Wednesday, August 25, 2010

People who say they don't care what other people think

Have you ever heard someone say "I don't care what other people think."? Of course you have. The irony (correct use of irony, twelve points!) of it all is that the people most likely to say that are the people who care the most. Why do think people take showers and brush their hair? It's not just as simple as hygiene. If I wash myself, I don't get sick. It's something much deeper. It's not about blending in with the crowd, persay, it's about getting noticed for the things that you want to get noticed about rather the things everyone takes for granted. "Oh, your hair looks nice today" versus "why didn't you brush your hair?". I look at people who say they don't care and I feel sorry for them. It sounds shallow, but the way you judge yourself is based on how other people judge you. Think about it for a second, when someone degrades you it's not because they had the nerve to insult you that makes you angry, it's the thought that they might be right. True insults hurt the worst. 

Those people who say they don't care are trying desperately for people to see their assets through all their faults to prove to themselves that no matter how many bad things they can put off, someone can still see what's good about them. At least people who admit that they care what other people think are forthright about wanting people to see the good in them. So yeah, that's why I wear make-up and wear clothes that I look good in. It helps other people think better about me, so it helps me think better about myself. 

Sorry if this is tally and unintelligible, it's just something that I'm really opinionated about but is hard to put into words.

Monday, August 23, 2010

People who just don't get it

See I had a hard time writing this blog today. Seeing as nothing is happening at all. I think I'm supposed to go school supply shopping at some point but obviously not right now. I'm just sitting in my room writing my ofihy blog wondering why the universe hates me so much. Or rather, not just me, but everyone. I just look around and sure, the world is beautiful. But doesn't that make us so ugly in comparison? No wonder why there are so many people with low self esteem, with the intention to cut themselves just to feel a little. If you aren't going to get even close to being as beautiful as the things around you, you might ad well be uglier. I've heard all sorts of people say that they don't understand why people get depressed or want to hurt themselves or anyone around them.  The world is so beautiful, why would you want to mar that with your pithy little concerns about yourself? People like that, with their blind optimism make me want to throw up. People are stubborn asswhipes and they like making the world a worse place. Sure, maybe peace would be better but people aren't wired that way. And maybe if more people figured that out, we'd be a lot happier. 

Sunday, August 22, 2010

People who fuck with my friends

I know this is the biggest cliche on the planet. But, cliches have to come from somewhere. I'm one of those people that turn into a rabid frothing evil bitch when people mess with my friends. Whether it's a boyfriend being stupid, or some girl that called them a whore, it's on. My favorite phrase of late has been 'beat a bitch down'. I don't think I've ever actually beat someone up before though. I have hit people, but never turned someone black and blue. I guess I'm just scary enough for people to believe my threats? I don't know.

But yeah. :D

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