Why is everything that I do wrong?
Those of you who have read this blog before know that typically I do my best to stay away from being a stereotypical anything. However, right now I'm probably going to come off like a stereotypical spoiled suburban teenager whining about how hard his life is, but you know what? Shut up, that's what. It has been a rough couple of days, and if i don't have an outlet to vent somewhere, then you may see me on the news for letting out my frustrations in ways far less healthy than a journalism blog.
That being said:
Seriously, why is nothing I do right? My parents have been on me about every single thing I do the last couple days, from not having a job to not cleaning up. It like, the closer I get to leaving for college, the more last minute nagging and micromanaging they want to cram in to my last weeks living with them. Here's a list I've composed of things that my parents have gotten in my face about in the last two days, and a response to each one, explaining why it bothers me:
-I just sit around and don't do anything at home.
This is for the most part true. Since basketball season ended I have not done much besides eat, sleep, and watch TV after school. I haven't done any homework at home in a decent amount of time, and I haven't worked out or done much of anything physical since basketball ended. But you know what? I'm not the only person who does this. it is my senior year of high school, so excuse me if after busting my ass every single day for the past 4 years working out for basketball and doing homework for my AP classes, never getting below a 3 on an AP test (except chemistry, but we know what I'm like with math. That one was doomed from the start), and writing essay after endless essay for college and scholarship application, I'm enjoying the freedom to do nothing. I'm leaving to go to college in 3 months dad, I'll have plenty of time to be "active" again then.
-I still act like a kid/I don't have anything to say when we "talk"
This is a direct quote from my dad a night or two ago when he was "talking" to me. You know what dad? Maybe the reason I act like a kid is because you still treat me like a kid. Adults have conversations, where one person responds to the other, and we both know that if I said a word while we were "talking" that you would only yell longer. These are facts.
-I show no initiative looking for a job.
This one really pisses me off because I have spent a decent amount of time the past couple weekends going out, looking for places that are hiring, filling out and returning applications. It's not my fault that nobody wants to hire another 18 year old, inexperienced kid for 3 months.
-It's "sad" that I didn't go to the senior superlatives banquet.
This one is a little bit my fault, because I forgot to buy a ticket. But the more I think about it, I didn't want to go anyway. I have no desire to sit through an hour and a half long presentation to give out fake awards, none of which I received, and even if I did (not that I know if I did or not, because as I said I didn't go. Anyway.), none of which mean anything in the slightest. I don't understand, there were numerous other seniors who didn't go, yet I would bet I'm the only one who had to put up with this.
Listen, I love my parents. I understand that I am blessed and lucky to have the parents that I have, I really do. I am beyond grateful for everything that they have done for me, and I fully realize that I would be in a much worse place than I am if I didn't have them. But loving/appreciating them and liking/getting along with them are two entirely different things, and right now the two of them are mutually exclusive. I would rather they be like this than not care at all, so for all you idiots going THAN LETS SEE U LIVE ON UR OWN LOL, I understand. My life is actually great. This is an outlet to vent, not a forum for serious discussion. Calm down.
And go away.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
You're All Idiots Who Deserve to be Mocked, Part 4
I am furious. I typed this out originally to be Blog 7, but then I hit a button or something and I thought it all got deleted. Only to find out just now that it had been saved the whole time. Well, better late than never, here is yet another rant about how stupid people on the internet are:
Yep, it's about that time. It has been a bad week in the way of Facebook statuses. Status? Statusi? Anyway, there has been a significant increase in the amount of stupidity on Facebook, a portion of which I will attempt to document here, in all their teeth-grinding, fist-clenching, humanity-questioning glory.
Before we get started, I would just like to say that everything in this post is more or less a lead up to one particular post I saw on Facebook. Now as usual, I'm not putting names with any of the posts, but this person has already been so widely lambasted for a different, though related post he put on Facebook, that many of you probably know who he is. Bearing this in mind, I'll try to be as delicate as possible with this kids identity. Not with anything else though, since as you'll see he clearly deserves any criticism he gets.
