choices

The decision to make Plan B OTC came the day that classes started at my university, so it took until this week for the news to make our mainstream and the campus paper to make some statement. The first full week of the paper's new daily run was been full of stries relevant to student life, and the front page feature of Plan B's new status was a breakthrough on a paper whose editor is known for his conservativeness.

The opening quote from the doctor in charge of our on-campus women's care clinic stated "It's safe enough to put it in vending machines." More than the issues that Plan B will hopefully counter, the emphasis was on the new availability and what it meant to the college community. The article leaned into an opinion that we all could be proud of, but the news article was only the beginning.

This summer, I am working with an internship program in South Carolina. My position is Resort Activities which means that I’m getting paid to play water polo and paint faces all summer. On my first day here, I went to Wal-mart to buy the khaki shorts that would be my uniform for the summer. After looking around for a few minutes I decided on pair of short shorts, tried them on and bought them, and I’ve been wearing them almost everyday ever since.

Why am I telling you this? Well, because these are the shortest shorts I have ever worn since the 5th grade. The last time I wore shorts that little I was 10 and everyone was wearing those little denim shorts we called “bum shorts” which my mother did not approve of. I waited until she was out of town and then I asked my Dad to buy them for me. I loved those shorts and wore them all the time. Then puberty hit and my hips filled out and my innocent shorts were no longer considered innocent.