If I bite my tongue any longer it is going to fall off.
It kills me to sit here while I watch people around me make stupid mistakes.
And it's not as if it is one person in particular... so many people that I care about seem to be doing or saying things that could potentially be detrimental. I wish I could let these people see themselves from my perspective, just for a day. Let them see how their actions and words are affecting the people around them.
It was bad enough when it was just one or two people doing stupid things, but the numbers just seem to escalate. I wish I could write next month's horoscopes or something... warn people of the danger ahead.
I know they say hindsight is 20/20... but I'm about ready to step in...
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
To Say Or Not To Say...
Sometimes I feel so useless. There are so many times I wish I could stick my nose into other people's business and put in my two-cents worth. Sometimes I really wonder, if I did, would it make a difference? Could I be the one deciding factor that changes the outcome of the situation?
I wonder how much my opinion really matters to some people. Do my words ever have a lasting effect on someone? People tell me things all the time, but I can't help but wonder if they are just telling me because they need to tell someone.... anyone.... or because they truly value my opinion and advice.
I'm not the worldliest person, and while I've had my share of problems in life, there are so many things I haven't experienced yet. But I still have my opinions. I could debate pretty much anyone on pretty much anything. I know that I'm still young, but I think I can hold my own when it comes to certain topics.
I've been holding my tongue a lot lately and I don't know how much longer I can keep it up. I know that I'm right... and I am so strong in my beliefs... but is it my place? I don't want to get someone mad at me for getting involved in things that don't concern me.
My entire world could fall apart at any moment. What if I wait too long? What if I'm too late? And what if I say something in time, but shouldn't have... and end up making everything else worse?
I wonder how much my opinion really matters to some people. Do my words ever have a lasting effect on someone? People tell me things all the time, but I can't help but wonder if they are just telling me because they need to tell someone.... anyone.... or because they truly value my opinion and advice.
I'm not the worldliest person, and while I've had my share of problems in life, there are so many things I haven't experienced yet. But I still have my opinions. I could debate pretty much anyone on pretty much anything. I know that I'm still young, but I think I can hold my own when it comes to certain topics.
I've been holding my tongue a lot lately and I don't know how much longer I can keep it up. I know that I'm right... and I am so strong in my beliefs... but is it my place? I don't want to get someone mad at me for getting involved in things that don't concern me.
My entire world could fall apart at any moment. What if I wait too long? What if I'm too late? And what if I say something in time, but shouldn't have... and end up making everything else worse?
Monday, November 5, 2007
Procrastination...
I am the master of procrastination. If they gave out an award, it would be mine. But I wonder... what really qualifies as procrastination?
Facebook. Facebook would have to be the deadliest method. It's so easy to spend hours on there and not even realize how much time has gone by. Suddenly, it's 3 a.m. and your assignment is now due in 5 hours. But have you started yet? Oops.
Downloading music. You remember the name of that hilarious 90's dance song that you haven't heard in years and you know you won't be able to focus on anything else until you listen to it. And, no way! They sing that song too? I love that song!
MSN. The wonderful, amazing, and beautiful contraption on the computer that allows you to chat with people from all over the globe. At any time of day. Especially when your head hurts from reading your textbook for too long. What better way to unwind then to find out what's been going on in the lives of everyone else? Even if they happen to live down the hall and you spend every other waking moment with them... ahem.
Reading. This is my big one. I love nothing more than to curl up with a good book. The problem for me is that I don't even feel guilty doing it. I have managed to convince myself that reading is a perfectly respectable way to spend my time. No matter what assignment I'm putting off at the time.
Napping. A deadly yet highly necessary habit. The deadly part is if you don't set an alarm. Missing classes, dinner, and imperative homework time can lead to your downfall. However, it can be crucial to nap. Especially if you stayed up until 3 a.m. the night before doing an assignment.
Blogging. Oh crap...
Facebook. Facebook would have to be the deadliest method. It's so easy to spend hours on there and not even realize how much time has gone by. Suddenly, it's 3 a.m. and your assignment is now due in 5 hours. But have you started yet? Oops.