At any rate, without further ado:
"swag awnnnnn"
Shut up. Really, just shut up. There is no "swag" in Avon Lake. There is not one person in the universe who can give you a definitive definition of "swag," but I think we can universally agree that none of it exists here. At least you spelled "on" with the phonetic equivilent of a southern drawl, so everyone can take a little solice in the fact that you're not a moron. No, wait...
"I hungry, someone bring me food at worky :)"
This one actually struck a chord in me, because I was impressed that a 4 year old was skilled and dedicated enough to land a job. Seriously though, well done on the baby talk, it really compliments all the pictures of you drinking and smoking cigarettes well. Again, how can people like this not see how stupid they look?
"tbh." Or any variation thereof.
Because everyone knows, it's not really honest unless all of your Facebook friends can see it. Who, by the way, are your only real friends, because what does a friendship even amount to if it's not validated with online interaction? Nothing, that's what.
You know what? I lied to you. I'm not going to talk about that other kid because I want to go to sleep. Suffice it to say he's a pseudointellectual who tries WAY too hard to be informed and "out there." He also has a tendency to invent controvesy where none exists, which is one of the sigularly most annoying traits in a person.
Maybe next time.
Yep, it's about that time. It has been a bad week in the way of Facebook statuses. Status? Statusi? Anyway, there has been a significant increase in the amount of stupidity on Facebook, a portion of which I will attempt to document here, in all their teeth-grinding, fist-clenching, humanity-questioning glory.
Before we get started, I would just like to say that everything in this post is more or less a lead up to one particular post I saw on Facebook. Now as usual, I'm not putting names with any of the posts, but this person has already been so widely lambasted for a different, though related post he put on Facebook, that many of you probably know who he is. Bearing this in mind, I'll try to be as delicate as possible with this kids identity. Not with anything else though, since as you'll see he clearly deserves any criticism he gets.
At any rate, without further ado:
"swag awnnnnn"
Shut up. Really, just shut up. There is no "swag" in Avon Lake. There is not one person in the universe who can give you a definitive definition of "swag," but I think we can universally agree that none of it exists here. At least you spelled "on" with the phonetic equivilent of a southern drawl, so everyone can take a little solice in the fact that you're not a moron. No, wait...
"I hungry, someone bring me food at worky :)"
This one actually struck a chord in me, because I was impressed that a 4 year old was skilled and dedicated enough to land a job. Seriously though, well done on the baby talk, it really compliments all the pictures of you drinking and smoking cigarettes well. Again, how can people like this not see how stupid they look?
"tbh." Or any variation thereof.
Because everyone knows, it's not really honest unless all of your Facebook friends can see it. Who, by the way, are your only real friends, because what does a friendship even amount to if it's not validated with online interaction? Nothing, that's what.
You know what? I lied to you. I'm not going to talk about that other kid because I want to go to sleep. Suffice it to say he's a pseudointellectual who tries WAY too hard to be informed and "out there." He also has a tendency to invent controvesy where none exists, which is one of the sigularly most annoying traits in a person.
Maybe next time.
You're All Idiots Who Deserve to be Mocked, Part 3
Well, it's only a month late, but it's that time again, time to delve into the dearth of linguistic ability and common knowledge that it Facebook. You know the drill by now, no names, but that being said no political correctness either, unless some slipped in while I wasn't looking. As clever as that last line is, don't even take it too seriously, because in all honesty I ripped it off another internet writer. You probably don't know who, because not many people have heard of him. That's how you know he's good.
That irony might have been too subtle.
Anyway, without further ado:
"K well cool story... I'm looking on my timeline and dont see s*** of what you're talking about. except today. so i must've been telling the truth"
Why why why for the love of God why would you make this a status? Nobody except the person towards whom this is directed will have any idea what you're talking about, so please explain what purpose you served by saying this publicly of directly to him or her. You're obviously just looking for all your friends to comment in agreement, effectively making the statement that your opinion is worthless without the validation of your peers. Nice self esteem, now go handle your own problems.
How many likes and/or comments did that have on it? 0. Like I said, nobody cares.
"shout out to my boyfriend in the hospital with a severe case of non-existence."
Oh wow very clever. You're such a strong independent woman, so strong and independent that you have to tell everyone just how strong and independent you are. I can't even get that worked up about this, it's just pointless. Not funny, not witty, just a waste of my newsfeed.
