Technology and Old People Who Are Angry and Hate It

Technology and Old People Who Are Angry and Hate It

   5/10/2015       Unknown

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We all know the type.

OKAY I FOUND THIS PICTURE AND I CAN'T STOP LAUGHING OH MY GOD

[credit to wonderful album of angry people]

I think, for the most part, social media can be good. I mostly use it for posting pictures of my cats, but to each their own. Social media, if used in the right way, can be used for great things.

So why do other generations hate it? Because they can't understand it? Because that's not what they grew up with? Because they're not used to change? Listen, I'm not used to change either, but you don't hear me protesting the death of Facebook or anything. You also don't see me getting angry over people not playing the original The Sims even though we all know The Sims 2 was probably the best.

It's just so silly that whenever someone whips out their phone (I know some of you were thinking I would say the other thing. I would very much like to say the other thing because I know I have a lot of friends who whip out the other thing and would love if I, Brianna the lesbian, just mentioned that for a second) under the age of twenty-five to send one stupid freaking text, you have someone over fourty making a joke about how us kids are 'addicted to technology'.

Why do people think new things are bad? New things can be good. New things also can be bad, but I think something that can let me talk to my out-of-state friends very quickly is a good thing. 

Yeah, some people use social media for terrible, terrible things. Some people also use it to stalk celebrities, (Yes, I did see Jack and Conrad's photo together. I am still very sad about the hiatus, but that cheered me up. A lot) but that's not the point here. The point is that we should all agree that social media is changing the world, and no, sending out a tweet every two hours about a member of One Direction isn't the start of the end of the world.

It's just another thing. Like the appliances in our house or cable television. It's not going to kill my generation, or your own. Just relax, sit back, let's turn on cable television on together, and be upset about how long it is until HTGAWM comes back. We can watch OITNB in just a few weeks together, though! Oh wait, you would actually need to know how to turn on Netflix for that. 

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Unexpected

Unexpected

   5/09/2015       Unknown

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So before I continue on where I left off with The L Word, I have to write this post. My head hurts and I keep getting cramps and chills but, hey, I'm not dead. Which means I can bring myself to listen to my computer make strange noises while my cat stares at me while I smash my keyboard looking for words to complete my thoughts.

Hey, was that depressing? Sorry. I don't think it's depressing anymore because my cat just came over to purr and stand on my chest like a lion. That's not depressing, it just hurts.

I spent all day today playing The Sims and painting. That was to be expected, of course. Now I'm going to watch The L Word after typing this and probably think about changing my blog's theme. That's to be expected. However, some things weren't expected.

Like this. This is Owen. Recent college graduate and recent father.

And that's his adopted daughter, uh, well, her name isn't important! 

DAISY. Her name is Daisy, that was very unexpected. 

Perhaps because whenever I think of Daisy, I think The Great Gatsby.

Personally, I don't really think I like unexpected things too much. I like to live my life in order, where I get to understand what's going on day after the other. It might be a taurus thing, or it might just be me. 

I loathe whenever someone wakes me up from a nap or something with news that we're going to see Unexpected Relative Who Hates Me Just As Much As I Hate Them for dinner or something. Like, we could have a much better time if we just stayed here with our sad noodles. Yes, sad noodles. Don't make that anymore perverted than you have to. 

Unexpected Relative Who Hates Me Just As Much As I Hate Them wants me to act like I'm happy to be there. They need to not tell me that every. single. time I see them. I'm like a cat- just leave me alone and sure, I'll knock some stuff down, but I'll be happier if you just let me come and go as I please, you know?

Unexpected Relative Who Hates Me Just As Much As I Hate Them asks me about any boys in my life with a wink. I say, "Nope," and Unexpected Relative Who Hates Me Just As Much As I Hate Them says something about how they want to see me have kids. I roll my eyes and wonder what is the most lesbian thing to do without, you know, actually saying I'm a lesbian. Because you know, Unexpected Relative Who Hates Me Just As Much As I Hate Them is homophobic.

Depressing, I know. Is this how it is for most of the black sheep of the family, too, though?

So where have we gone with this post? Well, unexpected things suck. Like, they can be considerably one of the worst things ever in this hellforsaken planet where apparently being mean to cats is okay by some people. 

The thing I want to point out is the fact that, despite unexpected things can suck so bad we just want to go into our rooms and only let in our cats, we gotta live through them. We can make it through our oatmeal bath wash spilling on the floor and Unexpected Relative. We can fight the world against dumb stuff that springs on us like mashed potatoes on a breakdancing lesbian! 

We will be victorious! We will be angry and nobody will expect it! We will be their headache on the summer day! We will not fail!

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For my LGBTQ followers...

For my LGBTQ followers...

   5/08/2015       Unknown

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First and foremost, I would like to type a bit about how the blogger app is a disgusting excuse for an app and how I sincerely wish it would go screw itself. I hate it, I hate it! It deleted the original content for this post twice! Not once, but twice! You sick piece of crap.

