Dear Bloggers,
Last week I discussed the side-eye inducing behavior that has seemingly become popular. Last week's posts encompassed people following blindly behind others, people trying desperately hard to get attention in the worse ways, and people using offensive behavior become relevant. Now there's a lot of things that you can point the finger at as the cause of these problems. (For some reason, Homer Simpson's voice and his philosophy about alcohol just popped into my mind. Kinda weird, but let's go with it.)
We can easily point out social media as a culprit. In a world where most people are interacting with each other behind computer screens, they seem to be on the verge of losing their social decency. Or maybe it's because in order to make yourself stand out from the millions of people who are commenting, or making videos, you need to do something to bring attention to you; and what's better than being offensive? Negativity insights such a visceral reaction in others and can stick with a person for a while, ensuring your mark on the masses.
You could also make the association with the ever present reality show monster that attention-whoring can take you from a local legend in your own private circle to being on the tongues of people across viewing audiences (even people outside of it. I've never watched an episode of Basketball Wives, but Lord help me, people talk about it so much that I now know who most of these people are).
But in this case, I'm gonna point the finger at myself. Now, I'm not causing people to act out of sorts, or thrive to get attention anyway that they can. However, I am at fault for being critical of others when they behave in a way that's opposite of how I would.
I'm a big advocate of people living their lives the way that they feel are best for them. So, if you feel like you need to do the utmost, then do so. I don't have to enjoy it, but that doesn't mean that I should condemn people for not being how I would like them to be.
Life can become miserable if you're too busy trying to live up to the views of everyone else, so be you. But I also know that I don't have to engage in the foolishness either. Both of this signifies a type of freedom that's great for viewer and participant. Not caring what other people do/think: the cause and solution to all of life's problems.
This week, let's discuss!
Stay Encouraged!!
Monday, November 4, 2013
Friday, November 1, 2013
Don't Feed the Trolls
Dear Bloggers,
One of my most favorite things to do when visiting my favorite online publications is to read the comment sections, because where else can you get such a wide perspective on one topic? You're able to see others' reading comprehension skills (or lack thereof). You can immediately point out the people who only read the title and then go completely nuts in the comment section, not realizing that the title is supposed to be what leads you to read the article, not necessarily what it's about (it's the whole not judging a book by its cover scenario). Then, you have the insightful people who have something to add to the article, or comment chatter (love those people). But then, there are the people who purposely write things with the intent of being hateful, hurtful, and provoking. These people are known as "trolls," and whenever I see their horrendous comments, the quote: "Don't feed the trolls" always pops into my mind.
I honestly agree with it. These people who are sitting behind their computers or phones all day having full blown arguments and insulting an entire demographic of people are looking for attention. Commenting back to them is just giving them what they want, and encourages them to continue.
However, I can't be the only person who sees the pathetic nature of this type of behavior. It actually makes me a little sad that people are so willing to cause a stir to get attention. It makes me wonder/worry about their lives. Are they that so unattached to society that the only way that they can get recognition is by insulting others?
For some people, negative attention is better than no attention, and to me that's worrisome. When you're a child that's the type of mindset that you have, but when you get older, you learn that recognition is something that should be earned by doing something good; or heck, just being yourself.
But I feel as though (if these trolls are correct) these are grown people behind these screen names, and that makes it even worse. How can we expect for our next generation to be great, if the one that's raising it is subpar? It creates such a dynamic of "it's okay to lash out at people for the simple fact that you don't like them." Children are bullying other children because they're taking after the example of the adults in their lives that are doing the same. In some cases, encouraging the children to act out of sorts.
The attention that they are seeking are (from me at least) beginning to turn into pity. Because you essentially have grown children behind these juvenile acts. They are the personification of a worn pathos that only seem to find their value and reason for being behind a computer screen. These people feeds off the negative reaction that nourishes their reason for being, but not their souls.
Dear Trolls, I hope you realize one day that there's nourishment in other forms of life, and if you take the chance to venture away from the hate that you like to spew, then maybe you can enjoy it?
Until then, you're no longer getting anymore nourishment from me. Good luck starving.
Stay Encouraged!!
See you on Monday!
