A Weakened Human Race

This, this…this topic infuriates me greatly. I could go on for a century in this post but I will try to contain myself, censor my angry words, and stay on-topic…

Here’s the issue, folks. The schools in my area are on a two hour delay for tomorrow. Why give schools a delay the day before? Because the forecast predicts twelve degrees come 7am. Woah boy! We’re all going to die!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! And *GASP!* there’s going to be wind! Oh no!

This purely infuriates me beyond belief and makes me want to erupt with emesis all over the place with straight bile and force someone to lick it up, reject it, and make a soup out of it.

I cannot stand how weak society is becoming. As if we, especially children, aren’t catered to enough. (This is a bigger issue than just the school delay, it’s only a small example of the overall crisis) They have iPhones at the age of six, $100 Ugg boots, Xbox systems, etc. They have every luxury beyond their dreams and way past anything we ever had growing up, and yet!!!! They can’t stand out in the bareable cold to get an education. For decades, we all walked to school in basic winter gear. With such amazing advances up to where we are now in 2013, winter gear is way more advanced and resistant to the cold. If anything, as the years pass, there should be less of a reason to complain.

Because we are so spoiled in America, have every luxury we can get a hold of and everything handed to us, we actually complain MORE! Therefore, expectations grow shorter, and we are becoming greater wusses, and more spoiled and catered to.

I had to stand out in the frigid cold for ten-fifteen minutes daily bundled up. I was never too cool for a coat, hat, and gloves. It sucked, yes, but it built character. We soon will all be like the movie WALL-E. not having to move or think for ourselves and everything will always be “perfect”.

I look at it this way, years ago people had to kill their food, build their homes, etc. Now, we have easy, workless access to everything in life. I agree that times change, and it is nice. We shouldn’t be stuck in one place without advancing. However, it is becoming extremely excessive. Stop the coddling, babying, excuses, and pity. Men need to be men, and women need to stop spreading their estrogen everywhere.

Finally, to make everything worse, is it really a smart decision to take away more school time from children? I’m dumbfounded by the stupidity of children these days. (I’ll save that issue for another day) If anything, there needs to be an increase in shool-time, or those hours should be kept track of and made up. Highly despicable. Yuck!

With all that being said, I will be leaving tomorrow morning at 0630 properly dressed and going to work like an adult for a 16 hour work day. I will be leaving home and coming back home when the weather is at its worst. I won’t complain, and believe it or not, I am not going to die from it!

BTW, it’s not a matter of jealously because these days, kids have life handed to them and don’t work for anything, and are overly babied. I will never look back in life wishing I went through it differently. I have character and am a stronger person for it, as is everyone in my generation and before.

Hidden Truth

One of the largest misfortunes in life is when you are trying to move forward in life and better it, but people are doing everything in their will power to keep you from achieving that dream. People are in general very selfish and jealous of others happiness and success. Why must people bring people down that are moving up, to their low level?

I myself am going through that now. We all talk about “creepers” and “stalkers”. I have a huge one–My father/family. He has done nothing to help me through life and only makes it harder and more stressful. He himself has said, “when I think of you, I think fuck you, go to hell”. That’s something I’ll never forget hearing from him forever. He abandoned me as a daughter. I am intelligent enough to know not to spend too much time caring about people that don’t care about me and make my life a living hell day-to-day. The best part is that he puts on a pathetic, weepy front to all of his family and everyone he comes into contact with that he cares about me. He does not. He stalks me to no other. He’s the definition of a hardcore creeper. I cannot live my life in peace. Facebook, he has found a way to creep on that somehow, even with max security & altered last name. Youtube? Yes, he’s found that, too. Now, this blog. Go figure, right? (He spends his entire pathetic, daughter-less life stalking me)

I would like to take a moment to share what was commented on one of my posts today:

“I know someone who acts in contradiction to her stated beliefs above, someone I know loves and gives conditionally and takes money from little old ladies (her grandmother) and does not even acknowledge the gift or the fact that her 80 year old grandmother exists. You cash her check everytime she sends it but she never hears a word. So much for making people feel good about what they do, talk about superficial…where is the positive feedback for her grandmother who gives what she cannot afford as she barely struggles on her fixed income week to week. The writer is in a compartmentalized world, the one she wants the world to see and the actual world she lives in. I see hipocrisy written all over this blog. Actions always speak much louder than words.”