Downloading music. You remember the name of that hilarious 90's dance song that you haven't heard in years and you know you won't be able to focus on anything else until you listen to it. And, no way! They sing that song too? I love that song!
MSN. The wonderful, amazing, and beautiful contraption on the computer that allows you to chat with people from all over the globe. At any time of day. Especially when your head hurts from reading your textbook for too long. What better way to unwind then to find out what's been going on in the lives of everyone else? Even if they happen to live down the hall and you spend every other waking moment with them... ahem.
Reading. This is my big one. I love nothing more than to curl up with a good book. The problem for me is that I don't even feel guilty doing it. I have managed to convince myself that reading is a perfectly respectable way to spend my time. No matter what assignment I'm putting off at the time.
Napping. A deadly yet highly necessary habit. The deadly part is if you don't set an alarm. Missing classes, dinner, and imperative homework time can lead to your downfall. However, it can be crucial to nap. Especially if you stayed up until 3 a.m. the night before doing an assignment.
Blogging. Oh crap...
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Why Do Some People...
Why do some people feel the need to say the first thing that pops into their head?
No matter how inconsiderate, hurtful or just plain mean your thoughts can be, why do some people feel the need to blurt them out? How can they possibly believe that their two-cents worth is somehow adding to the situation? I don't understand people who feel the need to ridicule others or put them down purely for the sake of conversation. Anyone who talks just to hear themselves speak should learn to keep quiet. Chances are, they'd learn a lot more just by listening.
Why do some people feel that their right to make noise supersedes another's right to quiet?
While I am guilty of listening to music with my door open, I would never continue to do so if someone told me that my music was disrupting their studying or their sleep. And I would never blast my music after quiet hours, especially around exam time. I get it... why is it that so many people missed that memo? Running screaming down a hallway at 3 o'clock in the morning isn't necessary ever. Neither is banging on the doors of people that you don't know just to see who lives there or running away as soon as they answer. And neither are Halloween decorations that scream whenever someone steps on it. Because that wouldn't be enticing to some drunken college student at all hours of the night... No, no. Let's just leave it on all night and see what happens.
Why do some people act like complete jerks to people that they barely know?
I have never understood judging a book by its cover, and I've never understood how anyone could gain an opinion of someone based on a first impression. Some of the best people I know constantly complain about how they are 'forgettable' or that they make a bad first impression. While it is understandable to feel that way, especially for those who are shy, but that doesn't make it okay to judge them or dismiss them immediately after meeting them. And I absolutely cannot fathom people who are just plain rude to someone they don't know. I'm not sure if the bullying is a warped method of flirting or what, but it doesn't make sense either way.
As I'm sure you can tell, I'm having an issue with people in general tonight. My apologies for the rant.
No matter how inconsiderate, hurtful or just plain mean your thoughts can be, why do some people feel the need to blurt them out? How can they possibly believe that their two-cents worth is somehow adding to the situation? I don't understand people who feel the need to ridicule others or put them down purely for the sake of conversation. Anyone who talks just to hear themselves speak should learn to keep quiet. Chances are, they'd learn a lot more just by listening.
Why do some people feel that their right to make noise supersedes another's right to quiet?
While I am guilty of listening to music with my door open, I would never continue to do so if someone told me that my music was disrupting their studying or their sleep. And I would never blast my music after quiet hours, especially around exam time. I get it... why is it that so many people missed that memo? Running screaming down a hallway at 3 o'clock in the morning isn't necessary ever. Neither is banging on the doors of people that you don't know just to see who lives there or running away as soon as they answer. And neither are Halloween decorations that scream whenever someone steps on it. Because that wouldn't be enticing to some drunken college student at all hours of the night... No, no. Let's just leave it on all night and see what happens.
Why do some people act like complete jerks to people that they barely know?
I have never understood judging a book by its cover, and I've never understood how anyone could gain an opinion of someone based on a first impression. Some of the best people I know constantly complain about how they are 'forgettable' or that they make a bad first impression. While it is understandable to feel that way, especially for those who are shy, but that doesn't make it okay to judge them or dismiss them immediately after meeting them. And I absolutely cannot fathom people who are just plain rude to someone they don't know. I'm not sure if the bullying is a warped method of flirting or what, but it doesn't make sense either way.
