We Should All Strive To Be Nicki Minaj

We Should All Strive To Be Nicki Minaj

If we’re being completely honest, New Year’s Resolutions are stupid. I am a firm believer that if you put off changing yourself for the better until a specific date, you’re never going to achieve that goal. It’s the same as whispering “my diet starts on Monday” as you order a large fries. Except worse, because you’re essentially going to wait several months before putting in any effort to bettering yourself as a person. You haven’t even driven by a gym, let alone walked inside and did a squat, since August, but come January you’re going to transform into an Instagram fitness model. Sure.

However, recently I have committed to a resolution, I want to be Nicki Minaj. Don’t get me wrong, I love myself. I love myself more than what would be considered healthy. But I am literally trash next to Queen Nicki. She is everything I could ever strive to be mind, body and soul.

I’ve never been quiet about my slight obsession with her, but her recent breakup with Meek Mill is the breaking point. I want to scream from the rooftops in admiration. I have done a lot of dumping in my day. And, because I am a horrible person, I have never spared feelings while doing so. So, while most celebrities write their breakup posts swearing up and down that they’re still amicable, Nicki didn’t play that.

I would say that she sits on a throne of pettiness, but that doesn’t do her justice. She’s too real to be petty. She is just telling it as it is. If she has a problem with you, you know. Actually, the world knows. What is so inspiring about that is you never have to worry that she hates you when she doesn’t. If she’s not standing on stage, award in hand, calling you out in her acceptance speech, you get to live another day. Miley, what’s good?

You’ve probably seen this tweet addressing her relationship status.

Nothing in it is calling anyone. Nothing about it is even really about Meek. She’s just owning being single. Honestly, I’ve never seen anything like it.

Nicki is the definition of a boss. She was a boss when she had a boyfriend, and she’s a boss being alone. No sadness, no pity, no theatrics to distract from her loneliness. She is literally just herself, and that has no dependence on labels.

That, to me, is a resolution we should all strive for. Not to be happy being single, not to get a ring by spring, but to be a boss ass bitch like Nicki. To have our happiness have nothing to do with a text back. So fucking what if he didn’t reciprocate your feelings? It’s your world tour. And if you do have someone along for the ride, know he’s your companion on the way to your dreams and goals. And if/when you break up, hold your head up high. Be like Nicki and let the world and your actions speak for you.

After all, you don’t need to waste your time on someone who got owned by wheel chair Jimmy.

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Blondie excels at being an underachiever. She is currently trying to add an extra year onto her undergrad so she can continue to down $7 bottles of wine in an environment that encourages her erratic behavior. After graduation, she has big plans to flunk out of a prestigious law school. Email her compliments and Netflix suggestions at [email protected] EDIT** if you suggest Black Mirror she's already seen it. So stop suggesting it. Seriously. Please stop suggesting it.

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