Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Women are embarrassing

You see that title ladies? I'm talk about you this week. YES YOU! It's about to get as judge-y as a toddler girl's pageant up in this blog. I am sorry it had to come to this, but you brought it on yourselves. You're a bunch of wonton divas.....

 I can already hear the panties dropping... *shudder*
You ladies remember this CONVICT? Jeremy Meeks. Recently he was arrested for the third time. I'm not sure if you read that, or if you were drooling over that jail bait so I'll reiterate it: THIRD TIME. Anyway, his mug shot went viral and basically he's know as "That hot convict guy" or at least this is how I refer to him. Of course, the meme's are a'flowing which is awesome for me, because I can get a good laugh at this guy's expense.

This one seriously gets me. I thought I was going to pee my pants.
You heffa's went wild, and I don't know how many girls on my news feed swooned over that face. (I'm sorry I'm outing you, but seriously?). 14,000+ comments on this guy's mug shot, and for what? He's attractive? Let's just brush off the eleven felony charges he has hanging over his head, or the eleven years he's already spent in prison. One woman even said that someone should get him a modeling career, and we as Americans should help him. Um no... I don't feel the need to be responsible for this douche.
Searching 'Thirsty' is hilarious.
Where is my help with college? Where is my career after I graduate? Is America going to provide that for me? Fuck no! Then why should I give this Knucklehead a chance? Just because he's hot? This is seriously laughable. Because this guy is attractive he should be allotted everything in life despite his rap sheet? I don't think so. Now, I'm not saying that because this guy is a criminal he forfeits basic rights as a citizen. I'm saying HE SHOULD NOT BE TREATED DIFFERENTLY BECAUSE YOU THINK HE LOOKS GOOD. Keep it in your fucking pants. I'm sure he'd stab you in the neck and run off with all your money in two seconds flat, and then you have no one to blame but yourself.

He's a known member of the Crips. A gang member. I'm sure he did something horrible to someone to earn that tear drop, and for a pretty face it's all okay? I just don't understand. There are guys who would lay down their lives for you, and you're spending time salivating over a man who beat up a 16 year old kid. You should be ashamed. This is a disgrace. It makes me embarrassed to be a woman.

P.S. He is married so you don't have to slip on your negligee when you go for a conjugal visit.

P.P.S. Thirsty means desperate..... Just in case you're not familiar with ebonics.

I'm off my soap box. Until next time~

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Updates: Three Big Things

Hello everyone! I survived Junior Year! Now I'm going into my senior year, and then big girl life starts which is terrifying!!! Also, I have fallen in love with the exclamation point, which I'm sure I used a million times in my old posts. However, the love has grown like an annoying tumor pressing on my excitement gland! That's a thing, right?

Anyway, I am alive and well and I want to get back into the swing of things. Hopefully I can set aside being lazy and actually start updating on Wednesdays again. So before we get into more craziness I have some updates to share with you all.

1. We moved to a nice apartment

The Hatman and I on the stairs of our loft.
I only posted one blog after we moved, and I never actually mentioned moving as far as I know. I love our new place! It's a loft (so chic) and there is a lot more room. My fiancé (I'll get to that in a sec) and I are not clambering over each other to get to places in the house, and the best part is.... NO MORE LEAKY ROOF! Hah! It's the best perk of the whole place! I never feel like my ceiling is going to fall in on me. Honestly, everything about this place is better, except for our weird neighbors. Can't win them all I guess....

2. We got a new dog

She's not quite sure how to dog....
 This is sort of a bitter sweet thing. We rescued a Lab/Golden Retriever mix in February. Her name is Raven and she's just over a year old. This dog is a pain in my rear.... I'm more than willing to bet that she's not all there mentally, because she does just the strangest things and her mannerisms are very particular. She has made a relatively good addition to our little family, and we do love her very much even if she's constantly touching you no matter what you're doing. Always touching you. Always.... I really don't think you understand when I say 'always'.

3. I got engaged

Dis' be my rock.
My boyfriend asked me to marry him when we were on vacation in Austin! It was really sweet and private. He asked me at the Zilker Park Botanical Gardens. It was beautiful, and he was nervous and shaking the whole time. I cried like a baby for about twenty minutes. It was kind of funny, because we couldn't find the gardens at first. It took us an hour before we finally figured out that our GPS is half retarded. Anyway, I was SO HANGRY by the time we got there, and I was in the worst mood. He did a really good job of turning it around. I'm sure slapping a ring on any girl's finger would make them forget all their troubles for a moment or two. Plus, he took to me to swanky restaurant for lunch where they make their own home brew. I am very excited to start a new chapter with him, and be Mrs. Holland!

