rant

Change


Which one is true: People change, or do they always stay the same?

Obviously we change, develop from a baby to someone with hobbies and dislikes, preferences, and experience. Then again we sometimes develop habits that will never leave us, maybe this means we cheat, or like to have everything perfectly in order. Which on is true?

Can they both be true, applying to different circumstances or even different people all together?

I think everyone is so different in so many ways (obviously you know this too) but what differences really define us as an individual?

Example: I am a writer, she is a dancer.

In this situation our hobbies define us.

Example: He has cancer, she has been in remission for six years.

Does the condition define them, or life and death?

Example: Mom likes to drink, Dad likes to smoke.

Both can kill you, what’s the different?

I could go on and on for days with all the things that make me different from you, but at what point do you distinguish me as someone not in your circle? What makes someone really enjoy your company?

The question I suppose I really want to know the answer to is why does it matter?

Example: I like to write, and my sister likes to dance.

Different hobbies, same blood.

Example: They met during treatment, she is still fighting for him.

Difference?

Example: They picked up bad habits after the unthinkable happened to them.

We are all different, and for our own reasons, so what makes it okay for you to judge someone else for dealing with their life the way that makes sense to them? This life is so complicated because of the countless things that can happen right before your eyes, good or bad. We cannot sit by and continue to judge our fellow humans, instead we need to know when to help, how to address a situation, how to sit before someone and just be there with an open mind.

We are constantly finding reasons to dislike people, and I cannot figure out why. It isn’t more fun, it’s sad that people have become so cliche in such an inhumane way.

That we have to drill it into peoples heads to be nice, because it isn’t the natural way of things anymore. Reminders or happiness and hope are being spread by few to the many who have forgotten. When will we be kind? When will you smile?

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Don’t Let This Go Viral


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“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?

Shattered Glass In My Hair


Currently listening to: Sing Sing by Marianas Trench

☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂☂

It’s uncomfortably hot in my room right now, and the fact that I’m boiling with rage isn’t exactly helping the situation. 

I’m wondering what the word “friend” means every where else around the world, because here friend apparently doesn’t mean much. 

See I always thought a friend was someone who was reliable, someone you could trust with your secrets, your emotions, your passion. A friend is supposed to be someone who is honest with you, even if they’re telling you something you don’t want to hear. A friend is someone who makes mistakes, but they feel genuinely guilty for hurting you and they fix it. A friend is someone who you can yell at when you’re upset, but they understand because life hasn’t exactly been the kindest to you, obviously you apologize but they won’t hold it against you. 

Maybe my definition of friend is too good, because I’m willing to do that for any of my friends, even some people I don’t currently like right now I’d do that for. I would do that because I know that sometimes things are hard, and sometimes I mess up so I try and make it better when I can.

Sure I’m a naturally sarcastic person, I make morbid jokes as a way of coping, I make fun of my friends (but I’m pretty sure they know that I never mean what I say), and sometimes I tell my friends I hate them. But if any of my friends came to me and truly needed me I would drop everything for them, even if they needed me to sit next to them and listen to their problems, not matter how insignificant. 

The word friend mean little to me right now. I’m not saying my friends are horrible people. I’m just saying that sometimes I wonder what peoples friends think, if they think that they’re the only person in this world matters. If that’s the case I feel sorry for those people, because this world is bigger than you and me, and it’s certainly bigger than self-centered people. 

This Love is No Good


Take a line from a song that you love or connect with. Now forget the song, and turn that line into the title or inspiration for your post.

Today I knew I wanted to write, but I just wasn’t sure what I was going to write about. I was going to write any word that came into my head and then I saw this little magic button that said “Inspire me!” and I got really excited so I clicked the button and it gave me the idea above so here we go:

In September I went through my first major break-up, it was the whole super sad, everything sucks, what do I do now kind of thing which was to be expected when you were with that same person since Freshman year

I was really pissed off at him then, but now I think it’s the best thing we could have done. We’re even attempting to be friends… well.. not really but we’re talking which is more than I could have said a month ago.

This song and post have nothing to do with him though, but the point of that small story was to say that I never really learned how to “date” during my high school career. I didn’t go out with boys to the movies or dinner whatever you even do when you go out on dates throughout high school.

That being said, since September dating has been crazy weird.

At first I was excited, I was excited for someone new, with new habits, a different sense of humor, new friends, just a whole new person.

Then I started realizing that every boy my age is psychotic.

And I’m not joking, and it’s not just guys either! People my age are looking for all sorts of commitment. I know I shouldn’t really talk being that I just told you I dated my first boyfriend for 3 years… but that was different, my initial intention was never forever with him. My intentions still aren’t forever! But the boys I’ve been meeting are all commitment.

How old am I? I’m 18 years old

Have I even graduated high school yet? No

Do you think I’m ready to settle down forever? Absolutely not!

