're needed, and she doesn't back down from a challenge.  If you want that, then do it.  Stop waiting until tomorrow to be the person you want to be.  Tomorrow will always lead to more tomorrows.  And there just isn't time for waiting.

#kthxbye

Follow me on Twitter for more junks and stuffs: @JenSquard

Tuesday
Jan042011

This about sums it up on #religion

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard

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Monday
Jan032011

#ProjectThreeSixFive: Day Three

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard

Tonight a friend came over with these awesome Little Cesar's party kits - they have 9 personal pizzas, churros, crazy bread, pretzel bites and wings.  The pizzas are an assemble-at-home thing, so it's just the dough, sauce and cheese and junk and you put it together and bake it.  Sooo super yummy, way fun and way easy to make.  So thanks Little Cesars, me gusta!

Oh, and by the way, totally on track with my goals for 2011 - I booked a wedding for August today!  Go Jen2, it's yo birfday, we gonna party like it's yo birfday, gonna sip Bacardi like it's yo birfday.....Come on, drop a beat guys!

Follow me on Twitter, k? @JenSquard

Monday
Jan032011

How the #Twilight Saga really ends

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard

Baaaah!  Aaaaaahahaha!  LOVE IT!

So obscure...and so beautiful!

Monday
Jan032011

#DreamScapes with JenSquard...Ecstacy

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @JenSquard

So my dream started when I asked Brian when he was going to get a tattoo to symbolize our kids (not something I even think he wants to do, but okay), so we headed to the best tattoo place in town.  There was this huge abstract poster of a football player, and we decided on that for a full back tattoo (I told you this was a weird one).  Then it turns out the tattoo shop is also like a clothing store.  So B got his tattoo going, and I walked around browsing.  While the artist was drawing on the stuff, it ended up not being a football player with a striped jersey, but a giant building with windows.  Kinda graffiti style, though.  To symbolize the kids, he was going to add little stars on the sidewalk in front of the building with handprints, names and dates, kind of Walk of Fame style.  But it ended up not looking right, so he just adding their little faces sticking out of the windows.  I paid the bill, and it ended up being $750.  Holy shit.  He then started on the chest piece, which is where they decided to put the football player.  But he did one line and it hurt too bad, so they stopped, and it only cost us $450 - what a relief...I guess.

I then asked the artist when my friend Robbie (who in real life is interning to be a tattoo artist there) would be ready to tattoo and he said tomorrow, so I scheduled mine with him.  Then Robbie came out, and we headed down some shady alley to an after party.  We get to his ex-girlfriend's house, who was not impressed to see us, and went in to party it up.  B disappeared, and Robbie and I (who I made out with in high school IRL) walked around the house looking at stuff and discussing my tattoo.  I wanted ducks, he wanted a robot zombie. 

Next thing I know I am taking a bath (like full out nekked bath) with @TGumb and our friend Gank (totally not a current nickname, but good to eliminate confusion).  And there is ecstacy.  I have never taken ecstacy, so my brain just made some shit up at this point.  The ecstacy was in different colored squares, and they had numbers on them for the different strengths, I guess.  So I was chomping down on them, ate a few and waited to see what would happen.  In a bath tub with friends from high school.  Totally normal.  I finished my drink and there was a bunch in there, too.  Tucker just wanted to make sure I had a good time, I suppose. 

Since I have never taken ecstacy, I have no idea what it feels like.  I kept expecting to feel good and feel all this love, but instead I just felt drunk.  So we walked around some more, back in the shady alley...and then I woke up saying WHAT THE HELL, MAN?  Weird ass dream!

And that's my story.  Follow me on Twitter: @JenSquard