One of the hardest types of posts to write is the posts you can relate to. Because it's like, you want the audience to know you relate, but you don't want to reveal too much, you know? So this post is going to be difficult to write.

I think one of the things that hurts the most about being a member of the L part of the LGBTQ acronym is all the constant doubt. Especially from men. Men who think they can turn you into something you're not with just a few (silly) words. It never really stops, does it? It took you years to figure out who you are, and there's people who doubt you because you have long hair and enjoy wearing makeup. Go figure.

I get life can't be The L Word, but...

I think that's harder to deal with than those really religious people at times. I was reading a post about lesbians, and a bunch of angry men declared that all women were bisexual for men's pleasure, but none of them were lesbians, except for the butch ones. I rolled my eyes and realized that this was an actual line of thought in someone's mind.

Listen. If you are a member of the LGBTQ community, you don't deserve to feel ashamed of yourself. I don't care if you're out or not, because, hey, maybe you don't feel it's necessary to come out. That doesn't make your orientation or gender any less real. You can tell whoever you want to tell. That doesn't make you a bad person.

Nothing is wrong with being LGBTQ. It's as normal as being straight or cisgender. I think the people who treat it as a very unusual and bad thing are the problem.

We should be able to walk in a world where the only thing seen as unusual is the people who treat things like this that way. We should be able to walk in a world where we are safe from violence and mistreatment. We should not feel as if we are the things wrong in today.

Most importantly, I hope my generation is the generation we learn to stop being so awful to LGBTQ people. We aren't living in the past, we are making the future. Start acting like it. 

Also, I know that marriage is not the most important things about the LGBTQ community. It really isn't. It's just a small corner in a big part of the spectrum and there's bigger pieces that we should really focus on fixing. Like conversion therapy or the fact that it is actually legal to fire someone for being gay or transgender. But I really hope that for my USA-residents who are adults and LGBTQ readers who are in happy partnerships, you are able to get married really soon if you want to be! It's not legal in my state yet but soon, hopefully.

And to all my LGBTQ folks who are having a rough time, here.

I hope you all are having a nice night, though. 

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Inspirations in Life

Inspirations in Life

   5/07/2015       Unknown

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Hey, friends! I'm feeling a lot better today. I feel like I actually have the energy to write one of these things for real now.

So today a friend of mine mocked Mr Rogers and said his sweaters were boring. I started yelling at her, because his sweaters were perfectly fine. I will defend sweaters until the end, especially one that is just as important as his. Yes, I do think that people should look up to a man as great as him.

Fred Rogers has left a legacy. A true legacy.

So, this isn't a Fred Rogers appreciation post per say (although I could most certainly write one) but rather a post about inspirational people. 

See, I have a deep respect for people who have fought and clawed their way to be the person they are. Those people are some of the most inspirational people on the planet. The people who fought to get respect and fought for others are some of the people I really do look up to. 

People don't have to be famous or related to you to be inspirational. I think that some people that just commit random acts of kindness can be some of the most inspirational people ever. I have to be honest, I cry when I just see a nice post about someone online adopting a dog from the shelter that was just merely hours from being put to sleep or when they buy shoes or something for a homeless person. Yes, I am one big ball of feelings with too much hair, I know. Just don't tell anyone. 

But, if you want to know what kind of famous people I look up to, I look up to the ones who tell people to start going after their dreams. I look up to the ones who tell people what's wrong with the world. I look up to the ones who help people and try their very best to be nice. 

I think that you learn a lot about people when you find out who they look up to. I think it leads you to figuring out why they do some of the things they do. It's a great way to figure out who they are.

And, sometimes, just sometimes, their inspiration is a cat. I mean, my inspiration is a cat. My inspirations in life are very much my cats. They just know how to work things. 

Stay awesome!

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Chain E-mails from Years Ago Had a Point

Chain E-mails from Years Ago Had a Point

   5/06/2015       Unknown

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Well, first off, I have to write this quickly. I started this super, super late. So, if there's not any HTGAWM screencaps in this post, you'll know it's because I didn't have enough time to go find them. I'm sorry I suck.

Also I was trying to go back onto my email I had when I was a lot younger, but apparently since the world hates me I'm locked out of it. Go figure.

Now, I'm not talking about those chain emails that were like, "So-and-so didn't share this and their mother died..." because those are (and always will be) awful. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but for people with OCD, the world can seem like it is literally a bad chain email.

When I was younger, I used to get chain emails a lot. Some of them were like the one listed above, but others were really nice and positive.

Plus, some of them even included pictures of cats like this! What a bonus.

[image credit]

I think that those chain emails was the first thing that really struck me as a random act of kindness. My aunt used to send them to me all the time when she had dial-up Internet, which, as you know, image heavy things just don't load quickly on dial-up. She literally spent 3 hours sending chain emails with 50 images of cute animals to her family members about how she hopes they're having a great day.

See, I don't think being nice is hard. I'm not very nice myself, but I know that it's not hard to be nice to the people you truly care about. Sometimes, it just takes tagging them on something on Tumblr or just asking them how their day is going and listening to them.