One of my most favorite things to do when visiting my favorite online publications is to read the comment sections, because where else can you get such a wide perspective on one topic? You're able to see others' reading comprehension skills (or lack thereof). You can immediately point out the people who only read the title and then go completely nuts in the comment section, not realizing that the title is supposed to be what leads you to read the article, not necessarily what it's about (it's the whole not judging a book by its cover scenario). Then, you have the insightful people who have something to add to the article, or comment chatter (love those people). But then, there are the people who purposely write things with the intent of being hateful, hurtful, and provoking. These people are known as "trolls," and whenever I see their horrendous comments, the quote: "Don't feed the trolls" always pops into my mind.
I honestly agree with it. These people who are sitting behind their computers or phones all day having full blown arguments and insulting an entire demographic of people are looking for attention. Commenting back to them is just giving them what they want, and encourages them to continue.
However, I can't be the only person who sees the pathetic nature of this type of behavior. It actually makes me a little sad that people are so willing to cause a stir to get attention. It makes me wonder/worry about their lives. Are they that so unattached to society that the only way that they can get recognition is by insulting others?
For some people, negative attention is better than no attention, and to me that's worrisome. When you're a child that's the type of mindset that you have, but when you get older, you learn that recognition is something that should be earned by doing something good; or heck, just being yourself.
But I feel as though (if these trolls are correct) these are grown people behind these screen names, and that makes it even worse. How can we expect for our next generation to be great, if the one that's raising it is subpar? It creates such a dynamic of "it's okay to lash out at people for the simple fact that you don't like them." Children are bullying other children because they're taking after the example of the adults in their lives that are doing the same. In some cases, encouraging the children to act out of sorts.
The attention that they are seeking are (from me at least) beginning to turn into pity. Because you essentially have grown children behind these juvenile acts. They are the personification of a worn pathos that only seem to find their value and reason for being behind a computer screen. These people feeds off the negative reaction that nourishes their reason for being, but not their souls.
Dear Trolls, I hope you realize one day that there's nourishment in other forms of life, and if you take the chance to venture away from the hate that you like to spew, then maybe you can enjoy it?
Until then, you're no longer getting anymore nourishment from me. Good luck starving.
Stay Encouraged!!
See you on Monday!
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Costume of Success
Dear Bloggers,
With age it is widely thought that the knowledge you gain would help you to make better decisions. So, a lot of times, your most foolish and embarrassing stories happen when you were younger; and here's mine.
After moving from Mobile, Alabama I started going to an elementary school in East St. Louis, IL. When living in Alabama my father would take us trick or treating, but when we moved to Illinois, my mother put a kibosh on it. After seeing how the students would dress up for the class Halloween party, and missing out, my sister Kelli and I plotted on sneaking costumes to school.
But when your parents don't buy costumes, you have to use a little bit more ingenuity, especially when you're both around 2nd to 3rd graders. I can't remember what Kelli's costume was, but I remember after what seemed like hours of brainstorming together (in all honesty, it was probably only five minutes, retrospectively) we decided that I was going to be an "Exotic Dancer."
"Kelli, what's an exotic dancer?"
"It's like a ballerina, but she also does jazz dancing, and that type of dancing from Coming to America."
"Okay!"
So we snuck a leotard, tights, a sheer scarf and some of our mother's old makeup in our bookbags and had our unsuspecting mother drop up off at school. When the time came to dress up I got the strangest looks. As people tried to figure out what costume would have me dressing in such a risque manner, I proudly proclaimed: "I'm an exotic dancer!"
That answer was immediately met with (by kids and teachers alike): "A stripper?!"
But after I explained to them what an exotic dancer did, I still got a large amount of side-eye. I just assumed that people where jealous that they weren't smart enough to have come up with my costume.
My pride encouraged me to wear my "costume" all throughout the day, and defiantly get into my mother's car to prove to her that costumes didn't have to be scary; they could be cute. But once I got in the car and my mother's eyes enlarged in a way I rarely saw I knew something was wrong. She asked me what I was and I told her. Her head dropped in motherly shame as she let me know that I wasn't a ballerina that I told the school I was. An exotic dancer was, indeed, a stripper. The way she said it, I could tell that she wasn't jealous of my costume, and finally it sunk in.
Since then, my costumes (if I did dress up) were very mild, and I chalk up the fact that I didn't know any better due to my age.
When you know better, hopefully you do better.
Happy Halloween!!
With age it is widely thought that the knowledge you gain would help you to make better decisions. So, a lot of times, your most foolish and embarrassing stories happen when you were younger; and here's mine.
