Wednesday, April 28, 2010

play me


Play the song above. (please!)

I sit here at 6:00 P.M., listening to iTunes and suddenly B.o.B's "Created a Monster" comes on.

The mildly attractive attractive 20-something boy in a white t-shirt and jeans walking toward me turns into a Calvin Kline model
with some kind of strut.

The sunlight tree morphs into a lime green example of life's optimism.

The girl putting her sunglasses on her head turns into a fashion model, fan (wind) included.

My boyfriend looks stronger. (score)

Oh the powers of music. I wonder what it is about the mix of a good beat, a strong guitar chord and a dynamic voice that causes us to
feel so empowered. What would life be without the invention of music?

Count me out.


Sunday, April 25, 2010

Pull Yourself.


There are many ironies in this world. Some countries being flooded by tsunamis, while some haven't seen water in months. Neighbors who will bring out a shotgun if your dog uses the restroom in their yard, but thinks all of your lawns are his yappy dog's own personal toilet. Perhaps the most obvious irony to me involves the law enforcement system.

Police. You are not fooling me. Although you are in the left lane, you do not have your lights on, and I know you are speeding...for fun. 

I have seen this probably thirty times in my life. A police car casually going 80 to 90 mph in the left lane. What? Is breakfast almost done at Chic-Fil-A? Are you about to miss your movie? 

Come on police. There may be some of us that you have arrested for public drunkeness, streaking, stealing in front of a camera...but the rest of us, were not stupid.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

You like cats and you know it.


How many times have you heard: "Ew, I hate cats"? Or, "Truly, I can't stand children". 

Really cynic? You abhor small furry animals that just relax on the backs of couches and purr when you pet their backs? 

And you who hates children. Have you ever seen "Kids Say the Darndest Things"? 

I won't lie. I have worsened my feelings for something that I honestly didn't mind in front of a small crowd. But why do we, as humans, feel the need to do this? I believe I "hated feet" for a while, when really, if there was a friends foot resting next to me it didn't bother me any more than it would if there was a daisy on the cushion next to me.

If I had to give my "professional" opinion, I believe that people claim to have slightly stronger feelings for objects they are quite ambivalent about to have the attention on them for at least one minute longer. Human nature alerts us that if we admit a small quirk about ourselves, we may be discussed by our peers. I found this to be quite the case in the 2008 elections. Many of my friends suddenly became democrats. Who knew?

Hm. Gosh, I sure do hate chocolate.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

The Strange Truth


Where do our images of ourselves come from? Our parents? A mirror? Our friends? Strangers?

If a sales clerk tells you you have pretty eyes, do you take this to heart? If a cab driver tells you that you have an engaging voice, do you listen? Or since these people are strangers, do you ignore it. 

However, when it comes to family and friends...should you even listen to them over a stranger? Since the day I was born my mom has never been able to harshly criticize me, not even for my own good. Hence, my 4th grade Christmas picture that I styled myself. (I already hate Christmas pictures being an only child because I look ridiculous with my yorkshire terrier...alone....on the front steps of my house.) But this Christmas picture is the one I hate the most. Due to the fact my mom didn't have the heart to tell me my rainbow striped turtleneck under my red and green dress looked heinous, my god awful fashion taste is immortalized in homes of family and friends. 

This is my point though. Should we take to heart more what strangers tell us about ourselves, or what those who love us say?

Thanks to my mom, I think I just might have to side the strangers. 

Saturday, April 17, 2010

White lies turned black.

These are my top five white lies (one being the most acceptable to five being the least):

1)Yes, I love my present!
2)Your pixie hair cut does not look awful! (hey, what can they do about it now?)
3)I love the painting you just finished after 6 years. (arts different to everyone)
4)I cannot speak now so I'll forever hold my peace. 
5)No, your boyfriend wasn't flirting with anyone last night (your best friend was just flirting with him)

Luckily, I do believe I have only had to use number one and sadly number five. 

But, when does a white lie become a "not-a-white lie"? 
I will use number five as my example. "No, your boyfriend wasn't flirting with anyone last night (your best friend was just flirting with him)" IS an acceptable white lie....unless if you're the best friend. 

This switches the purpose of lying from protecting your friend, to saving your back-end.

A white lie, in my book, is when your intentions are good and selfless. Only does it transform into a lie when the purpose is for your sole protection disregarding its effect on others. 

You, Mark Sanford, you. (of course he's not the governor of my home state <--lie)


Tuesday, April 13, 2010

"People's" pushing the truth.

I have a guilty pleasure. A weekly, guilty pleasure. Its name is...People magazine. I love seeing pictures of celebrities walking out of grocery stores, walking their dogs, strolling their children, you name it. People would be sad to loose my weekly business...but they're about to. 

For some reason, People has decided to lie. As I was reading an article about Kendra from the "Girls Next Door", I ran across a statement that said something along the lines of, "Kendra, who was a size 25 (in jeans) at her heaviest, felt nothing like herself when she put on the weight."

I thought I was reading an article about a celebrity new mom, not an article about eating disorders?

As if it couldn't get worse, another issue featured "brides that were going to shape up before their wedding day". The cover picture of this was certainly an overweight woman who looked like she needed to loose weight simply for her health. When I turn to the article itself and see the number by her that is her supposed weight, I couldn't believe my eyes. Apparently, at 5'6" she is 158 lbs. 

People. Really? I know plenty of girls around that weight and height and they look nothing alike. Truly.

Maybe the eating disorders aren't stemming from models in advertisements. Maybe they're stemming from an extremely popular magazine that makes girls think size 25 jeans and weighing 158 lbs is obese. 

Thursday, April 1, 2010

The Pursuit of Happiness

I always wonder when I come upon a stranger that is just plain rude...why? 

The other day I slowed and stopped for a man walking his dog in Highland park to cross the street, and he basically "shew'ed" me along as if I was holding him up. 
Again, as I was sliding through a completely impractical classroom of mine, my backpack knocked two pens off a girl's desk behind me. As I picked them up and returned them to her with a "sorry" and a smile...I was met with a curt "yeh, thanks" with no eye contact. 

I know we all have rough days and although we don't mean to, we might give a bad impression. However, I know many people who consistently are rude to strangers, friends, even waiters. (My exception is my Gradndfather, who is the sweetest man on earth, but because of age, will complain about every. last. thing. to a waiter or waitress. And I quote "May I get you a beverage, sir?" "Well damn, I just sat down how could I know what I want.")

I just wonder, if there would be any shift on the earth if all people were kind-natured. No unemployment? No wars? Not to sound like a communist but, hey, we're all just trying to get by.