Where can I start to rip into this? First off, my entire family has disowned me. They hear only the lies told from my father. Not once have they called me to speak with me on how I think or feel, or what really goes on. (ha! talk about showing what someone wants the world to see but not what’s realistic) If they cared about me, why would I have to be the one to contact them? Next, I got endless grief and harassment to an absurd level when I would not cash checks. Finally, actions speak louder than words? How about the times I was beaten, thrown, and caused to bleed and cry in mental and physical pain? Not loud enough? How about ripping me from my house and future and left to start from scratch, throwing away all of my plans set in life? Guess those are just whispers.

It’s MY turn to finally say it how it is for once. Let’s add some sick and twisted humor to all of this, shall we?

Sadly, everyday I have to live in fear that this man will pop into my life. I cannot go anywhere without being stressed that he will be there. I cannot go to work, leave my house, or go anywhere not living in fear. I even have nightmares of him stalking me and appearing places. (80% of the time those nightmares end with me beating the shit out of him one way or another) One day, my nightmare came true. I was stalked at WORK. What kind of sick person barges in on someone while they’re working, trying to make enough money to eat a meal once a day? That’s as low as someone can go in this position. Well, my nightmare became a sparkling fantasy when he was embarrassingly escorted out of the building by security. That’s what you get for showing aggression towards me my whole life and even my manager, asshole. Plus, that’s what you get for stalking me so much that you found out where I work just to come stalk me in-person.

He is such a high-level stalker, that he has others do it for him as well. Plus, because he spills out a fake, pathetic front and story to everyone, they attack me on his behalf. That’s even lower than his all-time low. How can anyone possibly sanely make it through life having to constantly check over their shoulder and being demoralized nonstop? A bigger question–Why would a father ever do such antics to his own daughter? It’s always easy to tell people made up truths, but not let them know the horrid things that are actually being done.

I guess karma is always a good thing. It is much easier to lose a father than for a father to lose his little girl forever. I can handle walking down the aisle without one. I see myself growing up and excelling in life greatly. Other people get to be a part of my life, and I am of no relation. To me, family doesn’t matter. Blood-related or not, all that matters is surrounding ones self with people that truly care about you, love you for who you are and what you do, and would never deceive you, abandon you, and turn others against you. I have been told numerous times that people wish I was their daughter, or at least daughter-in-law. They wish that. Meanwhile, there’s a man that disgustingly holds the title of a father to me, but took advantage of it and threw it away. Sickening, right? Again, the title “father” is more than the man that was the sperm donor, a father is a man who loves and supports their child in life no matters what. It’s not someone that disowns them, speaks poorly of them, and makes their life a living hell. True family to me wouldn’t comment or have someone comment what they have. They would be supportive and complimentary of my blog, instead of using it as an outlet to try and bring me down (FAIL).

This was a great way for me to reveal what hides behind so many lies and fake fronts. I find it to be a great embarrassment to everyone involved.  Let’s share even more humor!!! This time this is from Youtube! His girlfriend made a Youtube JUST to message me! HA!…HAHA!…HA!!!!…

Your fathers’ thoughts about you are as countless as the sand on the seashore. I have known your father for 2 years now, I have been his friend and colleague and feel compelled to reach out to you. [NAME] is living his life and trying to find peace, he avoids drinking from the fountain of resentment as he know this is a glass of poison. He discusses the possibility that he will never see his precious girls again, he wishes every night that he will catch a glimpse of his long lost children in his dreams. He goes into almost excrutiating detail about you and I must bite my tongue to prevent myself from shattering his fragile memories. I want to be brutally honest and tell him to move on and accept the things he cannot change. When a deep injury is done us, we never recover until we forgive. Why I ask will you not forgive him? Love him and release him, not to forgive is to be imprisoned by the past, by old grievances that do not permit life to proceed with new experiences.
Will you be his child?
He is waiting for you…

If you have no interest please ignore this and foregoe any type of revenge that would be directed at him, he has no knowledge of this journey I have taken this evening with you. I could not forgive myself if I caused him further injury. I am simply a friend who cares about him and his journey.

