I'm trying to cut back on the social networking and trying to stay away from the drama that goes with it. I've mostly been hanging out on facebook. Even then I've been trying to be on it less than I was.
So, the point, my apologies and I will be writing more thoughtsy stuff soon.
I'm a bit buggered by the bashing. I get sick of people bashing people and then saying they are sick of bashing. It's all well and good to have a good rant from time to time (see the previous post about Kim), but it's a WHOLE other ball game when your goal is to only tear people down who don't fit your "ideal person."
Seriously people, grow up. I'm ready to say "F*** the internet, I'm not putting up with this."
I love the idea of socializing and sharing opinions and ranting and being people, I really do, but when you troll and don't use your brain and just post sh** about people to post it, then I'm going to call you out. This is becoming obnoxious. Act like adults. I'm so afraid that my generation (aka "those gen-y a**holes") is NEVER going to grow up. We're going to be a bunch of 16 year olds forever. I guess the fact that I'm even bothering to write this stuff on here probably proves my point, I should just get off.
So I was just thinking about someone, a friend's step-mother; let's call her Kim. Kim is a pain, she is really rude, insensitive, and basically a big bugger. I remember the time me and my friend sat down to watch "A walk to remember." Yes, I hate chick flicks (because they make me depressed), but I thought it was pretty cute all in all and had a nice story of redemption and change! I loved that. Well anyway, Kim, being the incredible rude person she is said,"He didn't actually care about her, he just stayed with her because he wanted to have sex with her. He didn't care about her as a person." It was obnoxious. YES, KIM, WE know just how MUCH you HATE men, but that's no reason to be a douche and ruin our fantasies. Maybe he WAS only in it for the sex, but let us be young and naive for a while, eh?
Another thing that buggered the heck out of me about Kim was the fact that she told my friend to stop hanging out with me because I'm a "terrible, bad influence." Oh, yeah, totally. Like I totally make people do awful things, God forbid I am one of the ONLY people I know who doesn't smoke or have premarital sex or smoke weed or drink every night or trip on acid. Yeah, I'm one TERRIBLY atrocious influence, Ke$ha aint got nothing on me. Ugh.
She pulled that crap so much. While yes she is an elder and I need to respect her, at the same time, there is being insightful and being an arrogant know-it-all who tries to live their life through their step-kid. Yeah, you're a great one to talk about romances and terrible influences, Miss "I married your father because he's great in bed."
My eyes burn, I really wish I could drive myself to work later at a Godly hour rather than having to get up so early and not being here. I can't focus because my eyes hurt and my brain isn't fully functioning yet. I'm so tired. I really pray I can learn to forget the past and the previous things I've done and move on with myself confidently. I like to think that I have the potential to be more confident in myself, but remembering all the stupid things I've done always brings me down. Ah well, that's life I suppose, in time everything will be illuminated and I'll realise the pettiness of all that I've done.
Have you ever been so tired that the place where your eyes focus change colours between blue green and pinkish red? I'm totally having that right now! It's obnoxious, it adds more distraction to my already distracted mind. I can't even seem to keep one train of thought going; I'm spacey and I changed topics...
The Garden You Planted - Sea Wolf Good Morning Dear I hope I didn’t wake you too soon Because my mind is growing tired Too much thinking what I should do I picture you out there It must be beautiful this time of year All those East Coast leaves Floating round like embers from burning trees Well the weather out here is just the same But the garden that you planted remains.
Now it’s only work Each day bleeding into the next Barely scraping by I tire myself out just so I can rest But rest it rarely comes And when it does I cannot go home Because it’s much too quiet Seems that I’m not suited to being in love And everyone around me’s changed But the garden that you planted remains.
I think about you Maybe more than I should But the smog is getting old The drugs I’m taking aren’t so good So will you talk to me Even though you’ve had a late night Because I need a little help Baby, tell me I’ll be alright Cause everything around me’s changed But the garden that you planted remains