This isn't even a status, but some girl posted a picture of Miami University (Ohio, for everyone going WHICH 1 LOL, not that it's important to this anecdote) with the caption "August can't come soon enough."And some other girl commented on it and said "Are you going to Miami then?" I'm not friends with this girl, and I can only hope for the good of the future of humanity that she never procreates. No, she just decided to post a picture of Miami to really underscore how excited she is to go to Dayton. Unbelievable. Seriously, how can people be so stupid? Actually, I understand how they feel, because I really and truly cannot understand
"I hate people, can't wait to graduate and get away from all these annoying ass people"
Go on. No seriously, go on about how once you graduate there will no longer be any annoying people anywhere in your life. Because, as everyone who knows anything knows, after high schol you get to choose every single person who you interact with. And even if that wasn't the case, say, at a job or something, of course everyone you come into contact with after high school will be awesome and posses no irritating personality traits that are annoying to you. Furthermore, go on about how it's the fault of the entire population of Avon Lake High School that one person did something that you found to be irritating. Because it is common knowledge that if one person in a school does something annoying, then everyone in the school is annoying. Except you and your cool, chill, real, awesome friends, who aren't annoying at all and don't do things like post stupid thoughts on Facebook. Idiots
I can't wait to leave his place and all you fake annoying people.
Again, probably too subtle on that irony.
That irony might have been too subtle.
Anyway, without further ado:
"K well cool story... I'm looking on my timeline and dont see s*** of what you're talking about. except today. so i must've been telling the truth"
Why why why for the love of God why would you make this a status? Nobody except the person towards whom this is directed will have any idea what you're talking about, so please explain what purpose you served by saying this publicly of directly to him or her. You're obviously just looking for all your friends to comment in agreement, effectively making the statement that your opinion is worthless without the validation of your peers. Nice self esteem, now go handle your own problems.
How many likes and/or comments did that have on it? 0. Like I said, nobody cares.
"shout out to my boyfriend in the hospital with a severe case of non-existence."
Oh wow very clever. You're such a strong independent woman, so strong and independent that you have to tell everyone just how strong and independent you are. I can't even get that worked up about this, it's just pointless. Not funny, not witty, just a waste of my newsfeed.
This isn't even a status, but some girl posted a picture of Miami University (Ohio, for everyone going WHICH 1 LOL, not that it's important to this anecdote) with the caption "August can't come soon enough."And some other girl commented on it and said "Are you going to Miami then?" I'm not friends with this girl, and I can only hope for the good of the future of humanity that she never procreates. No, she just decided to post a picture of Miami to really underscore how excited she is to go to Dayton. Unbelievable. Seriously, how can people be so stupid? Actually, I understand how they feel, because I really and truly cannot understand
"I hate people, can't wait to graduate and get away from all these annoying ass people"
Go on. No seriously, go on about how once you graduate there will no longer be any annoying people anywhere in your life. Because, as everyone who knows anything knows, after high schol you get to choose every single person who you interact with. And even if that wasn't the case, say, at a job or something, of course everyone you come into contact with after high school will be awesome and posses no irritating personality traits that are annoying to you. Furthermore, go on about how it's the fault of the entire population of Avon Lake High School that one person did something that you found to be irritating. Because it is common knowledge that if one person in a school does something annoying, then everyone in the school is annoying. Except you and your cool, chill, real, awesome friends, who aren't annoying at all and don't do things like post stupid thoughts on Facebook. Idiots
I can't wait to leave his place and all you fake annoying people.
Again, probably too subtle on that irony.
Friday, March 16, 2012
Learn The Rules
I was walking to my locker after the last class of the day a couple days ago, and I was going down the stairs right across from the Physics. I suppose I could phrase that better: I was trying to go down the stairs right across from the physics hallway. I couldn't actually go down them.
Why, you ask? Well simply put, there was a mass of people walking 3 to 4, right next to each other, in a line, all the way up the stairs. This was seriously happening. I don't know how you can be doing this and not see the immediate problem it causes, but these kids were oblivious to me, and other kids both in front and behind me, trying to fight through their mob of gossiping, cackling, shrieking harpies to get down the stairs.
