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Wednesday, January 26, 2011
I think I've made a horrible mistake.
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Friday, March 26, 2010
Spring break. Hells yes! Nothing to do, nowhere to go, will play sims until it stops being fun...which is never!
Also, I recently got into my dream school, and i have joined the class of '14 group for said school. A lot of the said group's members continually discuss rooming, which makes me rather uncomfortable. I do not want a roommate. Not now, not ever. I don't really care if it's "part of life" because I would prefer if it wasn't part of mine. I just think I'm far to anxious/neurotic/several other adjectives for a roomie. Not going to fret to much, but you won't see me asking "who wants to room together?!" Must. Obtain. Single.
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Saturday, March 20, 2010
Another quote that applies, from my adolescent idols (not really) the Cheetah Girls:
"I don't wanna be like Cinderella/sitting in some dark old dusty cellar/waiting for somebody/to come and set me free"
Whenever damsels in distress piss me off, I listen to that. IT HELPS A LOT.
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I am sick and tired of women who victimize themselves. However, before anyone gets offended by that statement (unlikely, since this blog is only read by two people) I would like to issue a disclaimer that my rant applies to specific people that I know personally. I am very much aware that there are situations in which both men and women are victimized, and my thoughts are with them. This blog does not apply to them. Why are some people unable to solve the simplest of problems? It frustrates me to no end. I find that the girls I am referring to often seem to put themselves in toxic situations, regardless of warning signs. When the situation goes truly sour, they cry to people around them for no reason other than attention.
You say "Jonah" is pressuring you for sex. Tell him no. He's sending you mean text messages. Don't reply. I thought we were friends! You're not. Move on. Don't make it anyone else's problem. Also, weren't you "hooking up" with him, even though you're not technically his girlfriend? If so, I don't understand why you'd expect him to respect you if you've set your standards so low. I'll say it again. Grow. Get over it. Stop whining and actually do something. If you refuse to confront your problems, you have no right to complain about them. (Again, I'm referring to specific people.)
You say you were date raped. Why didn't you report it? You certainly have no problem bringing it up in conversation. "OH THE NIGHTMARES!" you cry. I'm sick of your bullshit. If he really did date rape you, why haven't you blocked him? I don't understand. Perhaps my low tolerance for bullshit also correlates to why I want to shank you every time you play damsel in distress. Save yourself, because eventually no one else will. I believe in self determination. You are your own destiny. You have the power to fix this, but I think you'd rather complain about it. I don't tolerate weak women.
You say I'm judgmental. You say I don't understand the situation. Then why don't you enlighten me? I do understand. I'm glad you're dedicated to the values of "friendship", but it's blinding you. I'm tired of having to play Kent in this tired old play. Just because someone is your friend doesn't mean you have to be on your side, especially if he or she has done something really, truly stupid. All you're doing is preventing them from addressing the problem. You're making it worse. I'm glad that you're comfortable enough with me to tell me your true feelings. I think that it helps me greatly with my daily aggravations to know that you will fully access the situations I tell you, not just take my side. It's made me stronger. Maybe you should apply that to your other relationships. If you're not comfortable enough to do that, then I suggest you reassess your friendships. I don't mean to be harsh. I love you. These relationships of yours, they're poison. I just want to help.
I feel better already. I'll end my rant with a quote: "See better, Lear, and let me still remain/The true blank of thine eye." (I.1.162-163).
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Thursday, March 11, 2010
Ever feel like you've lost sight on what really matters? I have. Everyone has. But recently, I've considered the importance of education. And before you roll your eyes, I'm not going to say "OMFG I HATE SKOOL SO MUCH IT SUX". In fact, the opposite. While it is true that the people you have to socialize with may be sub par ( at best), I realized how privileged I am to actually be able to go to school. Not to preach, but to think of all the people who go through hell to get half the education we get in the states is a real eye opener. I think that we get sick of the monotony of school, and we loose sight of the learning. So I'm pledging that from now until graduation, I will attempt to learn even in the throws of second semester senior-dom. I don't see this ending well.
p.s. What really bugs me the most is certain a raccoon-eyed blonde haired poseur tartlet who feels that she's too "creative" for school. I've read your interviews, sweetie. Trust me, you need all the schooling you can get.
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It took me a while to figure out where I wanted to go with this blog. Yeah, I like (love) fashion, but it's not something I can write about endlessly without feeling a bit too haughty for my own good. So i've decided that I'm going to blog again, and although nobody reads this, i'll enjoy the novelty of it. So hold on to your hats, unless you don't have one, cause this is overdressed to kill 2.0.
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Monday, February 15, 2010
Why is it that the brilliant are always insane?
r.i.p. alexander mcqueen. you were beyond anything any of us could have dreamed of.