#1. I think one of my least favorite, most detested practices comes from the guys' side. Guys, please. Do. Not. Arrange. Yourself. In. Public.
Nobody wants to see you stickin your hand down your pants to arrange yourself. That's what the bathroom is for. Or anywhere private for that matter... It's called common courtesy... There's no need to act like a caveman.
#2. The tie for my most detested public practice is from the girls. See? I'm not sexist. Ladies... (Especially older, cougar-like women,) please, please, please, spare the world from the scarring sight of seeing stuff your wad of cash in your bra and jiggle it around!! A. There are such things as wallets. B. Handing me soggy, wet, stench-ridden cash is NOT the way to make my day. It's more likely on the right road to make sure I sabotage your hair products so they explode all over your face....Sick. You should run to the store to pick up some class, I guess you ran out.
#3. This one goes to the youngin's (usually boys) that walk through the halls like they're as wide as the halls and pretending to have hit 5 feet tall. You're a sevie. 1. you're about 3 1/2 feet tall and 2. You don't own the halls. I'm sorry to shake things up but, news flash, other people go to school too. And many of them are girls, whom you should be respecting. But no. Your idea is to smash into them or shove past them or speed up to just make it out the door before they do. Rude. You're lucky I don't just step on you or hipcheck you into the next millennium. I'm twice your size, I could crush you like a bug.
#4. This one's directed to many people on multiple levels. I'm pretty sure we were all taught not to chew with our mouths open. I guess a few of us have forgotten that nice little tip. Everyone has their own food to eat and no one enjoys losing their appetite due to getting grossed out by listening to your food and spit mushin around in your face. Chomp chomp chomp, squish, mush, crunch, smack... none of these are soothing sounds to eat by. Would you mind practicing some manners and maybe maturity? What are we, five?
#5. Common sense is...well, just that. Common sense. What worries me is that common sense is becoming less common and is, instead, a rarity. From personal experience, some people just couldn't take a hint if it walked up behind them and drop kicked them to China. Honey, you need to wake up and realize you're not Baby Jesus, you're not an angel, and you're not perfect. If you understand these basic concepts, I think a huge roadblock will be removed and you might come closer to catching on when someone isn't feeling your vibe. (Just as an example... If someone ignores your every text, yes even the ones you send TWICE a day EVERY day, for 3 weeks...it might mean they don't wanna talk to you.... just a thought.)
Welp that's about it for now, more will come later. :)
TTFN
Ta-Ta For Now :)
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Love Bought at a Price...
Hmmm... Should I be sleeping?... Probably... Am I gonna?.... Naaaaaww :)
So this blog is going to focus mostly on buying love...
Why do i feel the need to purchase love, appreciation, affection? Don't get me wrong, the vast majority of the time that I buy things for people, its because I care, because I want to. But I'm beginning to wonder if sometimes this doesn't stem from a desire within to be valued, loved, admired, appreciated. Giving/buying things for people is my love language. (A large part of it, anyway.) When I buy something for someone they're always (ok, not always) so grateful and appreciative and they talk to me more and it just creates a bond. I must ask myself, however, if that bond is genuine or if it is simply held together by little sheets of green paper. (Yes, I'm aware that money is not actually paper).
I don't just give money, however. There are other things you can give, such as time, energy, etc.
I love to be the person that everyone can go to when they need something. Despite this, I do not want to be the girl who's trampled over and used because she is too naive to see that she is only being used and taken advantage of. I want people to know that I care and that I want to help them. I want to know that they care about me too. But where does one draw the line between healthy giving and feeling the need to give in order to be accepted and loved? Sometimes when you're nose-to-nose with a painting, (or situation) all you can see is dark globs of paint that don't appear to have any order or structure. So how do you stand back from your own life to examine such invisible and illusive issues as your emotions or motives?
You might seek an outside source such as a trusted friend, who knows you well. Even these,however, might not always know what truly lies in the unspoken, uninterrupted depths of your subconscious. (K is it just me or did that sound AWESOME...)