…That was the first message. I just about pissed myself, and so has everyone I’ve shared it with.  It is the biggest load of shit I’ve read in my life. This makes the government look like good, truthful human beings! My response to it?

“TITS”

Her reply…A bunch of mumble jumble just like the above not worth taking up space. Part of it is that she doesn’t understand what I meant by TITS and that she doesn’t know texting lingo.

I replied again

“BOOBIES”

Her response: (worth posting this time lol)

“I see that you intended your acronym to be an insult to me and my message, thanks for clearing that up as I understand now. Your father is having a wonderful time on Prince Edward Island; this is his second summer here. We are exploring a little with plans to go to Newfoundland and Nova Scotia. He tried to contact you to see if perhaps you had any interest in the trip but he was not able as you do not pick up his calls. I have had a summer home here for years so we will be coming again next year; you are welcome to come if you wish. It is a place full of kindred spirits, green pastures, we walk on the beach and search for sea glass, life is not complicated or painful. We visited with [BROTHER] who lives in Wildwood NJ for the summer and had so much fun with him; he is a son to be proud of. I know he is a wounded soul as you; with no mother’s arms to comfort him when he needs it. Your father continues to have a profound concern for your well being. He is not trying to maintain safe territory; he is not cowering in the corner, unwilling to engage that which keeps you frightened and absent. He wants to discuss with you the possibility of a healing relationship, a conjoining on the path toward the heart where the wounds of the past and the confusion of the present are received with compassion and kindness. Sometimes in the darkness we need hold the light for another. I will hold the light illuminating his cherished daughters for him until you return to his life.”

[Remind yourself by rereading above if you don’t remember what type of father man he truly is]

My responses seem childish and immature, but I had to play the game at their level and it deserved nothing more than a mockery.

I must also add just how splendid it is for them to have time to take numerous, wonderful vacations. Some of us are too busy working to eat and live day-to-day. If I was cared about, that money used for those trips could be used to, hmm, I don’t know help me? Oh that’s right! I was told long ago that I will receive no help because I have to suck up to get that. Being a daughter isn’t simply good enough without having to work for a little care and help in life.

People may argue, ‘well he’s your father!…Give him a chance…blah blah blah’ Let me tell you all, he has had over 20 years of chances and ran out long ago. (I had to put that out there.) My most memorable memories are of his beat red “gorilla” face filled with rage and anger coming at me with a belt or fist, and all the current nightmares and real-life horror of stalking. Memories of such don’t deserve a chance to change, anyway. It only opens a door for more hurt. That especially applies to someone who doesn’t understand what ‘fuck off’ means. If someone says to fuck off, would you smother and harass them further?…Exactly!

Sometimes it’s good to reveal what a person’s true characteristics and actions are. Revenge and karma are sweet, and I can live knowing it’ll come one day.

 

 

No Hablo Espanol, Damnit it!

This may be at or next to the top of my list of biggest blasphemies. I may warn everyone, though, that this is seemingly harsh, so beware.

I HATE LIVING IN AMERICA AND BEING OVERTAKEN BY SPANISH!

Everything from Dora the explorer, to the numerous channels only in Spanish on my cable that I PAY for, and absolutely every product having to be listed in Spanish as well. I don’t care that we are the “melting pot” or whatever, I am living in America, I am speaking English/American, and no I will not fucking learn your language that I despise! I cringe every time I hear it spoken because personally, it’s the ugliest language in my book. Mix that with having to hear and see it all day everyday, it blows a short fuse with me.

I absolutely love languages and am fairly good at French and looked into Italian and Swedish. I also am fascinated by the silent language of signing and am working hard to learn it. I’m not racist by no means, I just am extremely irked by the fact that the country I am living in is being overtaken primarily by two large ethnicities and languages. Sorry, but they came here. Learn our customs, abide by our rules, speak out language, and still be free and happy. Don’t like it? Excellent, get out! Go where you came from, and give us back our jobs because don’t worry, we outsource and support everyone but our own people. You’re better off. Trust me.

There’s so much to this issue, but it angers me highly and can be left short and simple. Here’s a couple tips, however–If what you buy comes with directions that are in English (*listed first!*) with French beneath/after it, don’t worry it’s good. Also, if you press 0 for an operator when calling customer support, you will eventually get an American, not someone named Lyuqaskdjfoihguej that claims to be Bob Jones, who you can’t understand a damn that’s said and pretends to know what he’s talking about.

