Alright so today I need to get a few things off my chest and YES this is a rant about boys so if you're a fella..you probably won't be interested. This also is not directed towards any one guy. It's just my general opinion.
Anyway, I've noticed a few things about the male gender that just do not seem right so...here they are.
1) ALL guys are immature. I'm not saying immature like he still plays video games or watches cartoons because hey, I'm even that kind of immature. What I mean is, every guy can not take responsibility or realize what they have. A guy could be coached into becoming mature (say if they fall in love, go through very hard times, ect.) but until then a guy is just going to be immature. That's how it is.
2) I've never met a guy that didn't always want more. For example, a man could be happily married and then all of sudden decide to cheat on his wife and kids with his hot secretary. Like why can't a guy ever be satisfied? Because they're horny fucks, that's why. I think it might just be this day and age. When you look at your grandparents' relationship, or your great grandparents' relationship it always seems to be so perfect. I know, they aren't perfect. I don't think it's possible for two people to live together forever and not have disagreements. We're human. However, the way men were raised back in the day was to treat women with respect! It's like there was this spectacular time period where divorces happened rarely and guys opened doors and pulled out chairs for their sweethearts and then all of a sudden one man decided to cheat on his wife and there was a downward spiral for all men. Sadly I don't think it can be fixed either. I'm going to raise my son (if I have one) to be chivalric! Even though, most women wouldn't be attracted to a nice guy anyway which brings me to my next point...
3) WHAT is with all the typical douche bag Jersey Shore guys now a days?! Everywhere I look there's a guy in a frat tank with a flat bill hat and baggy shorts. Is this is a trend?! They ALL are self centered assholes by the way. They listen to either a. Gangster Rap or b. Screamo/Techno. I'm not hating on the music by the way I'm just generalizing these douche bags. Snap backs and tattoos. They have a hundred and three girls that they're texting at once and playing them all just the same. The main question I have here is ladies...WHY ARE WE FALLING FOR THESE GUYS? It seems like every girl goes after the asshole player instead of the nice guy (which we are lacking to some degree). We ask ourselves why we keep getting played when the answer is simple. If he can be described by any of the listed descriptions above, stay away. It should be easy to do that, but it never is, because they trick you into thinking they're different!! They never are! If you have already experienced the Jersey Shore douche bag player and are heart broken, learn from your mistakes and take my advice. If you are purposely being played by one of them, you're either stupid and need to realize what you deserve...or an attention whore. I mean whatever makes you happy I guess.....
So there's my rant for today. In conclusion, I know this is a VERY opinionated blog and you can like or hate me for it, but that's my view. I mean, I'm not sure why I hate guys so much..maybe I'm just sick of their bullshit, maybe it's my past "daddy problems" but either way I'm done dealing with them for a while. If a guy wants me (which after any guy reads this he'll run :p ) he can come to me and beg for even a consideration from me. Girls need to be more like that...know what you deserve and take nothing less.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
The sudden realization that I am NOT the homecoming queen of the world.
Alright so I'm going to start out this blog saying that it was NOT written for attention. I am not doing this for pity or anything like it; I just wanna get this out.
My whole life I've considered myself to be pretty. I'm not trying to sound conceited either, I'm just saying that I've been confident most of my life. I mean, I've had a few conceited moments in my life here and there, but isn't that healthy? (Examples: Damn my hair is cute! My eyes look pretty in the sunlight. I feel hot in this outfit!) Cheesy examples, I know. Anyway, I've always in some way or another felt pretty but since I moved away to college I have realized that there is SO much competition in the world. I don't mean that I'm battling girls to be the most beautiful, but there are A LOT more pretty girls than there are in just Vincennes. For example, my room mates look like their 25. It's like the only girls that are ''desirable'' on a college campus are the ones that are super tall and tan and lean and athletic except their hair is down to their waist. Let's be honest, I am NONE of that. I'm short, with short hair, and can't get a dark tan to save my life. I'm not saying I'm fat, because I'm not, but I don't have the perfect flat tummy that's what to strive for.
Last night I literally looked through each of my profile pictures on facebook, figuring out what I need that I DON'T have. The list is endless and I cant even change myself enough to become what I ''should'' be. I don't WANT to change, but I do feel out of place. I mean, back in Vincennes my friends and I were all about the same height, same weight, and all looked a lot younger than we really were. That was fine in Vincennes. That was almost normal ! However in college, or Evansville, it's normal to look like you're a model in your mid twenties.
After going over this whole set of ideas and realizations last night I came to a conclusion. I AM pretty. I'm not the same type of pretty as most of the girls I know on campus, but I'm pretty. I may look younger, but that's only going to be a good thing in the future. I shouldn't waste my time comparing myself to other girls, but I do it anyway because my nature. I'm not really a jealous person, but I'm a girl. I have moments of low self-esteem. I feel like it's going to take a long time for me to realize for sure that I am myself and people will be okay with that as long as I am. Also there are going to be people who think I'm ugly. I'm okay with that.