I think the best thing to do is just to realize that people who love you for money, gifts, what you do for them all the time, ... they aren't worth it. No matter how much time, energy, love you invest in them, they're still the same.
Don't fall for the temptation to waste your time on them. It will only end in pain and regret.
Be yourself, do what makes you happy (within reason...obviously...) and be with who makes you smile.
<3
Oh. And on a side note.
Well.
I guess it's more like a.. an end note?
Foot note?
...
Ok.
How about: on another note.
Imagination.
It can be your greatest tool, or your ultimate downfall.
If you let your imagination run wild, it will control you. You must learn to control your own mind or it will run your life.
Using imagination can bring about greatness, success, etc.
But if you let it control you, you'll never achieve the level of success you could have had. You'll spend your life in fear, anger, angst, whatever your mind chooses.
For those of you who know what I'm talking about, well. This is probably for you.
You might think that you have no control but I promise that you do. It will be a challenge and requires time and hard work. But your mind is YOUR mind and you CAN control it.
Anyway... I'm starving and exhausted..
SOO lataa kiddies.
:)
So this blog is going to focus mostly on buying love...
Why do i feel the need to purchase love, appreciation, affection? Don't get me wrong, the vast majority of the time that I buy things for people, its because I care, because I want to. But I'm beginning to wonder if sometimes this doesn't stem from a desire within to be valued, loved, admired, appreciated. Giving/buying things for people is my love language. (A large part of it, anyway.) When I buy something for someone they're always (ok, not always) so grateful and appreciative and they talk to me more and it just creates a bond. I must ask myself, however, if that bond is genuine or if it is simply held together by little sheets of green paper. (Yes, I'm aware that money is not actually paper).
I don't just give money, however. There are other things you can give, such as time, energy, etc.
I love to be the person that everyone can go to when they need something. Despite this, I do not want to be the girl who's trampled over and used because she is too naive to see that she is only being used and taken advantage of. I want people to know that I care and that I want to help them. I want to know that they care about me too. But where does one draw the line between healthy giving and feeling the need to give in order to be accepted and loved? Sometimes when you're nose-to-nose with a painting, (or situation) all you can see is dark globs of paint that don't appear to have any order or structure. So how do you stand back from your own life to examine such invisible and illusive issues as your emotions or motives?
You might seek an outside source such as a trusted friend, who knows you well. Even these,however, might not always know what truly lies in the unspoken, uninterrupted depths of your subconscious. (K is it just me or did that sound AWESOME...)
I think the best thing to do is just to realize that people who love you for money, gifts, what you do for them all the time, ... they aren't worth it. No matter how much time, energy, love you invest in them, they're still the same.
Don't fall for the temptation to waste your time on them. It will only end in pain and regret.
Be yourself, do what makes you happy (within reason...obviously...) and be with who makes you smile.
<3
Oh. And on a side note.
Well.
I guess it's more like a.. an end note?
Foot note?
...
Ok.
How about: on another note.
Imagination.
It can be your greatest tool, or your ultimate downfall.
If you let your imagination run wild, it will control you. You must learn to control your own mind or it will run your life.
Using imagination can bring about greatness, success, etc.
But if you let it control you, you'll never achieve the level of success you could have had. You'll spend your life in fear, anger, angst, whatever your mind chooses.
For those of you who know what I'm talking about, well. This is probably for you.
You might think that you have no control but I promise that you do. It will be a challenge and requires time and hard work. But your mind is YOUR mind and you CAN control it.
Anyway... I'm starving and exhausted..
SOO lataa kiddies.
:)
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Bed?... HA. Naaaaahhh.
I should be going to bed but I'm really in the mood to think, not dream about stealing liquor. (Don't ask.)
Sometimes I could swear that it is the sole goal of the universe to torment me with useless drama. Yes, I'm in highschool but does that mean I need to be involved in so much crap? Seriously, leave me out of stupid little problems that could be solved by growing up. Talk to me when puberty hits. :)
Aside from that lovely note.
Today's topic is on judgmental people.
We all judge to some extent. We're human, it's practically impossible not to make small assumptions about people based on a look, style, whatever.