I was attempting to date because I just wanted to meet some new people, whatever. But after the rodeo I’ve been through with this whole “He gets hooked way before I’ve even casted” I’m hanging up my hat and calling it quits for now.

Dating is stupid for people my age because people my age let dating consume them. They think they need a boyfriend or a girlfriend, like they need that sense of romance in their life. NEWSFLASH!! It would be nice to have sure, but you don’t need to be in a relationship! You have friends, and if you’re already in a relationship good for you but if you’re not don’t worry about it. Who cares, live your life and figure out who you are.

 

The song I based this post on:

Complication in Milwaukee


ImageI’ve been reading, I’ve been writing, I’ve been researching the college I will more than likely attend next fall, I’ve looked at classes, already put some money into this and can I just say something that someone should have told me about this whole college process?

It’s difficult!

Obviously I knew it wasn’t going to be easy, but it’s so tedious. I think I’ve got a good handle on things and then it’s, “Just kidding there’s this to do too, and you get to do it for a lovely $75.00!” It’s annoying and it makes me want to rip out my hair.

Then there’s all that stupid paper work, where they ask you all sorts of things that you totally don’t remember. It’s just obnoxious and I can’t express my hate for this process enough.

But with this incredibly long and tedious process comes the realization that high school is really coming to an end. Not like, “We have a the rest of senior year.” but like, it’s really freekin’ ending. It’s just crazy.

This is life, we start new chapters no matter how much we do or don’t want it. It’s been a crazy year and I’m ready to finally close this chapter of my life and attempt to start fresh. Of course I would really love to have my mom around when I head off into the real world but she’s around, even if it isn’t the way I would like it. 

Some Days Simply Suck.


I’m really crabby and running on about three hours of sleep. It’s my fault I stayed on Skype so late but that doesn’t make me less crabby. 

On top of that I had basically no creative flow going on in Photo class today and now I sit here thinking: “I just need to sit down and write.” and I’ve got nothing.

So I’m just going to continue to type and see what we come up with, hopefully it’s not some rampage about how much I just hate today because that would be a bummer. 

Even though I already finished my tea and I have to go until three before I can brew a new cup!

I just got a tweet from someone and they triggered my memory about snapchat. Probably the dumbest app ever, I don’t get the point… I could just text you a picture of my face, why create a whole app for it? It just confuses me. I shouldn’t talk though, I use a walkie talkie app instead of calling people. Personally I feel that’s different. 

Technology is just stupid in general. We should go back to the times where snail mail was cool and dial up was still a thing. Or we could go back even farther to when you had to walk for two days to get to your best friends house and you covered your wrists and ankles.

But maybe I’m pushing it. 

If I keep typing what pops into my head will I feel better? I think this is what they call “word vomit” and while it may not make any sense to you, it’s kind of making me feel better….. so I’m going to continue typing until I get bored, the bell rings, or I feel better.

I need to find a way to get tea all day…. maybe I need to bring a box of tea to school that I don’t LOVE but like enough to drink throughout the day, bring some sugar substitutes and microwave water throughout the day…. maybe that’s what I’ll do. We do have a microwave in the lunch room.

Writing has become incredibly difficult for me the past few weeks, I just haven’t been getting the creative juices I need and I don’t know how to get back into the swing of things?

 

I think I’m done here.

Happy Monday.

Chillen Like a Villian


So I don’t really have an extrodinary topic today, other than myself! No but seriously I’m just in a mood to blog and that’s not so bad right? Anywho today I’m suposed to be helping my aunt with some stuff and right now I’m only babysitting which I guess is helping, I woke up at 8 this morning and was so bummed (this summer I’ve slept in like it’s nobody’s buisness). So luckily there was already coffee made, and that’s how I knew it was going to be a good day is when I awake to already made coffee! I’m the only one who drinks coffee in my  house and my mom hates the smell, so it’s nice to be in a place with people who won’t ridcule me for drinking coffee!

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And now I have a topic, Crying. Everyone cries, and I know what you’re thinking: “You went from talking about coffee to tell us everyone cries?” No that’s not what I’m doing. I hate when people cry (kind of) because I always feel so terrible, I never know what to do or what to say. It’s not like once I see someone crying I run away, it just suddenly becomes this awkward situation for me, they cry and I sit there  not knowing what to do, which doesn’t help this person at all. What exactly am I supposed to do? I don’t really do the whole like hugging thing so the physical comfort is out the window, I’m good at talking but when tears are involved it’s like I lose my voice. I’m not funny so I can’t use humor to make someone feel better. When someone cries I wish I had a special power to make me invisible so then they can’t rely on me for comfort. Don’t get me wrong I wish I could do something to help but I don’t know what the heck I’m supposed to do.

So I guess that’s my little rant for the day, see  ya next time!

Note: If there is errors in spelling, I apologize, it’s too early I’m too lazy to fix them (right now) and apparently so is the spellcheck for wordpress!