Monday, December 21, 2009

My pet peeves

My friends and I were talking about our pet peeves and I realized I had so many. So, I thought I would list some. This is kinda like what I learned, I learned all the things that people do that I hate..
I hate when people walk extremely slow in front of you...I hate when people say "i love you" after meeting you once, or when they clearly don't even know you enough...I hate girls that are dumb bitches and whores...I hate when girls think they are hot shit...I hate when people act tooo nice, its fucking weird and inhumane...I hate when your friends act soo sketchy...I hate liars and fake people(obviously)...I hate when your on the bus or train and a person squeezes into a spot that is clearly too small for their fat ass...I hate when people ask who you are texting...I hate when people join fan groups on facebook...I hate that I sometimes join fan groups on facebook...I hate how snow in the city turns into dirty slush in a matter of hours...I hate people who are always offended...I hate when people just stare at you with a blank expression...I hate when your friends say awkward things like ...I hate when guys lie about hooking up with girls...I hate PDA...Did i mention I hate WHORES, and those whores who think they are playing guys...no you are getting played you dumb fucking bitch. I think if i mention anything else i hate I am going to go insane.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Why I go to parties...

This weekend I learned why I actually go to parties. I realized how I love going to see my friends, when you go to a party and see your friends who you havent seen in a while its the best feeling. I realized that hooking up at parties is fun, but nothing is more fun, then just letting yourself go, with the people that don't want anything more from you than your presence. They aren't being nice to you because they want to get with you, but they are watching out for you and just want to talk and laugh with you. Sometimes I feel like i don't know who my real friends are, but when nights when your around all your friends and you can't help but smiling and laughing, and not having to try to keep a conversation going, it naturally just flows. Those are the people I want to spend my time with, not people who think they are soo cool or guys that think they are hot shit. But my friends, and this weekend i really appreciated them and realize why I go to parties, so I can see all of them.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

What I learn

My blog is going to be what I learn being I'm 16 and living in NYC everyday or week I learn something new. These things I learn really help me shape who I am because they are things you have to experience, not just open a text book about. The first thing I'll share that I learned not just today, or this week, but over the last few month. I learned that everyone has a story. Everyone acts a certain way for a reason, its not just because their bitchy or mean or too nice or unemotional; however you judge people its because something with in them really has either helped or traumatized them. That girl that is a "slut" most of the time has been that way because of their family life. Maybe they were raped, molested by a family member, never given attention or whatever it may be, that is what is making them that way. We can't just judge people because we look at them and say prude, whore, ugly because no one is ever completely happy with themselves, and are always searching for something deeper. You might think someone is ugly, but someone will think they are beautiful because of who they are not just what you see.

I am not going to sit here and say I never judge people, but in most cases I try to give them a chance, try to understand them. And even if you don't like them once you get to know them, at least you tried and at least you may have learned why they are emotional, because no one is easy to figure out. Everyone's fighting a hurt inside them that they are trying to disprove. I sound mad philosophical and I don't know why. Maybe because not a lot of people try to figure out my story, people just assume. And no one sits with me and ask's why i am a certain way(besides my close friends) and it makes me wonder why people think I act certain ways. Some people say I don't have anything wrong with me, yet they have no idea.

Over all I am just saying I know that everyone has a story and its our job to release them.
This is the first of my many "things i learned" i will share with you.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Fake people

I hate that people are so fake. That so many people you think are your friends aren't. I hate when people act like they love you so much and then do the grimmest shit. Whatever, I guess its better to learn now who my friends are before they can fuck me over anymore.