I'm not saying "Ohh my goodness if you've, like, ever judged someone you're, like, an Ogre!"
But there are those wonderful, supportive, encouraging people who make assumptions to just about everything and who seem to believe that unless you look, dress, act, sound, behave, or believe like they do, you're a piece of garbage to simply be discarded into the abyss of untold individuality.
You might say I'm judging these people. To some extent that may be true. How do we ever know someone until we make a few, simple judgments about their character based on consistent behavior, lifestyles, and choices? Sometimes even your friends judge you. You make a choice they don't agree with and it's "LOOK OUT, jerk alert."
Well.
Your true friends will be the ones who know you, who know what you would/wouldn't do, who will have your back and fight in your corner no matter what. They're the ones who never give up hoping in you. "A true friend understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are."
If your friends can't do that, they aren't your friends.
Aaaaand I have now reached the point of zoning and staring and am not able to keep my lil eyeballs open.
Spring break my BUTT. There wasn't much of a break in there.
Well ta-ta sweeties.
Remember.
Don't waste your time on someone who doesn't care about you. Find the ones who will not judge you and who will really love you.
:)
You're worth it!!
<3
Sometimes I could swear that it is the sole goal of the universe to torment me with useless drama. Yes, I'm in highschool but does that mean I need to be involved in so much crap? Seriously, leave me out of stupid little problems that could be solved by growing up. Talk to me when puberty hits. :)
Aside from that lovely note.
Today's topic is on judgmental people.
We all judge to some extent. We're human, it's practically impossible not to make small assumptions about people based on a look, style, whatever.
I'm not saying "Ohh my goodness if you've, like, ever judged someone you're, like, an Ogre!"
But there are those wonderful, supportive, encouraging people who make assumptions to just about everything and who seem to believe that unless you look, dress, act, sound, behave, or believe like they do, you're a piece of garbage to simply be discarded into the abyss of untold individuality.
You might say I'm judging these people. To some extent that may be true. How do we ever know someone until we make a few, simple judgments about their character based on consistent behavior, lifestyles, and choices? Sometimes even your friends judge you. You make a choice they don't agree with and it's "LOOK OUT, jerk alert."
Well.
Your true friends will be the ones who know you, who know what you would/wouldn't do, who will have your back and fight in your corner no matter what. They're the ones who never give up hoping in you. "A true friend understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are."
If your friends can't do that, they aren't your friends.
Aaaaand I have now reached the point of zoning and staring and am not able to keep my lil eyeballs open.
Spring break my BUTT. There wasn't much of a break in there.
Well ta-ta sweeties.
Remember.
Don't waste your time on someone who doesn't care about you. Find the ones who will not judge you and who will really love you.
:)
You're worth it!!
<3
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Baby Seal Shoes (For Derek)
Alright kids. Apparently today's rant is on:
"how the availability of my shoes made from baby seals has dramatically decreased! my feet have never known so much comfort what will i do without them!" Courtesy of Derek.
Well. According to my class, the fact that I lived in Alaska for 15+ years automatically means that I am a baby seal killer.
Well if all Alaskans are baby seal killers then I'm afraid the seal population is severely screwed.
You see, seal skin boots are of immense value all over the world but mostly in Equador. And without the boots their economy would fall apart.
Well Equador has been stealing the boots, leaving fewer and fewer to distribute among American stores, and Colorado has been hit the hardest. Which explains Derek's lack of seal shoes.
Not to mention the fact that the seals are having issues reproducing fast enough to keep up with the hunting. There's a reason they're called seals, not rabbits! O.o
American's should start a petition to save the seals and bring them here. We need our boots! I mean seriously. We have such full lives of laying on the couch and it's impossible to successfully relax on the couch without seal shoes. What has this world come to....
And that, ladies and gents, (or.... critters)
Is my rant on:
"how the availability of my shoes made from baby seals has dramatically decreased! my feet have never know so much comfort what will i do without them!" Courtesy of Derek.
P.S.
Jenna Marbles.... is now my inspiration in life. I was this close *holds up fingers barely apart* to showing some random old creepers THE FACE. They wouldn't stop staring at us!! I regret now, that we didn't use the face but I do plan on testing it's worth in the near future.