As I'm sure you can tell, I'm having an issue with people in general tonight. My apologies for the rant.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Residence...
Oh Residence, you are my home away from home. If you could call Residence a home. Every so often I catch myself referring to my cubicle-sized dorm room as "home." What a depressing concept.
Now don't get me wrong, there are many perks to living here. No parents, for example. The two minute walk to classes isn't too shabby either. I also managed to get on the same floor as two of the greatest girls you could ever meet. But consider this:
Of the 40-something people living on my floor, 26 of them are only 17 years old. Thankfully, unlike a certain other floor I can often be found on, they are a quiet bunch of 17 year olds. But it leaves me feeling as if maybe I am getting a little too old for the Residence lifestyle. I feel that way until I realize how many people in Residence are old enough to be my parents.
For example, there is a certain man with a certain highly entertaining name who is old enough to be my father, and yet lives on the most immature floor in the building. First of all, what could have possibly been going through the minds of the staff when they allowed a man who is in his late 40's to live in a college Residence? And secondly, what kind of man in his 40's would want to live on a floor with a bunch of 17 year olds? Certainly not one with good intentions, I presume.
Maybe the whole situation is just beyond my comprehension because I'm having trouble relating to people three years younger than me. Living with a bunch of kids 20 years younger than me would feel an awful lot like babysitting. Not exactly the ideal living situation.
Now don't get me wrong, there are many perks to living here. No parents, for example. The two minute walk to classes isn't too shabby either. I also managed to get on the same floor as two of the greatest girls you could ever meet. But consider this:
Of the 40-something people living on my floor, 26 of them are only 17 years old. Thankfully, unlike a certain other floor I can often be found on, they are a quiet bunch of 17 year olds. But it leaves me feeling as if maybe I am getting a little too old for the Residence lifestyle. I feel that way until I realize how many people in Residence are old enough to be my parents.
For example, there is a certain man with a certain highly entertaining name who is old enough to be my father, and yet lives on the most immature floor in the building. First of all, what could have possibly been going through the minds of the staff when they allowed a man who is in his late 40's to live in a college Residence? And secondly, what kind of man in his 40's would want to live on a floor with a bunch of 17 year olds? Certainly not one with good intentions, I presume.
Maybe the whole situation is just beyond my comprehension because I'm having trouble relating to people three years younger than me. Living with a bunch of kids 20 years younger than me would feel an awful lot like babysitting. Not exactly the ideal living situation.
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Pay Attention To Me...
Self-worth is a something to consider. What makes us feel that we are good enough? When is anything ever good enough? We need to take the time to sort out how we are feeling, what we are feeling and why we feel that way. Maybe it's a grade on a paper, achieving a goal, or maybe its getting attention from the one person we need attention from that makes us feel good about ourselves.
Getting attention is another thing to consider. Why do we crave it so much? What is it about the approval of others that satisfies us? For myself, I cannot be alone. My strongest desire in life is attention from others. Not to say that I'm running around, waving my arms, and screaming "Look at me! Look at me!" Not so much. Rather, I simply need people around me in order to feel good about myself. But not just anyone will do. I do not wish to have large amounts of 'friends.' Instead I crave the more intimate relationships. I would rather have a small handful of best friends than a roomful of acquaintances.
But what I want to know is why it is that we can't be alone. I want to know why we need to have that second opinion, that person by our side in order to be content in life. Why are we so afraid of ourselves that we will do whatever it takes to keep from being alone?
Getting attention is another thing to consider. Why do we crave it so much? What is it about the approval of others that satisfies us? For myself, I cannot be alone. My strongest desire in life is attention from others. Not to say that I'm running around, waving my arms, and screaming "Look at me! Look at me!" Not so much. Rather, I simply need people around me in order to feel good about myself. But not just anyone will do. I do not wish to have large amounts of 'friends.' Instead I crave the more intimate relationships. I would rather have a small handful of best friends than a roomful of acquaintances.
But what I want to know is why it is that we can't be alone. I want to know why we need to have that second opinion, that person by our side in order to be content in life. Why are we so afraid of ourselves that we will do whatever it takes to keep from being alone?
