Myspace still doesn’t live up to Facebook for me.
I guess I would write on there, but not about the things that truly piss me off or about the mushy crap that goes on or about intense feelings. Why?
The things that piss me off would most likely offend people… especially my roommate and others. I suppose I am never really completely safe from someone that I don’t want reading this from stumbling across it and getting upset.
Mushy crap? Well people get sick of hearing how wonderful your boyfriend is or how much you love your girlfriend or whatever. It makes people want to gag and I admit…I make myself want to gag sometimes.
Sometimes blogs seem a little too much like a rundown of your day or just how wonderful things are going right now. There’s no point really. Nobody cares.
I’d rather rant about things that bother me because maybe the same things bother other people. Therefore, rants could actually appeal to people’s interest.
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I just read what I wrote….
1. Why do I care what other people think about what I write?
2. If I want to write about how much I love my boyfriend then I should.
3. Sometimes by days are quite interesting…maybe a rundown of my day wouldn’t be so bad.
4. I really shouldn’t care what others think. It’s my blog. I do what I want with it.
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The answers
1. I care, because I honestly don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. I want to rant about how much my roommate makes me angry sometimes, but I don’t want her to read it and get really upset. I don’t want anyone to take anything I write too seriously or too personal. Words can hurt.
2. I don’t like it when people go on and on about mushy shit, but I tend to fall into that sometimes. I want to save people from getting annoyed with all the frilly details of my life. I guess I could mention it from time to time.
3. My days are not really that interesting. Rundowns = yawn
4. I can’t help it but I care. I can’t do what I want or write what I want… ESPECIALLY if it’s online and completely public.
I need an alias.
I don’t like this space. We’ll see how it progresses, but for now I’m sticking to writing on Facebook.
Stupid Girl
You are so afraid to be alone, so stay with someone you don’t really love. Don’t come and complain to me about how he controls you, how he suffocates you and how he is a “fatherly” boyfriend. You just turn around and stay with him anyway. He’s a 28-year-old unemployed man who is doesn’t want to grow up and he’s your boyfriend. You tell me that you don’t want to plan things in the future and that you don’t want to be tied down. But then you plan on moving in with him and let him know when it’s ok to marry you. I don’t understand you and I don’t think I ever will.
You just bought a couch for your future apartment with him when you still live here and you have another year of college and who knows what will happen after that. You just bought furniture for your future with a man who doesn’t even have a job. You bought a couch… a couch for a life that doesn’t even exist yet and probably never will…
You tell me you are in love with him. Yeah, you’re in love with the whole damn world.
You fall in love far too quickly and you make excuses when you know they aren’t right for you. All because you don’t want to be alone. You think this is it. This is forever but it’s not. You are so young still. Who knows what could happen in the future.
It makes me sad to watch you go through these things because I know they will end badly. No one can tell you anything though. No one can tell you what they see because in your eyes, no matter how bad things get, you have someone to hold you at night and it’s “perfect.”
You’re stupid. You don’t even know what you want to do with your life, but you’re going to plan it all around him. Stupid.
Make your mistakes. I’m going to sit back and watch. Good luck.
Busted
I busted my lips the other day with a kicking bag. It kind of swung into my face. The rest of my face is fine, but one of my lips still hurts.
The other day my roommate told me she had an extra key to our apartment and she was going to give it to her boyfriend since he comes over so much.
Um…
No.
As if he’s not over here enough already. Why does he need to be here without her anyway? I don’t like idea of him being able to walk into the door anytime he feels like it. He’s not my roommate. She is.
I told her that.
I haven’t even thought about giving my boyfriend a key and we’ve been together over a year. They’ve only been together for 4 months, I think. I respect that this is her space too. I guess she didn’t think about that.
I know she has a key to his place, but he’s 27 (she’s only 21) and he has a house of his own. When she has her own home she can give keys out to whoever she wants, but right now she lives with me and I don’t want some guy, who I find to be a little creepy, coming through the door as if he lived here.
I am trusting her not to give him a key. We’ll see what she does.
It’s not cool to look smelly
That’s my boyfriend.
Anyway, I’m in this class and every other day I see this guy who, I guess, is trying to have that Austin-y “I wear dirty clothes because it makes me look cooler than you, but at the same time it looks like I didn’t even try to look this cool” kind of look. Well, I think he looks dirty. Everyday. Him and his girlfriend always look like they haven’t showered in days. I’m sure they are just trying to pull off some sort of hippie look, but it’s just making them look like hobos. Until your first name starts with a Mary-Kate and ends with an Olsen, I don’t think it’s alright to look greasy and dirty everyday. I’m sure they can help it. At my school, I am sure that almost everyone can afford to look decent and at least shower for goodness sakes. It’s not cool to look smelly.
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My boyfriend and I had a one year anniversary re-do. He really surprised me. I could go on and on about how much I love the guy and how wonderful I think he is, but I don’t want to bore you…as if you weren’t bored already.
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I don’t have many girls as friends here. I used to, I think. Those relationships quickly fell apart. Things just happen. I think there might be an opportunity to make new friends though. I feel like it’s my first time at school and I am hesitating to open up to someone new. I’m not saying that having Mike( the boyfriend) around isn’t lovely, but sometimes you just need that girl companionship. Unfortunately, my roommate and I are not as close as I wish we were, but we’re just different people and thats ok. My best friend lives in another city and ,although we talk to each other everyday, its still not the same as having her 5 minutes away. With that said, new friendships would be amazing. I think I just made myself sound like a loser without any friends…great. Just for the record, I do have friends, but there’s a difference between friends and good friends. We can casually talk in the hallway and I’ll call you my friend, but in order to randomly call you at 3 a.m. you’d have to be a good friend.
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I think I’m done now. Bye.
Is it really a big deal?
It seems that some people are really hating on the movie 21 because the cast was not all Asian. Is this really a problem? Yes, I know that the book, Bringing Down the House, is a true story and is about an ALL ASIAN TEAM. Although the movie is based on the book, did you really expect Hollywood to cast an all asian team? Hollywood is going to put people in the movies that will bring in the money. That’s the way it is. I know it’s messed up, but its always been that way. Do we really need to get all crazy about it and boycott the movie? I watched it. It was pretty entertaining. I don’t know why this issue really bothers me, but I just don’t understand what the big deal is. It’s just a movie (not even an important movie). It’s not going to go down in history on a top 10 must-see movie list or anything. So relax people.
Hey Jude
Cutest thing ever! I am very impressed. The little kid actually knows the words ( or she tries her hardest to make it sound like she does) and dances too. I think a watched this video 10 times already. I just can’t get enough. So young. So talented. At that age, I was making Play-doh cookies and discovering that they actually don’t taste as good as they look.
21
I’m feeling a little left out. It seems that my friends are either turning 21 or are already 21. It’s just a number and it might be completely overrated, but I am so left behind. I still have another year before that magical age. Although I’m not quite sure what is so magical about it, those around me make it out to be the best time of their lives. Is it really?
The way that we live and love
Good day.