That is all.
Goodnight sillies.
<3
"how the availability of my shoes made from baby seals has dramatically decreased! my feet have never known so much comfort what will i do without them!" Courtesy of Derek.
Well. According to my class, the fact that I lived in Alaska for 15+ years automatically means that I am a baby seal killer.
Well if all Alaskans are baby seal killers then I'm afraid the seal population is severely screwed.
You see, seal skin boots are of immense value all over the world but mostly in Equador. And without the boots their economy would fall apart.
Well Equador has been stealing the boots, leaving fewer and fewer to distribute among American stores, and Colorado has been hit the hardest. Which explains Derek's lack of seal shoes.
Not to mention the fact that the seals are having issues reproducing fast enough to keep up with the hunting. There's a reason they're called seals, not rabbits! O.o
American's should start a petition to save the seals and bring them here. We need our boots! I mean seriously. We have such full lives of laying on the couch and it's impossible to successfully relax on the couch without seal shoes. What has this world come to....
And that, ladies and gents, (or.... critters)
Is my rant on:
"how the availability of my shoes made from baby seals has dramatically decreased! my feet have never know so much comfort what will i do without them!" Courtesy of Derek.
P.S.
Jenna Marbles.... is now my inspiration in life. I was this close *holds up fingers barely apart* to showing some random old creepers THE FACE. They wouldn't stop staring at us!! I regret now, that we didn't use the face but I do plan on testing it's worth in the near future.
That is all.
Goodnight sillies.
<3
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Philosophical Crap? .. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO TITLE THIS. Just read it.. :)
Well.
It's been a while since the last time I wrote and a lot has happened!
Lets see....
THESIS = TURNED IN!!!
Aaaaand now it's time to come up with a presentation that doesn't suck too bad and an equally not-too-sucky slideshow.....
yeah like that will happen.
Next.
Do parents plan their pissy days around my schedule just so that it's impossible to relax? I'm pretty sure they do. (So in case you didn't guess, that was rhetorical...)
And now it's time for Manager Answers, a part of the show where I tell you some of the crazy bits of advice I've gotten from my manager. ;)
1. Always keep a bottle of water and a bottle of ketsup in your car in case you get pulled over. Dump the water or a mixture of the two on your lap and start to breathe really fast and "cry" and Viola! Perfect excuse for speeding and a little pity never hurt anybody. :)
~~~~
Has anyone ever tried to tell you how to run your own life? Have they drug you down into their nasty little bog of mushy, dramatic ooze when you could have been totally and completely happy? Have you ever had those people who leave you standing out in the cold, pouring rain, when you really needed a friend? Have you ever felt so confined and restricted in a place that is supposed to be the one area where you can be you? Where you don't have to worry about being judged? Where no one can touch you or hurt you? Have you ever had to hide who you are from the ones you should be able to trust the most? Do you ever look back on the old times and wish with everything you have that you could just rewind time and change everything? Do you ever need to scream from the pain and anger that build up inside of you?
How do you handle it? Are you passive agressive? Self destructive? Violent? Do you stuff it down inside or blast it out on the world?
Do you ever find those really really annoying, self righteous people that you wish you could just slap silly? Sometimes I swear I will go to jail for assault. You can mess with me. Fine. I'm a big girl, I can handle it. But when you mess around with my friends or the people I love, you can bet your self fulfilling, egotistical, stuck up, butt that you will be put in your place.
And what's with the people that count on you to be there but as soon as something comes up in your life they just bail out? No I'm not your back up pal. I'm not your if-no-one-else-can friend. I'm not trying to sound stuck up and say "Omg I need all your attention" But if you expect me to put in the effort, you better put some in as well.
Stress really sucks doesn't it? Well apparently my stress levels have been at an all time high because it turns out the reason that I haven't been able to breathe is due to stress. Isn't that cool? The Dr. says I should go see a therapist... Honey why do you think I'm so stressed? IT'S BECAUSE I NEVER HAVE TIME!