It wouldn't even have been as infuriating as it was if they were freshmen, but they weren't. They were for the most part sophomores, and even a few juniors. How do you go for the high school for 2 or 3 years, and not understand how the stairs work? In fact, how have you been alive for at least 14 years and not yet figured out how stairs work? If you're taking up the ENTIRE STAIRCASE going one way, then no one can go down the other side. And I hate to break it to you, but not everyone is as interested as your bff on what that girl who you just hate said she was going to tweet if someone else liked one more status of the guy she likes on Facebook, least of all me. One of them even had the audacity to give me a dirty look, as if I were the problem for trying to go down the stairs and interrupting her from telling everyone within earshot about something so important that it was in fact completely necessary to block off the entire stairs in one direction. Idiot.
These are the same kind of people who stop walking in the middle of the hallway when they see someone they know. Listen, as dumb as this sounds, there is a flow when people are walking in the hallway, there has to be when that many people are moving in a collective direction. And when you just stop dead in the middle of it all because you saw your friend and you just HAVE you update her because there is just SO much going on and it must be, oh gosh, at LEAST 43 minutes since you last saw each other, that causes problems for everyone behind you both, walking in both directions. Stop it, just don't do it. Tell them later, or text them if it's really important enough to hold up every person in the hallway.
Another thing, to the people that put their heads down and power walk around corners: You are asking to get walked in to. I understand that in your world nothing else matters but you and the place where you apparently have to be as quickly as humanly possible, but here's the thing: You're not all alone in your own magical fairy pixieland of do whatever I want. You're in the real world, in a real school, with other real kids, to whom it is an inconvenience for you to come hurtling around corners like some sort of animated cannonball. And definitely don't give me a death stare like it's my fault for intruding on your space. Which evidently encompasses the entire school and world. Other people exist, keep your head up when your walking you narcissist.
Look around the corners. Don't stop in the middle of the hallway to shriek at your friend. And stay on your side of the freaking stairs.
Learn the rules. For the sake of mine and everyone else's blood pressure.
Why, you ask? Well simply put, there was a mass of people walking 3 to 4, right next to each other, in a line, all the way up the stairs. This was seriously happening. I don't know how you can be doing this and not see the immediate problem it causes, but these kids were oblivious to me, and other kids both in front and behind me, trying to fight through their mob of gossiping, cackling, shrieking harpies to get down the stairs.
It wouldn't even have been as infuriating as it was if they were freshmen, but they weren't. They were for the most part sophomores, and even a few juniors. How do you go for the high school for 2 or 3 years, and not understand how the stairs work? In fact, how have you been alive for at least 14 years and not yet figured out how stairs work? If you're taking up the ENTIRE STAIRCASE going one way, then no one can go down the other side. And I hate to break it to you, but not everyone is as interested as your bff on what that girl who you just hate said she was going to tweet if someone else liked one more status of the guy she likes on Facebook, least of all me. One of them even had the audacity to give me a dirty look, as if I were the problem for trying to go down the stairs and interrupting her from telling everyone within earshot about something so important that it was in fact completely necessary to block off the entire stairs in one direction. Idiot.
These are the same kind of people who stop walking in the middle of the hallway when they see someone they know. Listen, as dumb as this sounds, there is a flow when people are walking in the hallway, there has to be when that many people are moving in a collective direction. And when you just stop dead in the middle of it all because you saw your friend and you just HAVE you update her because there is just SO much going on and it must be, oh gosh, at LEAST 43 minutes since you last saw each other, that causes problems for everyone behind you both, walking in both directions. Stop it, just don't do it. Tell them later, or text them if it's really important enough to hold up every person in the hallway.
Another thing, to the people that put their heads down and power walk around corners: You are asking to get walked in to. I understand that in your world nothing else matters but you and the place where you apparently have to be as quickly as humanly possible, but here's the thing: You're not all alone in your own magical fairy pixieland of do whatever I want. You're in the real world, in a real school, with other real kids, to whom it is an inconvenience for you to come hurtling around corners like some sort of animated cannonball. And definitely don't give me a death stare like it's my fault for intruding on your space. Which evidently encompasses the entire school and world. Other people exist, keep your head up when your walking you narcissist.