Dear world, please stop conforming and make them struggle like fish out of water. I would never in a million years go to another country not dominate in English and expect them to do so for me. That is all.

I DO NOT want to have to press 1 for English! >:[

 

Youtubin’ It Up!

Ohhh Youtube, where would we be without you and all of the annoyances you carry?

Youtube is great! We can share videos of our talents, embarrassments, achievements, and fails. With all the love, comes a lot of hate to me. I’ll go over exactly what I mean and break it down simply…

Control Nazis:

At first, Youtube was hardly even heard of. People saw it as a great way to be able to share videos for friends and family to see, and the public to stumble upon.  Since day one, though, YT has made it a difficult process. If you wish to be creative, then it would take the video down. Wish to add music or video clips? Big mistake. Your video would be banned and you would be warned of a banned account if you did it again. Had a strong opinion on something? How dare you take advantage of your freedom of speech!…GONE!

Viral Vids:

That was the beginning. Since then, YT has made progress and you can find just about everything on their site. When I say everything, I mean everything. Stuff that you wish you never stumbled upon. Many people comment on videos with, “I’m in the weird part of Youtube again…” I think we’ve all been there at one point or another thanks to the enticing titles and numerous views. Why is it that the videos of horrible talent, embarrassments, randomness, and stupidity go viral, anyway? Two Girls One cup? Really now, people? YOU’RE the ones at fault, ya know. That’s gross and unintelligent girls looking for attention in that manner don’t deserve it. Charlie bit my Finger? Okay…It’s a baby biting his brother’s finger. Hmmm. Don’t even get me started on that Fred guy. I want to vomit when I think of his success. All of these people reach Youtube stardom when there are real people with real talents out there with videos too that get no notice. People are so simple-minded these days. Yikes.

Nonsense:

Anyway, there are many more annoyances I have. I definitely hate the lack of personalization to one’s profile compared to what it used to be many many years ago. I can’t stand the ads, either. Why do I have to watch a thirty second ad for an eleven second video? As if we don’t see ads enough as it is, we have to watch them before every video AND see them at the bottom of the video while it plays. another huge annoyance to me on there is all of the idiots who think they are so rad by having their own terribly self-made sixty second intro before their videos. I hate the people who choose to have five minutes of nothing playing at the end of their videos, too. Why??? I also don’t need the end of your video to be credits that you thought were relevant to be there. By the way, if people feel the want to comment, like, and/or subscribe to your channel, they will. No need to put that in your video numerous times and in the description.

Bigger Nonsense:

This is the best that has been saved for last–Youtube comments!!! I love the comment section because some people, like the little kids and preteens have absolutely nothing else in their lives other than to comment on videos rudely to start drama since that’s what their lives are all about. The people that crave attention and can only gain it in a negative way turn to Youtube for it. They’ll go to a video like someone’s journey through cancer and comment, “I hope they die!” just to create a stir. I tend to “love” how people spend their spare time in life on Youtube to have fights as well. On every video you visit, you are guaranteed to find an argument. Geez start a blog or something, don’t create an argument on Youtube that’s completely irrelevant to the video you’re commenting on. YT is also great for little rebels out there that feel so high and mighty by clicking dislike on a video. Oh you’re cool. Right.

One last thing, try to be intelligent when creating a video title. Making one full of lies like, “FUNNIEST THING IN THE WORLD!#@$~@#” to get more views. It just makes you look more mentally incapable in life and angers people gullible enough to click it and become disappointed. When I see titles as such, I do not click them because it is a huge sign that it is exactly the opposite.

People…Need…To…Get…A…Life!!!

Stop creating horrible videos to become popular

Stop all of the unnecessary and childish comments/fights

Stop watching and supporting the morons that are doing so!

 

Cold World

The hardest thing in life is to be genuinely happy, and being able to stay optimistic, have self-confidence, and keeping your head above the water. The odds against us are stacked up, and we are the ones to be blamed.

I feel as if people these days are so greedy to feel self-empowerment over others, that compliments are hard to hear, a lending hand is never around, and shoulders to cry on walk away with peoples’ back turned so coldly. I notice many people being praised for stuff that shouldn’t be, mostly in an indirect way. Look at the teenage pregnancies being spotlighted on television. It’s like saying hey, here’s a television show for your irresponsibility and maturity in life. Do teenagers that are making a difference in this world get a television show? No. They are in the shadows of life and no one knows of them…Sickening.

