Don’t Let This Go Viral


“It is the first responsibility of every citizen to question authority”

-Benjamin Franklin

We killed the news.

When you get on the world wide web, the first place you probably go is Facebook. You check to see what your friends are doing, see if anyone liked your Facebook status, Whilst scrolling along your super exciting timeline I am sure you see plenty of articles like this:

Why Your Second Love Deserves More Credit Than Your First

Nicolas Cage joins Borat director for Osama Bin Laden comedy

And at least four articles from BuzzFeed like this

Of course this is just what people want to read now and unfortunately that is very sad. These aren’t articles, this isn’t news, and it should not be what people care about. Yet these will be shared with countless young people but no way are they tagging each other on BBC posts. Surfing the internet has become a lazy sport at best, if it can be read in simple bullet points it’s worth one minute of internet time.

  • Stop being lazy and read more
  • Being able to write a relate-able bullet point list doesn’t make you a fantastic writer
  • Your article will go viral for a few days at most, after that you are a ghost
  • Complaining about the things you don’t have should not be cool, and you should find something more interesting to write about.
  • Try harder.

There were people who were and are still laughed at because writing is a waste of time, there is no real talent in it. With the way things are written these days, who could disagree? There is no time, so effort, or skill put into some of these articles. Just the woes of few about things that don’t matter. Why not write about some amazing finds in medicine? Environmental Issues? Current Affairs?

Oh, I apologize. Am I boring you?


Happy Anniversary!

Three years ago, I wrote silly nonsense. To show you how much I’ve changed as a person, and as a writer I have decided to take something I wrote in a personal journal and change it into something meaningful.

This light was so much brighter, yet it never felt as bright as the others in fact it didn’t feel bright at all. Even though this light was the brightest, it only looked as average as all those other lights which made this light seem like everyone else. This light never realized how special it was, and in the end burned out without knowing what it was like to shine. 

This is one of my favorite little scribbles, ya know, the random ones you find in the top corner of a page in your favorite journal. 

For me, looking back on this means so much to me, and reading it after I wrote this two years ago it means more than it did then. This would be my rendition of the original work.

Every day you see simple things. A light bulb in a pretty lamp, so simple, right? Wrong, that bulb, produces light. Providing something we all take for granted, that light bulb started out as a simple ‘what if’ and became someones success. We are all light bulbs, each of us starts out as a simple ‘what if’, and some of us burn out, some of us shine naturally. But what about the people who don’t feel like anything much? We see so many people who believe they are better than us, then there are the people who are better than us. I feel like just a simple light bulb, one that shines just as bright as everyone else. I walk through this life, doing what I’m told, doing what I need to do, but there is more to me. I am big, I am powerful, I started off as a ‘what if’ and I’ve overcome the odds. I’ve flourished where I could have perished. I shine so bright, yet I feel so simple. I want to know what it feels like to shine so bright, yet instead my glass has been cracked, my wires fried. I live this life, not knowing what it’s like to shine. 


Happy Anniversary, and thank you to everyone who has read my work, and encouraged me as a writer, and a person. 

#reverb12 Day 8: Your most important relationship?

I’ve missed a few days of this new fun in the blogging world! I’ve actually missed a lot of time blogging and todays #reverb12 topic is actually very fitting for what I wanted to share with my readers today anyways.

As you know I haven’t updated since October 15th: three days after I turned 18, and five days after I lost my mother. 

My mom was 36 years old and her death was completely unexpected, it’s the worst thing I’ve ever had to deal with in my life. It’s been almost two months and it still feels like it happened yesterday. 

That being said my most important relationship was the incredibly close relationship I had with my mother.

My mom, Belinda Mross was a funny woman, she was crazy, and then of course she was sometimes unbearable. We didn’t have your typical mother daughter relationship, while some days were good and others not so much we had a bond I felt wasn’t the same as others. 

My mom was sick, not sick enough to die, but she spend majority of her adult life sick. That being said I had to grow up fairly fast. I didn’t get the luxury of having the lovely childhood I dreamed of, but looking back on it I’m kind of glad I didn’t have that. I spent a lot of time taking care of my siblings and my mom. I spent a lot of time doing things I didn’t think kids my age were doing (trust me I was right on that one). It became normal for me to be more mature than all of my other friends,and as I got older instead of spending my weekends going out and getting drunk or being stupid I enjoyed spending time with my mom, sometimes we’d go out to Apple bees and spend hours there just laughing about stupid things, other nights I didn’t want to be anywhere near her. 