Look around the corners. Don't stop in the middle of the hallway to shriek at your friend. And stay on your side of the freaking stairs.
Learn the rules. For the sake of mine and everyone else's blood pressure.
Sunday, March 11, 2012
You're All Idiots Who Deserve to be Mocked, Part 2
More stupid Facebook status' from people whose intelligence levels are apparently somewhere between a rock and dirt. As always, no names are attached, because I respect people more than that. Also this post is late and it's late and I'm tired.
"Old enough to know better, young enough to do it anyway ;*"
Wow. You're so edgy and awesome, and everyone who reads this, myself included are filled with awe at your prowess and being fantastic at living, as well as chagrin that we're all not living our lives to the pinnacle which you have achieved. Also, nice touch with the wink/kiss face at the end. What does that even mean? I challenge anyone to picture someone actually making this face and not picture something incredibly stupid.
"i should've known you'd bring me heartache, almost lover always do."
I'm assuming these are song lyrics, in which case good for you. I know that I was just one of lots of people listening to this song and wondering whose life it could most specifically be applied to. Well, thanks to you, that question is forever answered. I'll say it again, no one cares how much a particular song applies to your life or your struggles over whatever. Posting "deep" song lyrics makes you look pseudo-angsty and whiny and dumb.
"I have a big decision to make!! Should I buy a Trans Am??"
Superfluous punctuation aside, wow. Are you really going to make a decision based on what your Facebook friends, probably upwards of 90 percent of whom you've never met, think. I mean what's next? "Thinkin bout buyin a house lol, what do yall think lmfao?!@R^&(^*&)(__)(&^%& Whoa, got 10 likes, I better do it lolololololol." Unbelievable.
"tbh"
Stupid. Also implies that you haven't been honest with the person until that point, but hey, this is the all-important world of online interaction, better take it seriously right?
I can't go through the trouble of looking at all this anymore. It is literally too much for me to handle. Goodnight.
"Old enough to know better, young enough to do it anyway ;*"
Wow. You're so edgy and awesome, and everyone who reads this, myself included are filled with awe at your prowess and being fantastic at living, as well as chagrin that we're all not living our lives to the pinnacle which you have achieved. Also, nice touch with the wink/kiss face at the end. What does that even mean? I challenge anyone to picture someone actually making this face and not picture something incredibly stupid.
"i should've known you'd bring me heartache, almost lover always do."
I'm assuming these are song lyrics, in which case good for you. I know that I was just one of lots of people listening to this song and wondering whose life it could most specifically be applied to. Well, thanks to you, that question is forever answered. I'll say it again, no one cares how much a particular song applies to your life or your struggles over whatever. Posting "deep" song lyrics makes you look pseudo-angsty and whiny and dumb.
"I have a big decision to make!! Should I buy a Trans Am??"
Superfluous punctuation aside, wow. Are you really going to make a decision based on what your Facebook friends, probably upwards of 90 percent of whom you've never met, think. I mean what's next? "Thinkin bout buyin a house lol, what do yall think lmfao?!@R^&(^*&)(__)(&^%& Whoa, got 10 likes, I better do it lolololololol." Unbelievable.
"tbh"
Stupid. Also implies that you haven't been honest with the person until that point, but hey, this is the all-important world of online interaction, better take it seriously right?
I can't go through the trouble of looking at all this anymore. It is literally too much for me to handle. Goodnight.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Guess How Much of My Weekend Went Right
This post isn't really ranting about anything, but it's like a week late, so I figured I would just write about the weekend I had.
First of all, we had a "walkthrough" for our basketball game yesterday, at 9 in the morning. Our game was not until 6 at night, there was no earthly reason to be in the gym that early. On top of it my phone broke yesterday. I don't know how but there's an enormous crack in the screen, and it won't show anything at all. My guess is that someone stepped on it, or a ball hit it during our walkthrough. But I figured it would all be worth it since our preparation would pay off when we won our game.
Wrong.
We lost.