After moving from Mobile, Alabama I started going to an elementary school in East St. Louis, IL. When living in Alabama my father would take us trick or treating, but when we moved to Illinois, my mother put a kibosh on it. After seeing how the students would dress up for the class Halloween party, and missing out, my sister Kelli and I plotted on sneaking costumes to school.
But when your parents don't buy costumes, you have to use a little bit more ingenuity, especially when you're both around 2nd to 3rd graders. I can't remember what Kelli's costume was, but I remember after what seemed like hours of brainstorming together (in all honesty, it was probably only five minutes, retrospectively) we decided that I was going to be an "Exotic Dancer."
"Kelli, what's an exotic dancer?"
"It's like a ballerina, but she also does jazz dancing, and that type of dancing from Coming to America."
"Okay!"
So we snuck a leotard, tights, a sheer scarf and some of our mother's old makeup in our bookbags and had our unsuspecting mother drop up off at school. When the time came to dress up I got the strangest looks. As people tried to figure out what costume would have me dressing in such a risque manner, I proudly proclaimed: "I'm an exotic dancer!"
That answer was immediately met with (by kids and teachers alike): "A stripper?!"
But after I explained to them what an exotic dancer did, I still got a large amount of side-eye. I just assumed that people where jealous that they weren't smart enough to have come up with my costume.
My pride encouraged me to wear my "costume" all throughout the day, and defiantly get into my mother's car to prove to her that costumes didn't have to be scary; they could be cute. But once I got in the car and my mother's eyes enlarged in a way I rarely saw I knew something was wrong. She asked me what I was and I told her. Her head dropped in motherly shame as she let me know that I wasn't a ballerina that I told the school I was. An exotic dancer was, indeed, a stripper. The way she said it, I could tell that she wasn't jealous of my costume, and finally it sunk in.
Since then, my costumes (if I did dress up) were very mild, and I chalk up the fact that I didn't know any better due to my age.
When you know better, hopefully you do better.
Happy Halloween!!
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
The Downward Angle of Brain Cells
Dear Bloggers,
Like, really? Really? REALLY?!?!?!
For me, the asinine question and her moronic rationale wasn't what was bothering me. For me it was the blatant attempt at attention. Pure and simple. She has her camera focused in a downward angle to expose her very present décolletage, and we're supposed to pretend that this video is about some sort of philosophical question?
But then again, I always wonder who's worse? People like her or me? Granted, she might have just really wanted to know (I like to think the best of people), but chances are that when put on her face full of makeup and her low cut tank top that she was hoping to get people's attention. But at the end, I'm just as culpable of her foolishness because I gave into it.
No one should ever down someone from trying to get their own shine, but at the same time, it's us who determines how much of our attention we're willing to give these people who are craving the absolute-most through their behavior.
Maybe this girl isn't as dumb as she's trying to pretend. She might actually have a great career in advertising, if she's so inclined. Because she knows the key to getting people talking; I just think that it shouldn't be at the expense of exposing herself. But, what do I know?
Stay Encouraged!!
One thing that's very important to me is honesty. I can truly appreciate a person who can be honest, not only about their actions but the intentions behind them. These are the types of people that I surround myself with in my social life. But, I know that not everyone is like this, and usually outside of a job, or casual encounters, it doesn't bother me as much. But I do have to say that I get slightly annoyed when people have very clear intentions on their behaviors and pretend like the attention that they sought after was unintentional.
No, it wasn't. It was exactly what you wanted, and you're insulting my intelligence when you pretend like it wasn't. Like this example:
Like, really? Really? REALLY?!?!?!
For me, the asinine question and her moronic rationale wasn't what was bothering me. For me it was the blatant attempt at attention. Pure and simple. She has her camera focused in a downward angle to expose her very present décolletage, and we're supposed to pretend that this video is about some sort of philosophical question?
But then again, I always wonder who's worse? People like her or me? Granted, she might have just really wanted to know (I like to think the best of people), but chances are that when put on her face full of makeup and her low cut tank top that she was hoping to get people's attention. But at the end, I'm just as culpable of her foolishness because I gave into it.
No one should ever down someone from trying to get their own shine, but at the same time, it's us who determines how much of our attention we're willing to give these people who are craving the absolute-most through their behavior.
Maybe this girl isn't as dumb as she's trying to pretend. She might actually have a great career in advertising, if she's so inclined. Because she knows the key to getting people talking; I just think that it shouldn't be at the expense of exposing herself. But, what do I know?
Stay Encouraged!!
