Tuesday, April 29, 2008

my best friend leslie said, "she's just being miley."

I don't really understand why everyone is flipping out about Miley Cyrus in Vanity Fair. So what, she's 15? I mean, there's other shit that she could have done, all of which, are even more worse than taking a "picture showing your back."

I mean, I don't think Miley Cyrus really that much of an idol... but then again, I'm not a 12 year old girl who is obsessed with her.

It's a photo, big deal. Disney is pissed that they didn't have any say in this, is what I've come to make out of it. They're angry that they don't have the reins 100% on their superstar.


Monday, April 14, 2008

to going against the grain, going insane, going mad.

When I was young, I thought that everything and anything was either right or wrong--you know, black or white. To me, there was no gray, because gray would cause confusion and conflict, and that was just not necessary. Wouldn't the world work like that... where there's only good and bad, and the bad things would know that they're bad?

As I grew older, I realized that this wasn't the case. You know. People have different opinions on what's right. Does the ends justify the means? Does the means justify the ends? Simple things like that.

If you and I don't agree on something, is it my obligation to try to persuade you into believing what I think? Do I owe it to myself or society to make you see my side? Or, does society just rest on knowing that people have different opinions? And doesn't want any more of that. It is just satisfied with that fact?

What's and where's the line?

It came across to me that no one has actually tried to make that part clear, yet.

This place we live in. Bad people don't actually think that they're doing bad. Nor, do bad people go around screaming, "LOOK AT ME. I'm the bad guy!" It just doesn't work like that. Which, makes me question the world in how we think and decipher things like this.

From my 19 years of living on this sheltered world, and (most likely the results of) being born into as the younger girl of an older brother... I've learned that the only way to have your voice heard, is to be persuasive.

The art of the debate, I guess.

As lame as that sounds, I feel like the most successful people in the world are those who are the most articulate. And also, the people who can give out the most compliments. In the most humble and sincere way possible, whether truthfully or not. Charismatic. Which leads to being forgiven.

Most of the time, I argue because I know I'm right and I want the other side to see it, logically. (Cocky right?) But, to me, I feel like it's regressive if people make nice and just accept what people say. You know, I don't see the point of being apathetic, when you can clearly have an opinion, etc.

I think it's a love/hate type of thing. People don't want to be told when they're doing something wrong. But, they don't want to be seen in the eyes of others, as being wrong.

It's a messed up crazy thing for me to try to put my foot into. But whatever. It's done.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

I feel as if you've hit rock bottom when you just don't care anymore.
Is that right?

Tuesday, April 01, 2008


If I don't get Dean's List this semester I might actually kill myself.