Over the years, confidence has been hard to achieve, but easy to lose. Growing up, our parents praised us for everything from good behavior, encouragement to talk, taking our first steps, and even to go one and two in a toilet and not diapers. As the years go by, we are praised by schoolwork and sport achievements. As adults, it’s as if we receive no encouragement to gain and maintain confidence anymore. It’s kind of like, well it’s what you are supposed to do, what? you want a cookie? People love to hear kind words, but don’t like to give them to others, so there’s never an even exchange, and now an absent one all together.

I find it hard to get through life without any confidence. How can a person feel good about themselves and what they do if no one seems to care? It’s a hard struggle, and people go to great lengths just to find an ounce of encouragement. For me personally, it’s deteriorating. I do my best to make the lives of everyone better. I put my happiness on the back burner so someone else can be happy. In turn, their happiness gives me the best form of happiness. I would never wish to change my ways, but why can’t anyone ever give a simple thank you? Oh, that’s right, it’s because people don’t have manners these days either and only care about personal gain.

My greatest struggle in life is confidence, and I’ve realized it over the years. I guess it has gotten so obvious over time because many people are even pointing it out. I can watch a show of Jeopardy, know the answer without second-guessing myself, but not say it, fearing it’ll be wrong. If I’m asked a question, 9/10 times I know the answer, but either pretend to not know it, or give a wrong answer fearing that my correct answer will be wrong. Honestly, what’s the difference, though? It’s always the same outcome in reality. Wrong answers and mistakes are accepted in the same way as being “perfect”.

I am an overachiever to an extreme level. At work, I give 110%, just like I give that much of an effort in EVERYTHING I do in life. I know what I’m capable of, and don’t accept anything less of myself. This past year I had an intense, yet mature and professional argument with one of my managers. I did nothing wrong at all. Surprisingly, I was being told that I do too much, and that I work too hard, and need to not. Why is laziness and “half-assing” everything so accepted in this world now, but trying your best and giving something your best effort, not? I cannot count how many times at all of the different jobs I’ve had my managers telling me I work too hard. Just because I go the extra ten miles, that doesn’t give someone the right to put me down for it. Why can’t someone just once say, hey, job well done! Oh ya, because everyone needs to feel that they’re better than everyone else. Got it.

Besides work, when I do things that aren’t for pay, but for the pure passion for it and the want to help people, that too gets put down. I’m a firefighter. Instead of being welcomed into the department for wanting to do what they do, I’ve fought for years just to be looked at and talked to just because I’m a female, and little (but strong). I can’t run as a volunteer on an ambulance, either. When people hear that I do such things, they just ask why because I’m not getting paid. Sorry that I don’t want to be? It’s hard to reply to that. I’m not looking for praise at all, but hearing something like, ‘oh that’s cool’, instead of ‘ew why’? would be pretty nice and help me feel as if I’m doing something good, not bad.

Everyday I try to better myself and learn new things. I’m extremely passionate about broadening my knowledge and learning new skills, or information. Everything that I am fascinated about, no one wants to hear about. When I learn a new skill, no one is interested in seeing it or maybe learning from me about it. The days aren’t the same. I cannot run up to someone like a small child to their parent going, ‘mommy/daddy!! look what I learned/can do!’ and hearing, ‘that’s great, hunny! We’re so proud of you!’ No. It’s, hey, wanna hear/see something cool?…not getting a response but continuing anyway…and then having  people turning their backs, not even pretending to be interested. Quite rude. Very.

Life’s standards are so poor these days. If I were to go to some people and go, ‘Oh dude, I totally got smashed last night and puked my brains out!’, I would get a high five. Saying, ‘I just took supplies over to a third world country and helped better the lives of many’, wouldn’t even get a response. People don’t “like” stuff like that on Facebook or life. Being different, and doing what’s right seems to be a lonely world these days. People seem to not like people that are different at all. Again, self-empowerment over others comes into play. Kids, especially, like to pick on others that aren’t like them to feel better about themselves. Why is feeling better about yourself worth significantly hurting another?