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
A Fool in Time
Dear Bloggers,
They say that youth is wasted on the young, and at first I was offended. In all honesty it was probably because when I first heard the quote I was pretty young myself and felt as though it was saying that I was wasting the gift of youth. As much as I love life, I also love work too (if that makes any sense), so I knew that I didn't fall under that category of people who took their youth for granted.
Now that I'm a little older, and a single mother, I understand now. Up until you reach your late twenties, you're still pretty much a toddler, mentally. And let me explain before you completely dismiss me.
A toddler's life is fairly simple, and they are led by their feelings, desires, needs and urges. They can't see when danger comes to them, like a parent or caregiver can. They also have the tunnel vision of a periscope. Instead of observing the whole scope of a situation it's like they focus on what they want, and are relentless to get it. But if you try to give them a better version of it (or try to replace what they have because you know that it's not as good), that's when the tantrums come.
But still, how does this pertain to you, dear reader? I feel as though young adults are the same way. We're moved by doing what we feel is best for us. We rely on our own limited knowledge to be the driving force of our lives instead of heeding the advice of others. Instead of focusing on other options we can waste so much time just trying to find our success one way (when in actuality, the way to success is rarely a straight line).
It's not until your life goes into a direction that causes you to be more mature that you realize that, yeah, I did waste a lot of my time on non-consequential paths, decisions, and ideas.
This leads me to this:
If I didn't upload the video right, it is... to say this nicely... a sight of complete, utter ridiculousness. A cause for a desire to have doctors perform psychological analysis on people when they reach the age of reproduction, to stop some people from breeding. Because you know what? Stupid people meet and date other stupid people, and then they release their offsprings into the world. This is... our future, people!
College students, who are wasting their parents' money, professors' time, and putting themselves in all kinds of Sallie Mae debt to protest their school from stopping them from swinging on a pendulum (which is a landmark for their college, mind you) because they want to re-enact that "Wrecking Ball" video (?!). The school is trying to stop them because it is a safety hazard, but once again, these grown toddlers are throwing a tantrum.
Yes, youth is wasted on the young, and yes, hindsight is 20/20. But goodness, people, adding perspective to your situation is something that can expand what you see. Being young is doing what you want to do, and getting older is doing what's best for you, and it's never too late to learn to incorporate both.
Stay Encouraged!
They say that youth is wasted on the young, and at first I was offended. In all honesty it was probably because when I first heard the quote I was pretty young myself and felt as though it was saying that I was wasting the gift of youth. As much as I love life, I also love work too (if that makes any sense), so I knew that I didn't fall under that category of people who took their youth for granted.
Now that I'm a little older, and a single mother, I understand now. Up until you reach your late twenties, you're still pretty much a toddler, mentally. And let me explain before you completely dismiss me.
A toddler's life is fairly simple, and they are led by their feelings, desires, needs and urges. They can't see when danger comes to them, like a parent or caregiver can. They also have the tunnel vision of a periscope. Instead of observing the whole scope of a situation it's like they focus on what they want, and are relentless to get it. But if you try to give them a better version of it (or try to replace what they have because you know that it's not as good), that's when the tantrums come.
But still, how does this pertain to you, dear reader? I feel as though young adults are the same way. We're moved by doing what we feel is best for us. We rely on our own limited knowledge to be the driving force of our lives instead of heeding the advice of others. Instead of focusing on other options we can waste so much time just trying to find our success one way (when in actuality, the way to success is rarely a straight line).
It's not until your life goes into a direction that causes you to be more mature that you realize that, yeah, I did waste a lot of my time on non-consequential paths, decisions, and ideas.
This leads me to this:
If I didn't upload the video right, it is... to say this nicely... a sight of complete, utter ridiculousness. A cause for a desire to have doctors perform psychological analysis on people when they reach the age of reproduction, to stop some people from breeding. Because you know what? Stupid people meet and date other stupid people, and then they release their offsprings into the world. This is... our future, people!
College students, who are wasting their parents' money, professors' time, and putting themselves in all kinds of Sallie Mae debt to protest their school from stopping them from swinging on a pendulum (which is a landmark for their college, mind you) because they want to re-enact that "Wrecking Ball" video (?!). The school is trying to stop them because it is a safety hazard, but once again, these grown toddlers are throwing a tantrum.
Yes, youth is wasted on the young, and yes, hindsight is 20/20. But goodness, people, adding perspective to your situation is something that can expand what you see. Being young is doing what you want to do, and getting older is doing what's best for you, and it's never too late to learn to incorporate both.