I also figured it would be worth it since I had nothing to do in between our walkthrough and game. I was gonna go get lunch with my girlfriend on her break from work, which I figured would be a nice way to spend the intervening hours.
Wrong.
I got home to find an email from my supervisor at work. Someone hadn't shown up and they had no other substitutions and they needed me to come in as soon as I could. Not that it mattered, because when my girlfriend got to work, she found out that she didn't have a break that day.
Anyway.
Today, I'm taking my phone over to Verizon for them to look at it. My car's gas light is on, but I don't really think anything of it. After all, I've driven longer with it on; I'll just go get gas after Verizon, before I go to work.
Wrong.
About halfway up Bradley road, my car runs out of gas. Now I'm terrified. I've never been in a situation like this before, and Bradley is a pretty busy road. So I'm sort of off to the side of it, lights flashing, and I'm sitting in my car thinking, and I figure the first thing I'll do is call my dad right?
Wrong.
That's right, my phone doesn't work. Now I have to walk all the way to the BP at the corner of Detroit and Bradley (this sounds worse than it was; it was probably only about 150 yards and it wasn't that cold, but saying it likes that lets me feel more hard done by) and ask the girl working there to use their phone. The girl looked like she was about 19 or 20, and she just laughed at me when I explained to her why I had to use their phone instead of my own. In hindsight I suppose it is a little funny, albeit in an ironic sort of way. At any rate, I call my dad from BP, he comes and gets me, we go back to my house, get the gas can in the garage for the lawn mower, take it back out to Bradley and give the car enough gas to get it to BP. After I fill it up, I go to Verizon, figuring at least I'll finally get my phone fixed.
Wrong.
The crack was "unfixable." That's the word they used. But it is insured, so at least I'll have a new one by Tuesday.
I just noticed my use of "albeit." I'm basically guaranteed to get into any school ever.
Also wrong.
I realize that this is not the usual sophisticated and witty diction you're used to from me. But to be honest I think I am literally in the worst mood I have ever been in and I could care less. A very very negligibly small amount less.
I'm going to bed.
First of all, we had a "walkthrough" for our basketball game yesterday, at 9 in the morning. Our game was not until 6 at night, there was no earthly reason to be in the gym that early. On top of it my phone broke yesterday. I don't know how but there's an enormous crack in the screen, and it won't show anything at all. My guess is that someone stepped on it, or a ball hit it during our walkthrough. But I figured it would all be worth it since our preparation would pay off when we won our game.
Wrong.
We lost.
I also figured it would be worth it since I had nothing to do in between our walkthrough and game. I was gonna go get lunch with my girlfriend on her break from work, which I figured would be a nice way to spend the intervening hours.
Wrong.
I got home to find an email from my supervisor at work. Someone hadn't shown up and they had no other substitutions and they needed me to come in as soon as I could. Not that it mattered, because when my girlfriend got to work, she found out that she didn't have a break that day.
Anyway.
Today, I'm taking my phone over to Verizon for them to look at it. My car's gas light is on, but I don't really think anything of it. After all, I've driven longer with it on; I'll just go get gas after Verizon, before I go to work.
Wrong.
About halfway up Bradley road, my car runs out of gas. Now I'm terrified. I've never been in a situation like this before, and Bradley is a pretty busy road. So I'm sort of off to the side of it, lights flashing, and I'm sitting in my car thinking, and I figure the first thing I'll do is call my dad right?
Wrong.
That's right, my phone doesn't work. Now I have to walk all the way to the BP at the corner of Detroit and Bradley (this sounds worse than it was; it was probably only about 150 yards and it wasn't that cold, but saying it likes that lets me feel more hard done by) and ask the girl working there to use their phone. The girl looked like she was about 19 or 20, and she just laughed at me when I explained to her why I had to use their phone instead of my own. In hindsight I suppose it is a little funny, albeit in an ironic sort of way. At any rate, I call my dad from BP, he comes and gets me, we go back to my house, get the gas can in the garage for the lawn mower, take it back out to Bradley and give the car enough gas to get it to BP. After I fill it up, I go to Verizon, figuring at least I'll finally get my phone fixed.
Wrong.