What’s truly sad is the rare instance in which compliments are received, and not knowing how to respond to them. Wait! What!? I heard positive feedback? I’m honestly speechless!…I mean, that’s terrible. I’m not used to hearing good things, the rare times that I do, I do not know how to react to it. It’s just how people will go to no end of an effort to complain about bad service or a product, but how many people take the time to report a great product or service? It just doesn’t happen.

Looking on the brighter side of everything, being who you are, despite the odds and fitting in is a very rewarding and outstanding accomplishment. Though it will never feel like it from the outside from the response and lack of response you get from it, as long as YOU know you’re a better person for it, and YOU like who YOU are without negative influence, a feeling of self-pride can be found on the inside.

Each day, try to give someone a compliment/make them feel good about themselves in one way or another. A few simple words can change, or even save the life of someone. Don’t expect anything back from anyone out there, because it is rare. At least when it does happen, once every blue moon, it feels a million times better than you would ever expect.

To anyone out there that feels that they aren’t good enough, and that they’re all alone. Know that there really are people out there that care about you and that your life is important and precious. Life easily can bring you down, and that’s okay, but stand tall and bare with it. It’s alright. We can all make it through the struggle to stay afloat and help each other to do so.

Movie Theaters

I surprised myself by going to the movies today. I go maybe once every 2-3years if there’s something I would really love to see and breaks the rule of, I’ll just see it when it comes out in a couple months. I went to see Paranormal Activity 3. This isn’t a review of the movie, but it was just plain awesome. I heard many iffy reviews of it thanks to Facebook, but it didn’t stop me from actually going to a theater to see it.

In preparation of the theater, I headed to my local Walgreens to get some snacks after standing helpless in the Rite Aid a minute away without anyone to ring me up. Walgreens is so smart. They sell movie box snacks. The same exact stuff you get at the theater. The difference? They sell their boxes a dollar a piece, while the theater sells a box at around six bucks. This is the ONLY time women with big purses are acceptable to me, to stash my goods into a theater if it isn’t cold enough to wear a winter coat to do so.

Since I was little we were always clever and would bring in cans of pop and snacks to avoid spending 100$ for tickets and snacks. It was always an awkward moment when we were young snapping open the can, but that’s why you do it early, before the previews or movie. Now, I hear many people doing it because they are finally wising up and realize that they can buy a 12pack of cans for less of a price than one small cup of a fountain drink at the cinema.

Because it is only hoodie weather, and womens jean pockets are only big enough to fit a penny in, I couldn’t sneak in a drink, so since I already saved a bundle on the snacks, I caved and bought an ICEE. I love having those during a movie, anway, so I was like okay three bucks shouldn’t be bad. Wow was I wrong. I guess since I only go to the movies once every couple years, I’m behind. It was $4.50 for a small ICEE. Meanwhile, Walgreens sometimes sell them at 99cents. If not, $1.19. Gahhh

Anywho, I chuckled when I read posted signs on the entry doors stating that all outside food and drinks are forbidden. (I wonder how many times people have tried that with the 200 restaurants in that town surrounding the theater, including the ones right next door). Then, I remembered a page I joined a long, long time ago on FB for this matter. There’s a page now that’s “sneaking cheaper candy into the  movie theater”. The one I joined way back when was filled with many triumphant stories of people bringing in full meals and getting away with it. The only down side to that is the aroma would be too obvious in an enclosed theater and could be quite dangerous if people were allergic to what’s brought in. Which brought me to another thought, why don’t they have more of those fancy theaters where you can dine while watching a movie? Oh that’s right, because it would probably cost $50 per person. Next thought…

I paid $6.25 for a ticket to watch a movie for less than two hours. That isn’t all too horrible, especially since I never give my money to them; it made me wonder though. Why would people spend around $18 per ticket on a weekend night in XD. Sorry folks, but there’s nothing great about XD. Plus, with that $18, you can BUY the movie when it’s released and watch it comfortably wrapped in a snuggie with tons of food on a comfy couch with numerous people for a one-time price as many times as you would like. I just don’t understand it.