Stay Encouraged!
Monday, October 28, 2013
The Blackface of Attention
Dear Bloggers,
Happy Monday! I'm sorry for taking a small hiatus! But, let's start right back with where I ended my last post, addressing desperate, attention seeking people.
I have to warn you that I might be in a more bitter mood discussing this today, due to the fact that Halloween is coming up and with people dressing up to go to Halloween parties (my daughter went as an elephant, and I, myself, went as a concerned parent who wanted candy).
Usually my eye rolls were reserved for the women in the overly sexual costumes. But now, I feel like I really need to address why "effers" (sorry I try not to use profane language in my everyday life... even though it features prominently in my inner monologues) still feel the need to use blackface to make a costume. I'm really baffled, and as much as I try to make rhyme and reason out of it, I'm still at a loss for words.
Could the allure of gaining attention be worth that much to offend an entire race of people? Now I understand that fame is something that many people want, but is something that is alluded for most. Therefore, some people go down the path of attaining infamy, because at least people are talking about you.
I think, usually for me anyway, the sad attempt of "but I'm not racist" that comes along with it once the backlash comes is what stings the most. Usually this comes when they upload their own photos in a brazen attempt to prove that: "It's my Facebook/Instagram, I can do whatever I want to on it. If people don't like it, they don't have to look." But when it all comes back, there's that argument of "I had no idea."
Me personally, I can't buy the bunk that you're trying to tell me, because I refuse to believe that you weren't grinning from ear to ear, like a cheshire cat, while you covered your face in black shoe polish and giggled internally about the anticipated negative attention you were going to get. People are rarely as smart as they think that they are and as dumb as they like to play when they get caught. I feel as though I can't be convinced that their motives weren't to cause a stir, and to live in that one moment of infamy repeatedly as they tell two different stories to two different audiences. One story of remorse and cluelessness ("Really, I had no idea that it would be offensive. It was just a costume, and I was trying to be funny,") and the other story of pride and misused indignation ("I mean, I don't understand what the problem is. They need to just get over it. Slavery and racism has been over. I mean, you can't tell me what to do to my face. They need to just get over it.")
But no, it's not over. It's staring us in the face when we log in on our social media sites and people who we believed were friends have now helped to issue us back hundreds of years when we were mocked and ridiculed, and treated as less. You did this when you picked up the shoe polish and decided to engage in a socially offensive costume.
But you're right, you should be proud in the attention that you received. Because just as brazen as they are to put the pictures up, protestors and people who refuse to sit back idly and be offended independently are now rising up. The role of #TeamStupid is to help aid in their own demise, and they're just making it easier for their friends, schools, and jobs to know what despicable pieces of trash that they are. In the case of recent Trayvon Martin Halloween costume incident, one person has allegedly lost her job. Now, we're just waiting for the rest of you. So, keep on posting, because you wanted/needed to be seen. So don't stop people from seeing your ignorance illuminated on your social media accounts. You earned that attention, and all the repercussions that come along with it.
Stay Stupid.
Happy Monday! I'm sorry for taking a small hiatus! But, let's start right back with where I ended my last post, addressing desperate, attention seeking people.
I have to warn you that I might be in a more bitter mood discussing this today, due to the fact that Halloween is coming up and with people dressing up to go to Halloween parties (my daughter went as an elephant, and I, myself, went as a concerned parent who wanted candy).
Usually my eye rolls were reserved for the women in the overly sexual costumes. But now, I feel like I really need to address why "effers" (sorry I try not to use profane language in my everyday life... even though it features prominently in my inner monologues) still feel the need to use blackface to make a costume. I'm really baffled, and as much as I try to make rhyme and reason out of it, I'm still at a loss for words.
Could the allure of gaining attention be worth that much to offend an entire race of people? Now I understand that fame is something that many people want, but is something that is alluded for most. Therefore, some people go down the path of attaining infamy, because at least people are talking about you.
I think, usually for me anyway, the sad attempt of "but I'm not racist" that comes along with it once the backlash comes is what stings the most. Usually this comes when they upload their own photos in a brazen attempt to prove that: "It's my Facebook/Instagram, I can do whatever I want to on it. If people don't like it, they don't have to look." But when it all comes back, there's that argument of "I had no idea."