The crack was "unfixable." That's the word they used. But it is insured, so at least I'll have a new one by Tuesday.
I just noticed my use of "albeit." I'm basically guaranteed to get into any school ever.
Also wrong.
I realize that this is not the usual sophisticated and witty diction you're used to from me. But to be honest I think I am literally in the worst mood I have ever been in and I could care less. A very very negligibly small amount less.
I'm going to bed.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
You're All Idiots Who Deserve to be Mocked
You know what? I wasn't even going to do a ranting post this time. My life has been going well lately, and I've been in an exceptionally good mood the last couple days. I sat down tonight, having just remembered that I had a blog post to do, and I couldn't think of a single thing that irritated me enough to bestow on it the prestigious honor of being mentioned on my journalism blog.
Then I logged on to Facebook.
Good lord. We as humans had better hope there's no other intelligent life in our galaxy, and if there is, we had better hope they don't have wireless Internet. Yes, I realize the assumption that a species could develop interplanetary space travel before wireless Internet is stupid, but it's no less stupid than the pages on pages of inane drivel that people find it necessary to clutter the Internet with. From poor grammar, to poor spelling, to posting things that nobody in their sane mind could ever possibly care about, Facebook... you know what? I can't even think of an ending to that sentence that does justice to the linguistic and intellectual travesties that my news feed depicts. In fact, I don't think I can convey my feelings about 99% of the people who use Facebook with words, that's how deep my contempt is. Instead, I'm just going to pick a couple items out of my news feed and explain what my problem(s) with that specific piece are. I'm not putting names with the statuses, because I'm just trying to rant, not publicly belittle anyone.
"im not sure when it was ever cute to cake makeup on your face?"
Then I logged on to Facebook.
Good lord. We as humans had better hope there's no other intelligent life in our galaxy, and if there is, we had better hope they don't have wireless Internet. Yes, I realize the assumption that a species could develop interplanetary space travel before wireless Internet is stupid, but it's no less stupid than the pages on pages of inane drivel that people find it necessary to clutter the Internet with. From poor grammar, to poor spelling, to posting things that nobody in their sane mind could ever possibly care about, Facebook... you know what? I can't even think of an ending to that sentence that does justice to the linguistic and intellectual travesties that my news feed depicts. In fact, I don't think I can convey my feelings about 99% of the people who use Facebook with words, that's how deep my contempt is. Instead, I'm just going to pick a couple items out of my news feed and explain what my problem(s) with that specific piece are. I'm not putting names with the statuses, because I'm just trying to rant, not publicly belittle anyone.
"im not sure when it was ever cute to cake makeup on your face?"
That question mark at the end seems a little misplaced, considering that what you just typed is not, in fact, a question. I'm sure you meant it to convey uncertainty, the only problem being that you already did by starting your phrase with "im not sure" leaving the question mark to serve only one function: making you look like a ditz. No matter, because I'm sure every girl towards whom this is directed will see this status, instantly see the light and never cake makeup on their face ever again, all thanks to you and your heroic Facebook post.
"You're all ruining tumblr, stop."
Shut up. Everyone is tired of you hipster crybabies bitc, i mean, whining about how tumblr is being "ruined" now that more than 10 people use it. I challenge anyone who shares this viewpoint to provide me with a valid way in which tumblr is being "ruined." No one anywhere is conforming to one specific opinion on how tumblr should be used, least of all yours. You're just like music fans who decide they don't like a song once it's been played on the radio once; if you're only rationale for whether or not you like something is the number of other people who like it, please refer to the title of this post.
Did everyone see the semi colon I used in that paragraph? Ivy League here I come.
"Homework...... Don't want to talk at all so noone DARE text me"
.......I really hope someone texted her. I don't even know if this quote is completely accurate because I unfriended this person directly after seeing this status. Look, everyone knows when you post these you want someone to ask you what's wrong. If you really didn't want to talk you would simply turn your phone off or not text anyone back. I can't think of any way to put this delicately: You sound stupid when you post statuses like this.
I can't even go through any more stupid statuses, or i actually will start to get annoyed. There are definitely more though, incalculable stupid things are said every single day, so expect this to evolve into a series of posts.
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