My thought as to why cinemas are still in existence when there are nice home theater systems to buy, having the ability to pause movie, rewind it, control the volume (so you don’t go deaf instantly), ect is because people just have nothing better to do when they want to go out. It’s the classic, hey let’s go out for dinner and a movie. It’s also dark, and you are to be quiet while watching the movie, so it’s great for first dates to release awkwardness. One day it’ll be a thing of the past and kids will go, OMG! You used to GO to a THEATER and spend all of that MONEY!? Say Whaaaaat!?

I read this a while ago, and is a nice link to add to this post. It’s worth a look:
http://blog.moviefone.com/2011/10/20/5-reasons-why-you-arent-going-to-the-movies/

Literally The Title

No, like seriously, the title of this post literally is Literally The Title!

Dear morons, specifically kids of this world who THINK you are getting an education while in school, including college, STOP wasting your money! It is literally obvious to me that you are literally wasting your money because you literally are not getting a literal edumacation.

Before you utter the word literally, or type it, or text it, or write it, or even think it, ask yourself something. Can this statement be taken figuratively as opposed to literally? Let me give you an example:

I literally ate a cookie.

Now, can you take that figuratively? If someone told me they ate a cookie, I am going to believe that they did not pretend to eat an imaginary cookie, because if they did, they would say, I just ate a pretend cookie.

To make matters worse, people contradict the use of the word by using like before it. As if the overuse of the word like isn’t enough, they put two overused and misused words together! Does this make sense?…

I just like literally ate a cookie.

Okay, so now I’m confused. Did you or didn’t you? You are using literally, so I assume  you ate the cookie, but now with the word like in-front of it, I can’t be too sure of myself.

Another, even worse misuse of it is when someone says something such as…

That joke was so funny, I literally died laughing!

You died laughing, did you? Well, how is it that you are telling me all about it? I thought you died from laughing? I’m confused…

A good use of literally is with an exaggeration. If someone said I ate 1000 cookies, most people would take that as an exaggeration and that you ate a lot of cookies, not so much 1000 of them. If you truly did eat 1000 cookies, then use literally so people know you actually did. I literally ate 1000 cookies. Perfect use of the word.

Please, I like literally beg of you to please stop using like AND literally. It like literally bothers the crap out of me and many literally intelligent people. See how dumb I sound? Point made.

(Here’s a link in case I did not help enough. I’m sure it is a shock to most of you what literally really means and the proper use of it, so here is some more help for a better understanding– http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/literally)

Password Mania

Thanks to a world wrapped around technology and the internet, we are stuck stretching our brains to find room to somehow remember passwords to numerous different sites. Nowadays, they ALL force you to create an account. To make matters worse, each site is different. Many decide to be picky and force you to have so many characters, a combination of letters and numbers, special characters, to start only with a letter and sometimes on capitalized, so you cannot even have a few passwords that you use for all sites, especially when some even go as far as forcing you to change your password every so often. Let’s add one more notch to the frustration belt here–Sometimes you must change your password and it cannot be similar to the prior three or four passwords. INSANITY I tell ya!

If anyone has figured out a way to keep track of all of their passwords, please let me know. I cannot even write them down and keep them in my safe because they are changed all of the time and I don’t have time to constantly rewrite them. Why can’t we all just have finger scanners for our fingerprints that allow us access to all sites? I know they are out there; I see them all the time in hospitals for their convenience, so why not everyday computer users?

*Your password must be at least 8 characters long

*must contain three numbers, but only only one of them can be an even number, excluding zero

*must have a minimum of two special characters not including a required underdash somewhere in the middle

*must be in relation to a mystical creature other than bigfoot

P3ga-_5us-8  PASSWORD STRENGTH – POOR

WHAT!?!?!?

Not Responding

–This site is temporarily unavailable, has expired, or is no longer working. Please try again later–

How many times a day must we see the above message displayed on our computer screens? Facebook is the biggest culprit for me every single time I upload a video. I think the worst feeling of hatrid towards our computers with that message comes when typing a search in Google and all of the results pop up with a brief writing beneath it; We read it, our interest is sparked, or we have that moment of Eureka! this is exactly what I am looking for! *click*…*message*…AHHHH *hits computer in rage* Nooooooo! Why me!? Ohhh the frustration

Better yet folks–We don’t even get the courtesy of receiving that message like WordPress! I’m lucky to even make this post because nothing on the site has been working for me the past few days. Perhaps because I am always only on at obscure hours of the day? I’m not sure, but it’s frustrating either way, and I do wish the world was perfect and everything would work as it should. *sad face*

Dear WordPress,
Please please pleeeeeease start working for me so I may have my place of refuge and ranting abilities again. Uploading pictures and reading my comments would be a great help! While you’re at it, maybe you could create a message for when you decide not to work, but a cool one we won’t get too frowny-faced for when we see it!