So how in the world am I supposed to find time to go to a therapist to be told what I already know? "Work less hours, breathe deeply, it will all be ok"
Yeah I can't work less, and that's kinda the problem, I can't breathe. And sure. By the time I'm 6 feet under it should all be ok.
I have a part time job. I love it soo much. But part-time isn't for everything sweetie. I don't need part time friends and to be honest, I haven't the time. Life is too short to waste my time on liars, back-stabbers and if-I-feel-like-its.
The past can really suck... But don't worry too much about it because there is a reason that those people have not made it into your future.
You are beautiful just the way you are and you shouldn't have to change for anyone. Beauty is for everyone, not just the rich, not just the people with nice clothes or nice hair. Beauty comes from inside.
And that's basically my rant for right now...
Or my many rants.....
My compilation of random thoughts.
:)
Thanks for reading
<3
It's been a while since the last time I wrote and a lot has happened!
Lets see....
THESIS = TURNED IN!!!
Aaaaand now it's time to come up with a presentation that doesn't suck too bad and an equally not-too-sucky slideshow.....
yeah like that will happen.
Next.
Do parents plan their pissy days around my schedule just so that it's impossible to relax? I'm pretty sure they do. (So in case you didn't guess, that was rhetorical...)
And now it's time for Manager Answers, a part of the show where I tell you some of the crazy bits of advice I've gotten from my manager. ;)
1. Always keep a bottle of water and a bottle of ketsup in your car in case you get pulled over. Dump the water or a mixture of the two on your lap and start to breathe really fast and "cry" and Viola! Perfect excuse for speeding and a little pity never hurt anybody. :)
~~~~
Has anyone ever tried to tell you how to run your own life? Have they drug you down into their nasty little bog of mushy, dramatic ooze when you could have been totally and completely happy? Have you ever had those people who leave you standing out in the cold, pouring rain, when you really needed a friend? Have you ever felt so confined and restricted in a place that is supposed to be the one area where you can be you? Where you don't have to worry about being judged? Where no one can touch you or hurt you? Have you ever had to hide who you are from the ones you should be able to trust the most? Do you ever look back on the old times and wish with everything you have that you could just rewind time and change everything? Do you ever need to scream from the pain and anger that build up inside of you?
How do you handle it? Are you passive agressive? Self destructive? Violent? Do you stuff it down inside or blast it out on the world?
Do you ever find those really really annoying, self righteous people that you wish you could just slap silly? Sometimes I swear I will go to jail for assault. You can mess with me. Fine. I'm a big girl, I can handle it. But when you mess around with my friends or the people I love, you can bet your self fulfilling, egotistical, stuck up, butt that you will be put in your place.
And what's with the people that count on you to be there but as soon as something comes up in your life they just bail out? No I'm not your back up pal. I'm not your if-no-one-else-can friend. I'm not trying to sound stuck up and say "Omg I need all your attention" But if you expect me to put in the effort, you better put some in as well.
Stress really sucks doesn't it? Well apparently my stress levels have been at an all time high because it turns out the reason that I haven't been able to breathe is due to stress. Isn't that cool? The Dr. says I should go see a therapist... Honey why do you think I'm so stressed? IT'S BECAUSE I NEVER HAVE TIME!
So how in the world am I supposed to find time to go to a therapist to be told what I already know? "Work less hours, breathe deeply, it will all be ok"
Yeah I can't work less, and that's kinda the problem, I can't breathe. And sure. By the time I'm 6 feet under it should all be ok.
I have a part time job. I love it soo much. But part-time isn't for everything sweetie. I don't need part time friends and to be honest, I haven't the time. Life is too short to waste my time on liars, back-stabbers and if-I-feel-like-its.
The past can really suck... But don't worry too much about it because there is a reason that those people have not made it into your future.
You are beautiful just the way you are and you shouldn't have to change for anyone. Beauty is for everyone, not just the rich, not just the people with nice clothes or nice hair. Beauty comes from inside.
And that's basically my rant for right now...
Or my many rants.....
My compilation of random thoughts.
:)
Thanks for reading
<3
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