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
That's What Friends Are For...
Friends are a funny thing. Everyone has at least one person in their life that they can confide everything in. Some people are lucky enough to have large groups of people in which they can share their intimate details and stories with.
Sometimes friendships turn out badly. There could be a fight, a misunderstanding, or simply lack of trying. Moving away, making new friends, being busy with other aspects of life can all be factors in friendships going sour. The worst way for a friendship to end is "breaking-up." But sometimes, it's the only way to go. Things can build up, issues are not discussed, you begin to overanalyze things said or done, start testing that person's loyalty, try out new friends, or simply just stop calling. Eventually one of you will get fed up enough to end it once and for all. The worst is when it is unexpected. This is the fault of the one who didn't bring it up when things first started to go badly. Often, it's for the best. Eventually you both realize that neither of you were gaining anything from the relationship, and will indeed become better, stronger people on your own.
Friendships, to me, are nothing to be taken lightly. My friends are my family, just as my family members are my friends. I tend to share everything with everyone. Which is probably why I find it so difficult to understand people who prefer to keep everything to themselves. I absolutely have a respect for people who don't go around telling everyone everything, and I have even more respect for people who can truly keep a secret. However I have come across people who will not tell you anything about them unless you drag it out of them to the point where it almost becomes painful.
I am one of those people who like to be kept in the know. I tell my friends seemingly meaningless details about my day because I want them to know that I am not keeping anything from them. I am an open book to the people I love, which is how I like it, because when I need advice or someone who understands, I know that there are people out there who know exactly what it is that I need. I consider myself incredibly lucky to have the people around me that I do. I strive to keep positive, intelligent, mature people around me who actually like me for who I am.
In return, I love my friends for who they are. I adore their quirks, their faults, the little things that separate them from everyone else. I hope I have managed to become a person who can be trusted and confided in. I am definitely equipped with my own personal set of quirks, experiences and faults, but I do not feel that they have held me back in any way. On the contrary, I feel that if I were just like everyone else, I would become boring. Obsolete. A "been there, done that, got the t-shirt" type of person. I am who I am, and people need to accept that. Thankfully, there are people who have, and I love them for it.
Sometimes friendships turn out badly. There could be a fight, a misunderstanding, or simply lack of trying. Moving away, making new friends, being busy with other aspects of life can all be factors in friendships going sour. The worst way for a friendship to end is "breaking-up." But sometimes, it's the only way to go. Things can build up, issues are not discussed, you begin to overanalyze things said or done, start testing that person's loyalty, try out new friends, or simply just stop calling. Eventually one of you will get fed up enough to end it once and for all. The worst is when it is unexpected. This is the fault of the one who didn't bring it up when things first started to go badly. Often, it's for the best. Eventually you both realize that neither of you were gaining anything from the relationship, and will indeed become better, stronger people on your own.
Friendships, to me, are nothing to be taken lightly. My friends are my family, just as my family members are my friends. I tend to share everything with everyone. Which is probably why I find it so difficult to understand people who prefer to keep everything to themselves. I absolutely have a respect for people who don't go around telling everyone everything, and I have even more respect for people who can truly keep a secret. However I have come across people who will not tell you anything about them unless you drag it out of them to the point where it almost becomes painful.
I am one of those people who like to be kept in the know. I tell my friends seemingly meaningless details about my day because I want them to know that I am not keeping anything from them. I am an open book to the people I love, which is how I like it, because when I need advice or someone who understands, I know that there are people out there who know exactly what it is that I need. I consider myself incredibly lucky to have the people around me that I do. I strive to keep positive, intelligent, mature people around me who actually like me for who I am.
In return, I love my friends for who they are. I adore their quirks, their faults, the little things that separate them from everyone else. I hope I have managed to become a person who can be trusted and confided in. I am definitely equipped with my own personal set of quirks, experiences and faults, but I do not feel that they have held me back in any way. On the contrary, I feel that if I were just like everyone else, I would become boring. Obsolete. A "been there, done that, got the t-shirt" type of person. I am who I am, and people need to accept that. Thankfully, there are people who have, and I love them for it.
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