I miss my mom a lot, and at the most random moments I feel an emptiness knowing that her person isn’t still here. I know she’s there in spirit and will always be with me and maybe I’m still in some stage of anger but that doesn’t make me feel better. When I can’t call my mom or tell her something really random just to see her reaction it upsets me, sure she may be looking down on me but it’s not the same.

There is no way to maintain a relationship with the dead, other than respect their wishes. So I intend to graduate high school (on time) and start college in the fall of 2013. Finishing school was important to my mom, so I plan to do that for not just her but for both of us.


It’s That Time!

So this is the post where like everyone else, I’m to talk about how 2011 was dreadful or amazing and how I will improve in 2012. This is the post where I wish everyone a happy new year and give them ideas for resolutions or talk about my plans.

Well I don’t like doing what’s expected.

Today one year ago, a very good (well at the time) friend of mine told me our resolution should be to start a blog and use it for the whole year. His resolution lasted about three days, mine however lasted 365 days. Thanks to him I’ve created this blog and I’ve fallen in love with the art of blogging. So today is I guess the birthday of the idea of my blog. I started a blog on blogspot (ew) and then I converted to WordPress. So I’d just like to thank that person who helped me come up with the idea and I hope you’re doing just fine.

As for the rest of you, I don’t have much today, being that it is New Years and I have things to do! So Happy 2011 and I’ll be back next year!

Look Past the Template to See the Words.

Before I started blogging I did read things on “How to have a successful blog” or “How to manage a blog” or “What to write on a blog” and of course I did read other blogs to see what they were like. But I’ve realized those blogs are for people who only care about others seeing their blog.

Obviously people appreciate when others see their blog, but I think the more important thing is when people read  what we have to say. Us bloggers don’t write all these things down for you to look at our blog and say “Oh cool picture”. We do it so you can enjoy little parts of our lives or to debate ideas and opinions.

I’ve been trying to figure out for months how I can attract a regular crowd to my blog and I realize now it doesn’t really matter, eventually people will see my blog (and some of you have and I appreciate your support) and then they will appreciate my weird posts. I started blogging because I know some day I want to become a successful writer and I want to have something to look back on and say “Wow I’ve changed” or “I had so many supporters back when I was trying to make a name for myself”.

So until I am said successful writer I will continue my everyday average blog posts and I hope with time more and more people will want to read what I have to say.


By the way!

For those of you who haven’t noticed I’ve started adding buttons to promote other people’s blogs! I have not yet created my own (because I don’t know how to) but if you have a button and you’d be interested in having it on my site feel free to email me the code at

Opposite Of Adults (for now)

In less than two months I will be seventeen years old. 

Seeing that sentence on my scream scares the hell out of me. Where did all the time go? I’m almost done with High school and soon I’m going to have to go to college and live on my own. What happened to the innocent 3rd grader who was new to school and never did a bad thing in her life? I’m now almost seventeen and I feel like yesterday I was eight. Realizing how fast life has gone by is scary and amazing all at the same time.

Yesterday I went to down town Wauwatosa, and I thought to myself I can’t believe my mom is just letting me go off and walk around down town without an adult. That’s when the realization that I am almost an adult hit me. I’ve gained so much respect and trust from my mom, and it feels like not too long ago I was grounded all the time for doing immature stupid things.

It’s funny how you don’t realize change as it’s happening, I’ve never gone through a feeling like this, the feeling of actually feeling the change, or noticing what’s happened to me. I’ve blossomed, my mom no longer brushes my long tangled hair, I pick out my own clothes (and they  match), I know how it feels to be left, rejected, and hurt. I know how to make friends, have a good (and safe) time, I know how to live happily.

I just can’t believe that life really goes by this fast. People say it all the time “Enjoy being young while you can, because it’s gone before you know it.” I’ve never really listened to them though, and yes I am still young but not for much longer, soon I’ll have to learn to pay my own bills, manage my money, all the boring things that come with being an adult.

In less than two months I will be seventeen years old. 

Post-A-Day 2011

I’ve decided I want to blog more. Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now.  I will be posting on this blog once a day / once a week for all of 2011.

I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.

If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.