My whole life I've considered myself to be pretty. I'm not trying to sound conceited either, I'm just saying that I've been confident most of my life. I mean, I've had a few conceited moments in my life here and there, but isn't that healthy? (Examples: Damn my hair is cute! My eyes look pretty in the sunlight. I feel hot in this outfit!) Cheesy examples, I know. Anyway, I've always in some way or another felt pretty but since I moved away to college I have realized that there is SO much competition in the world. I don't mean that I'm battling girls to be the most beautiful, but there are A LOT more pretty girls than there are in just Vincennes. For example, my room mates look like their 25. It's like the only girls that are ''desirable'' on a college campus are the ones that are super tall and tan and lean and athletic except their hair is down to their waist. Let's be honest, I am NONE of that. I'm short, with short hair, and can't get a dark tan to save my life. I'm not saying I'm fat, because I'm not, but I don't have the perfect flat tummy that's what to strive for.
Last night I literally looked through each of my profile pictures on facebook, figuring out what I need that I DON'T have. The list is endless and I cant even change myself enough to become what I ''should'' be. I don't WANT to change, but I do feel out of place. I mean, back in Vincennes my friends and I were all about the same height, same weight, and all looked a lot younger than we really were. That was fine in Vincennes. That was almost normal ! However in college, or Evansville, it's normal to look like you're a model in your mid twenties.
After going over this whole set of ideas and realizations last night I came to a conclusion. I AM pretty. I'm not the same type of pretty as most of the girls I know on campus, but I'm pretty. I may look younger, but that's only going to be a good thing in the future. I shouldn't waste my time comparing myself to other girls, but I do it anyway because my nature. I'm not really a jealous person, but I'm a girl. I have moments of low self-esteem. I feel like it's going to take a long time for me to realize for sure that I am myself and people will be okay with that as long as I am. Also there are going to be people who think I'm ugly. I'm okay with that.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
You're Gonna Miss This..
I graduated high school on Friday. It's so weird! What's really weird is the way it hit me. The night of graduation, everyone was so happy and excited (as expected) and when I got home from the ceremony I cried for 20 minutes straight! It was not just tears either, it was full on bawling. I felt like total crap afterward! I was in a terrible mood! I went to eat with my friends later that night and I was a bitch the whole time (mainly because my friend's boyfriend kept doing things to piss me off on purpose). I freaking hate him. That's beside the point though. I even started crying in the restaurant and had to rush to the bathroom so they wouldn't see me. They knew, of course, but they didn't care. It was so stupid. The ceremony was really great though. I had a nice graduation....I just hated my life afterward. I'm not sure why.
It's so strange to think that in a couple months I'm going to be packing up all of my things and moving to live in my college dorm. I'll be living with a stranger in a somewhat strange place. I'm excited and scared all together. Time seriously flies by though.
It's so strange to think that in a couple months I'm going to be packing up all of my things and moving to live in my college dorm. I'll be living with a stranger in a somewhat strange place. I'm excited and scared all together. Time seriously flies by though.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Excuse my French, but I'm in France!
This weekend was a success! I didn't have to work on Friday, so I went to the game and then went to eat. Then I worked all day Saturday and stayed at Kelsey's, and today I had dance and went to Madame's house for a party!
First I would like to vent about my job at Peafections. I have worked there for 4 stinkin' years and have always liked it, but lately it's only been pissing me off. The manager is the biggest bitch ever. I mean, if you didn't work with her she would seem like the nicest lady but when you're her fellow employee it's like hell. My boss has been out for a while because she had surgery and I want her to come back sooooo bad. Without her there, the manager has total range to be as big of a bitch she wants to be. She's in charge. One example: I had a phone in my pocket and it started ringing when I was just reaching out to grab two bowls of soup to take to table. My manager was behind me and yelled at me to answer the phone. I was obviously doing something, you weren't, so why did I have to answer it? I dropped the bowls and answered the damn phone like she said. That was only the first thing though. She yelled at me for EVERYTHING I did. I apologize for not being a good waitress helper anymore aparently. I have been doing things the same way...dumb bitch. Also, she KNEW that I had to work at Applebee's at 4 so I needed to be off by 3. When 3:00 came along and I was about to clock out, what did she do? She made everyone meet so all the servers could complain about everything I did wrong. She like went in a circle so everyone could talk and when she got to me I wanted to say something like, "I don't really feel like this meeting was arranged for MY opinions to be heard, it was just for YOURS, so I have nothing to say." I did not end up saying what I wanted to of course. I said, "I have no complaints except for disagreements." I could have screamed ather, but I knew that there was no use arguing. SHE is ALWAYS right. I was almost late to Applebee's because of her. Once again, dumb bitch. I can't stand working there anymore because I can't stand the manager!! I want to quit really bad, but I don't want to do that because I feel like I owe my boss. She hired me when I was 14 and has allowed me to only work Saturdays! I don't know..it's a sore subject obviously.