So anyway, those are the three big things that have happened since I last had the time and the brain power to blog. I am very excited to get into this again! I always miss being creative, or sharing my thoughts. I apologize for the lack of witty metaphors and what not, but I promise I'll bring my 'A' game next time. This was more about catching up with my life....

HAVE A GREAT WEEK!

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

A Touchy Subject

So I've already given the warning via Bekah the Blogger? about the topic this week, and I know that it might cause some backlash, but this is my blog and my opinion.

Now, with the recent events and the loss of a friend, I just figured I'd share my opinion on Suicide. I WILL NOT be talking about this person. There is no need to dig into those wounds, but this will shed a little more light on my life and the person that I am today.

So this is your last chance to turn back.....

For the few of you who know me outside of work or have grown up with me, more than likely know about my past and know that I am a victim of suicide. Now, obviously, I didn't commit it, but I lost my father as a very young child. I've had to deal with that every day of my life, and so from there I've formed my own opinions about someone taking their own life.

I'm not saying I'm not guilty of those awful thoughts, and for a long time I suffered from depression. The best part of that, is that you can't get any worse emotionally than where you are, so all progress, if any is usually positive, unless you make that fatal choice.

But, I digress....

Suicide, to me, is an extremely selfish act. People do not realize the kind of pain they inflict on those around them when they take their own lives. Often, they think that the world would be better without them, but it's worse. I have to admit, that I'm fairly calloused to the notion, and I have no tolerance for it. It's not even something that I shed tears over anymore, because it just lights a fire inside my heart. And, for those of you suffering, my heart hurts FOR YOU, but only for you, because seeing you all in pain is something that could have been prevented.

I remember being a child and having so many questions. Attending your father's funeral is not something you plan to do until you are much much older. I'm sure you all have questions too, and you feel helpless. I know I did. I didn't understand why he didn't just reach out and ask for help. It's as easy as that for some us. I am so thankful for my mother. She has really been nurturing about it, and did her best to explain these concepts to a child who had life sucker punch them.

I feel like as humans we ask ourselves why we didn't notice there was an issue before, but I can speak from experience, there are rarely signs. We all know that people go through hard times, and we understand that, but at the end of the day the majority of us would never think to go the extreme and just end it all. I think we carry some guilt with us to after these things happen. We always kick ourselves, and ask "Why didn't I answer that phone call? Was I really that busy?" or "Why didn't I check in more often? Why didn't I try harder?" Don't carry that with you. It's not your fault. You did what you could, and you should take solace in that.

I can also say that suicide is premeditated for the most part. People just don't go and off their selves all willy nilly. I know when I was going through my rough period that it was always on my mind. It was always there in the back of my head like a friendly reminder. Granted, now I just look at it as a cop out, at the time it just seemed like a backup plan. I remember I went to school with a girl who always made 'attempts' and I used to loathe her with every fiber of my being, because I'm sure it was just for the mounds of attention she'd get when she got back to school. I think I may of told her once, that if she really wanted to do it, it would be over with. Mind you, this was during my dark days, so seeing her act like a dumb ass didn't sit well with me.

I also think that this isn't something we need to be sharing on social media. I understand that you all are sad, and you are hurting. I know you want to get feelings out, and reach out to one another, but do it in real life. This is the time where we see who loves who. Not only that, but you will be dealing with the nosy fucks who don't care about you're feelings. They're just in it for the juicy gossip, and the drama of the moment. Trust me when I say you don't want to explain the situation to them, and it's none of their fucking business anyway. It is a private business. It is OUR business. Keep it safe.

Now that I've sort of vented, let me end on the small positive note that comes with death. Death brings us together. We may have holes in our hearts, but we fill them with the love and community that sprouts in the ashes that the wildfire of death brings. I love you all very much, and again it bring me to tears to see you all hurting so bad. But, know that I am here for you, just like my mother was there for me.

So keep your head up. The days will get better. They always do. If you are hurting, ask for help. Someone will always be there when you fall.