P.S- When I previewed this post and saw “Not Responding” on my internet browser’s tab, this was my face –> >:O
I tricked myself 😦 Bad title choice on my part I suppose.

Yours aggravated,
Bloggin’ Blake ;D

You’re Wrong for Doing Right, Doofus!

Okay, soooo. In today’s world, you can never do right, even by doing the RIGHT thing. People shit on you and chew your ass out for making a mistake, but now it is happening for just the opposite. What do I mean by this, you may be pondering? Well, I see it happening to others, and can speak for myself in special instances.

It is nearly impossible to do something that requires going not an extra mile, but an extra centimeter these days, without people finding something to pick at. My latest and greatest example is of course from work. Here’s what happened in a condensed version:

-Young girl and her family approach the front of one of the queue lines on my ride. The young girl is barely standing.

-A worker hands her a cold cup of water. –>Girl immediately vomits it up.

-I dart over to the other side of the platform and have first aid called, tend to the young girl and her family by bringing them over to the side of the ride, sitting her on the bucket next to the garbage, giving her towels with ice water to cool the back of her neck and forehead, kneal at her level, and offer full support and aid and even give the other family members ice water to stay hydrated in the 94degree heat.

-I assist the family with first aid then offer them a ride later in the day when they all feel well enough by going through the exit.

-Another girl soon drops from dehydration immediately after, but that was a quick fix with public safety already there. Moving forward…

-FINALLY! BREAK TIME! 30 minutes of freedom, sitting, and eating! YES!

-I go into the breakroom, get my food tray of yummy loaded nachos, and sit in the only available booth. I notice guests entering our employee place of sweet freedom from stupid guests, and pick up another nacho to num on annoyed.

-20minutes pass. Oh no! Almost time to go back! D: Better finish my food and save my cookie for later

-21 minutes later. I look up and notice a middle-aged women passed out and fully horizontal in one of the booths on the other side of the room with her daughters standing awkwardly with their food trays wondering what to do.

-I look around them quickly to notice that across from them is a group of supervisors enjoying their break and staring at the event unfolding. I also notice an old fart public safety officer gabbing on his cellular device immediately behind the woman paying no nevermind.

-I glare down at my unfinished nachos, take a sip of my lemonade, and say, “do I really have to get up and tend to that women with all of those others just staring and carrying on as if that really isn’t happening? I’m on break too…”

-I get up, get to the family, demand the public safety officer to walkie in first aid, and stay with them until they arrive. There goes my break, but she was more important. Sad to say that isn’t what others thought.

-Later that night I receive a Kennycard for what I did. Basically, it’s a card given by a park supervisor or manager that witnesses someone going above and beyond in guest quality service and gets turned in for a drawing to receive a gift card.

-I happily post that I received the card on Facebook. I wasn’t flaunting in the least, just happy that for once by doing something I’m passionate about (helping others), I received a little appreciation. That is always nice once in a while. The feeling of helping so many people that day was an amazing feeling, and the card was just an added bonus.

 

That is the order of events. Now, what does this have to do with doing right and being accused of wrong and people always finding negativity in positivity? Well, with that status came comments. Many people “liked” the status, while others felt necessary to bring me down. Instead of saying hey! Way to go! I got, you’re a horrible person because you always bash on people and hate the ghetto scum that greedily sit on their lazy asses while you work hard so you can have your money given to them. What does that even have to do with my story? That person couldn’t even find something wrong with it, so that person chose to find something else to bring me down on.

It amazes me how malicious others can be. If other people aren’t busy figuring out a way to bring others down, then they are doing their best to out do them. [made up, yet realistic example] Hey! I got a B on my math test because I studied super hard since it is my worst subject! [person over hears and steps in] Pssh! I got an A…

What it comes down to is that people only feel good about themselves by making others feel bad about themselves in turn. I witness this on numerous occasions and fall victim to it myself nearly every day.