I just wish life was one big chain email where we just were like, "Have a nice day! If you're not, here's a million dancing cats!" Unfortunately, it's not. So we sent it through email!

Tag Your Friend in a Dancing Cat Gif day should be an actual thing. It's a great random act of kindness.

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Why I Love..

Why I Love..

   5/05/2015       Unknown

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I have a bit of an apology for you if this blog post is a bit jumbled up. I want to watch The L Word and my mind is very, very focused on that. Still having a crummy time in the life of Brianna but I'll still drag myself out of my Depression Corner to write. 

I love a lot of things about life. I couldn't say this awhile ago, but I can say this now. It's not a lie anymore.

I do not love this guy, though, because he never got me ice cream.

Colton, I still want that ice cream.

100 things to love about life:

1. The Internet
2. The sound of cats purring
3. Amazing art
4. New life
5. Success
6. Good food
7. New friendships
8. Good hair days
9. The night sky
10. New music
11. Old music
12. Ice cream (I bet your friends will get you ice cream)
13. Old friends
14. Park walks
15. Light perfume
16. Video games
17. Good books
18. Season 1 of OITNB
19. Season 2 of OITNB
20. Probably Season 3 of OITNB too
21. Getting your friends hooked on TV shows
22. Baths
23. Night time
24. Windy days
25. Concerts
26. Staying up late 
27. When cats do that kneading thing
28. Season 4 of OITNB too most likely
29. Recovery
30. That day after you recover from a cold
31. Naps
32. Inspirational speeches
33. Inspirational people
34. Finding a lost pack of gum and having one piece left
35. Coffee
36. Tea
37. Candy
38. Murals
39. Feeling good about yourself 
40. The day you feel okay
41. When your dog actually listens to you
42. Cats playing with lasers
43. Lotions
44. Cute birthday cards
45. Good TV shows
46. My Mad Fat Diary, especially
47. Instagram photos on your newsfeed that aren't food
48. When that one couple stops making out in front of your locker when you're in high school
49. Tattoos
50. Hilarious Youtube/Vine videos
51. Getting good marks on assignments
52. Great soundtracks
53. Bike rides
54. Summer nights that aren't hot
55. Autumn
56. Snow
57. Flowers that don't die
58. Baby farm animals
59. Seeing someone you love succeed
60. Sales
61. Perfect eyeshadow combos
62. The food Combos in itself though
63. When your friend gets you ice cream
64. When you do so great even your cat wants to tell you
65. Scenery
66. Good plays
67. Funny Tweets
68. That feeling when you exfoliate
69. Cuddling
70. Holding hands
71. New headphones
72. Kissing people you actually like
73. New technology
74. A phone call from someone important
75. Watching fish in a tank
76. Painting
77. Drawing
78. Playing music
79. Showing music to other people
80. Sweaters
81. Good color schemes
82. Conquering your fears
83. Even eyeliner
84. Scars fading
85. Sunsets
86. Sunrises
87. Clouds 
88. When it's sprinkling
89. Watching heavy rain
90. Cute dog pictures from Tumblr
91. Ice cream
92. The moon cycle
93. Growing up
94. Not being scared of certain things anymore
95. Platonic friendships meaning a lot to you
96. Great writers
97. Great artists
98. Feeling good about yourself more and more each day
99. Waking up to breakfast

And finally, our favorite television pairings.

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Body Love

Body Love

   5/04/2015       Unknown

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I've had a pretty crummy day and I've been looking forward to writing this post. So there's that. 

Your body is important. Whether your body is frail and tiny, or curvy and large, it's a great body. 

Do you understand that, Rae Earl? Do you?

my mad fat diary though

I think that a lot of people have felt awful about their body at one point in time (especially girls) and it's so sad. It's sad to think about how some people just don't see their body as beautiful when it is, in fact, very beautiful.

I wish our world wouldn't flash around images about how we could just lose ten pounds and be worthy of love. I absolutely loathe that companies make money on our insecurity about our bodies. Why can't we be free to express our bodies how we please without some multi-million dollar company throwing the fact our thighs touch in our faces?

We need to stop this. We need to stop letting them win. We need to learn that we have a body that isn't going to be a photoshopped piece of art and we sure as hell need to stop looking at our bodies as flawed pieces of work. Newsflash, our bodies are not meant to look like the girls who grace the covers of magazines.

If you want to lose weight, do it safely. Don't do fad diets. Please, I'm begging you.

The bumps on our bodies don't make us worthless either. People have bumps, scars, and spots. Don't feel ashamed because there's a spot on your chin or a bump on your hand. I promise that whoever cares so much doesn't really matter in the first place.

It's a constant battle to feel good about ourselves, isn't it? We fight with the mirror and our tummy and wrap ourselves up in fear and sadness because of the mere thought of some mean person thinking about us in a rude way. It's toxic to ourselves. It's sickening how people can profit off this culture of body hate. They build us up just to tear us down. 

I'm just going to attach one of my favorite songs here for you guys. 

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