Okay, now that I've blabbed on about how much I hate the manager of Peafections, I'll go on with my blog. Tonight was the reunion party for the kids that went to France last Summer. Only 5 of us showed up, but it was still a load of fun, of course! We ate quiche, poutine, chocolate mousse, french bread and cheese, and chocolate fondue! It was so delicious and all of the working out I did today was thrown away...for a good cause I guess. After we ate, madame projected all of our pictures from the trip so we could look at them and reminisce. One of the pictures being me and Vincent (my french guy) kissing. Hey, I'm not ashamed! France was really the best thing that's happened to me. It was the greatest experience of my life! I made new friends in another country...two countries counting the Australians we met in Dordogne, and became close with the girls I went with. I don't mean to sound cheesey, but that trip changed my life! I'm so thankful to be lucky enough to get to go and to host my French pen pal in America as well! My english teacher was talking the other day about his "escape route", meaning the place he goes in his mind when life gets rough, and mine is definitely France. Whether it's Dordogne with Alyssa and Kyle and Allison and Allie, and the Booth sisters, or Vincennes with Alma and Vincent, France is my "escape route." I'm done being cheesey and nostalgic now, but here's some pictures from my trip :
Metro
Vincent :)
Dordogne
Eiffel tower
Alyssa, Vincent, me, Kyle
Cute waiter at a cafe
Remi :)
Our Abbey Road photo
Now here's a video for the song "Niggas in Paris." If this song had been out last Summer, we would have been singing it non stop in France.!
First I would like to vent about my job at Peafections. I have worked there for 4 stinkin' years and have always liked it, but lately it's only been pissing me off. The manager is the biggest bitch ever. I mean, if you didn't work with her she would seem like the nicest lady but when you're her fellow employee it's like hell. My boss has been out for a while because she had surgery and I want her to come back sooooo bad. Without her there, the manager has total range to be as big of a bitch she wants to be. She's in charge. One example: I had a phone in my pocket and it started ringing when I was just reaching out to grab two bowls of soup to take to table. My manager was behind me and yelled at me to answer the phone. I was obviously doing something, you weren't, so why did I have to answer it? I dropped the bowls and answered the damn phone like she said. That was only the first thing though. She yelled at me for EVERYTHING I did. I apologize for not being a good waitress helper anymore aparently. I have been doing things the same way...dumb bitch. Also, she KNEW that I had to work at Applebee's at 4 so I needed to be off by 3. When 3:00 came along and I was about to clock out, what did she do? She made everyone meet so all the servers could complain about everything I did wrong. She like went in a circle so everyone could talk and when she got to me I wanted to say something like, "I don't really feel like this meeting was arranged for MY opinions to be heard, it was just for YOURS, so I have nothing to say." I did not end up saying what I wanted to of course. I said, "I have no complaints except for disagreements." I could have screamed ather, but I knew that there was no use arguing. SHE is ALWAYS right. I was almost late to Applebee's because of her. Once again, dumb bitch. I can't stand working there anymore because I can't stand the manager!! I want to quit really bad, but I don't want to do that because I feel like I owe my boss. She hired me when I was 14 and has allowed me to only work Saturdays! I don't know..it's a sore subject obviously.
Okay, now that I've blabbed on about how much I hate the manager of Peafections, I'll go on with my blog. Tonight was the reunion party for the kids that went to France last Summer. Only 5 of us showed up, but it was still a load of fun, of course! We ate quiche, poutine, chocolate mousse, french bread and cheese, and chocolate fondue! It was so delicious and all of the working out I did today was thrown away...for a good cause I guess. After we ate, madame projected all of our pictures from the trip so we could look at them and reminisce. One of the pictures being me and Vincent (my french guy) kissing. Hey, I'm not ashamed! France was really the best thing that's happened to me. It was the greatest experience of my life! I made new friends in another country...two countries counting the Australians we met in Dordogne, and became close with the girls I went with. I don't mean to sound cheesey, but that trip changed my life! I'm so thankful to be lucky enough to get to go and to host my French pen pal in America as well! My english teacher was talking the other day about his "escape route", meaning the place he goes in his mind when life gets rough, and mine is definitely France. Whether it's Dordogne with Alyssa and Kyle and Allison and Allie, and the Booth sisters, or Vincennes with Alma and Vincent, France is my "escape route." I'm done being cheesey and nostalgic now, but here's some pictures from my trip :
Metro
Vincent :)
Dordogne
Eiffel tower
Alyssa, Vincent, me, Kyle
Cute waiter at a cafe
Remi :)
Our Abbey Road photo
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