still not 100 percent happy with it

That’s because pop, as a musical genre, is most precisely defined by what it isn’t: not country, not rock, and not rap. Swift isn’t any of those, but she isn’t 100 percent pop, either — she’s still too unique, too identifiably herself.
—  EW’s Review of TS 1989. Taylor is her own genre.
I’ve always believed throughout my running career, the true happiness ultimately lies in the journey. It’s about loving what you do, enjoying the ups and the downs and taking things as they come. It’s important to give the best you have, every single race and every single workout, even if that means you still fail. Give 100 percent all the time and eventually results will come, because that’s all you can control.
—  Jordan Hasay
Talking with Ehrlinger, we were reminded of something Hewlett-Packard discovered several years ago, when it was trying to figure out how to get more women into top management positions. A review of personnel records found that women working at HP applied for a promotion only when they believed they met 100 percent of the qualifications listed for the job. Men were happy to apply when they thought they could meet 60 percent of the job requirements. At HP, and in study after study, the data confirm what we instinctively know. Underqualified and underprepared men don’t think twice about leaning in. Overqualified and overprepared, too many women still hold back. Women feel confident only when they are perfect. Or practically perfect.

The Confidence Gap”, Katty Kay and Claire Shipman

how real is this article? too fucking real.

anonymous asked:

Could you do a prompt where you're Scotts sister and you're going out on a date with Stiles but you're nervous and even though Scotts not 100 percent ok with his best friend dating his sister you still need his advice and he gives it and its cute brother/sister bonding ? sorry this is really long my English is not all that good I don't know how to shorten it I love you guys also btw !

Originally posted by croatoancian

Reluctantly, you knocked on Scott’s door, “Scott, can I talk to you about something?”

He opened the door a second later, a frown on his face, “Shouldn’t you be getting ready for your date?” He asked, somewhat sourly. Scott wasn’t too happy that you and Stiles were dating. It wasn’t yet serious between you two but it was slowly progressing. Though Scott was glad it wasn’t someone like Jackson you were dating, he still had an issue with you dating Stiles.

You sighed, “It’s about that…” He let you in and you sat on his bed, he sat beside you, looking at you curiously, “I’m just so nervous, Scott. I know you don’t want to talk about this stuff and usually I talk to mom about it but… I really like Stiles, like really like him, and I just don’t want to mess it up.”

Scott sighed heavily, looking almost semi uncomfortable that you were having this talk, but he nodded, “You know, Stiles really likes you, too.” He mumbled eventually, “He told me last week.”

“He did?” The smile on your face made Scott smile slightly too. You were just so happy and that was plainly obvious.

“Yeah… You don’t have to be someone else. You can be totally yourself around Stiles, that’s why he likes you. He likes you for you, (y/n). You’re amazing so just be yourself and relax… I know I don’t seem very supportive of it - you and Stiles - but I’m glad that he makes you happy. I know he wouldn’t hurt you.”

You smiled, “Thanks, Scotty.”

He pressed a soft kiss on your forehead, “He might be my best friend but just remind him that if he does hurt you, I’ll kick his ass.”