Me personally, I can't buy the bunk that you're trying to tell me, because I refuse to believe that you weren't grinning from ear to ear, like a cheshire cat, while you covered your face in black shoe polish and giggled internally about the anticipated negative attention you were going to get. People are rarely as smart as they think that they are and as dumb as they like to play when they get caught. I feel as though I can't be convinced that their motives weren't to cause a stir, and to live in that one moment of infamy repeatedly as they tell two different stories to two different audiences. One story of remorse and cluelessness ("Really, I had no idea that it would be offensive. It was just a costume, and I was trying to be funny,") and the other story of pride and misused indignation ("I mean, I don't understand what the problem is. They need to just get over it. Slavery and racism has been over. I mean, you can't tell me what to do to my face. They need to just get over it.")
But no, it's not over. It's staring us in the face when we log in on our social media sites and people who we believed were friends have now helped to issue us back hundreds of years when we were mocked and ridiculed, and treated as less. You did this when you picked up the shoe polish and decided to engage in a socially offensive costume.
But you're right, you should be proud in the attention that you received. Because just as brazen as they are to put the pictures up, protestors and people who refuse to sit back idly and be offended independently are now rising up. The role of #TeamStupid is to help aid in their own demise, and they're just making it easier for their friends, schools, and jobs to know what despicable pieces of trash that they are. In the case of recent Trayvon Martin Halloween costume incident, one person has allegedly lost her job. Now, we're just waiting for the rest of you. So, keep on posting, because you wanted/needed to be seen. So don't stop people from seeing your ignorance illuminated on your social media accounts. You earned that attention, and all the repercussions that come along with it.
Stay Stupid.
Monday, October 21, 2013
Quenching the Thirst
Dear Bloggers,
Since I've been back to my blogging roots I've been very upbeat and encouraging. My posts have been trying to help people (myself included) in staying focused and encouraged while following your dreams. But through all of that, I can't shake the strong impulse I have to want to take this opportunity to vent.
What would make a sweet, happy person want to take her frustrations out in blog form? Well, it's because of the unnecessary attention seeking behavior that I've been noticing. I have to be honest, I tend to keep my bubble of information down to what I only need to know. I'm very well abreast about what's going on in the world, but sometimes, all of the negativity can really drag me down. Also, because I have a child, these pessimistic news stories have a tendency to make me (and probably most parents) slightly paranoid of what could happen. So, I try to balance it with some fluff.
Within my fluff search I have been coming across more and more videos and stories of grown people seeking, wanting, grasping for any way to receive the slightest bit of attention, and I have to be honest, it's annoying me. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm still pro-#TeamStupid, but when people are just so blatantly trying to get a rise out of anything, I just... it does something to me. It makes a small vein under my right eye slightly pulsate.
But you know what? Maybe it's me? Maybe I'm the one to blame for expecting excellence (or at the very least, normality). My standards are obviously too high for the world of instant fame, and I need to just learn how to accept people for the dumb, vapid, dolts that many are proving themselves to be.
But... until I learn to accept it, please allow me this week to express my frustrations.
Thanks!
Stay Encouraged!!
Since I've been back to my blogging roots I've been very upbeat and encouraging. My posts have been trying to help people (myself included) in staying focused and encouraged while following your dreams. But through all of that, I can't shake the strong impulse I have to want to take this opportunity to vent.
What would make a sweet, happy person want to take her frustrations out in blog form? Well, it's because of the unnecessary attention seeking behavior that I've been noticing. I have to be honest, I tend to keep my bubble of information down to what I only need to know. I'm very well abreast about what's going on in the world, but sometimes, all of the negativity can really drag me down. Also, because I have a child, these pessimistic news stories have a tendency to make me (and probably most parents) slightly paranoid of what could happen. So, I try to balance it with some fluff.
Within my fluff search I have been coming across more and more videos and stories of grown people seeking, wanting, grasping for any way to receive the slightest bit of attention, and I have to be honest, it's annoying me. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm still pro-#TeamStupid, but when people are just so blatantly trying to get a rise out of anything, I just... it does something to me. It makes a small vein under my right eye slightly pulsate.
But you know what? Maybe it's me? Maybe I'm the one to blame for expecting excellence (or at the very least, normality). My standards are obviously too high for the world of instant fame, and I need to just learn how to accept people for the dumb, vapid, dolts that many are proving themselves to be.
But... until I learn to accept it, please allow me this week to express my frustrations.
Thanks!
Stay Encouraged!!
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