Personality: the Broken Record

Personality: The Broken Record

            Every time you ask for just a little piece, or something of minimal value, or even a favor, it’s never granted. Resistant until the end, these people are the very epitome of a selfish asshole. Like an IPod put on repeat they say the same things over, and over, no matter what pleas of assistance or favors you ask, they will continue to give you the cold shoulder. These people that I know will forever bother me until the end of my days on this earth.

            In my personal experience, being the middle child of three kids in a family of five I have had a lot of sharing to do in my life. So much so in fact, that it has practically become second nature and it has given me the actual values of things. It helps me get over losing something that I wanted, but didn’t necessarily need. Without even thinking I give away small things all the time, just recently I gave someone food that I bought and they couldn’t get because they didn’t have money. It didn’t seem like much from me but it actually made them really happy and thanked me for it. It’s a great quality to have because it gives a sense of reason and thankfulness for what you already have. What is a horrible quality to have is selfishness. The exact opposite of what I am. Now as always I’m nowhere near perfect and I still have my moments of selfishness if the desire is strong enough, but I’m talking moreover about those whose selfishness has practically become part of their essence and being. Codename: The Broken Record, because all they ever say is no. Either that or they just give a bunch of excuses as to why they need it more than you do, which is mostly made up bullshit just for the purpose of not sharing. It’s these people that make me so angry because they keep something so small and insignificant to their lives from people who could really use it. It seems so silly to be upset with those who ask for small favors and not want to share with them. Now it’s a different story if the person who is asking for something does so on the daily because then that’s just them taking advantage of the person who is giving. To me it seems so silly to not want to share something with someone because it will always no matter how small of a gift creates a bond with that person. It may be invisible, but both the giver and receiver can feel it no matter how small it is they subconsciously think about that connection. It feels good to receive from someone but it feels so good to give to someone on you own accord.

            I ask of all of you reading this to not be that person. Evaluate yourselves and see if you have indeed, received more than you have given and start to give if you haven’t already. Being selfish is a horrible thing and it’s a vicious cycle that will catch up to you eventually if you don’t stop. Because selfish people don’t turn out the greatest in the future. As always guys, Thanks for reading! Love you all. Peace!

Being Yourself: Your Hair

Being Yourself: Your Hair

            Many different people in the world. Many different hairstyles. It’s that simple. Yet many people in this world still find it weird to see hairstyles on people that they don’t like, a hairstyle that “doesn’t fit the regular mold” or “doesn’t look good on her/him”. These kind of remarks are for one thing, not necessary in the slightest, and two, none of their business as to what that person’s hairstyle looks like.

            When it comes to hair, I’m pretty sure that I have almost seen it all. I see people who dye their hair multiple colors and look like a unicorn threw up on their head (which I personally think is totally awesome and different because who doesn’t love unicorns?) I’ve seen from spiky Mohawks to bowl-cuts to almost any weird style you could imagine. I think it’s great that people love to express themselves through their hair although I’m not saying I’m a perfect human that doesn’t judge anyone ever.  I have seen some hairstyles that I don’t agree with as well, but I don’t make them feel like an outcast for it. Whenever I see a fun hairstyle or a hairstyle that’s far from the norm, I envy that persons confidence to go out and express themselves to that extent, because what I have found in almost all of these people is that they have reached a point of not caring what people think to the most extreme of levels. They have realized that it doesn’t matter what other people think of them, but of what they think of themselves, and if they like their hair that way, then you better be damn sure that’s how they’re gonna wear it. That mindset is perfect for everyday life and I wish that everyone had it because not only do they not care what others think but they rarely judge others for their decisions as well. To me that is a great way to go about life, not caring what others think as well as rarely ever judging others, because I feel like it just puts life into simpler terms and makes it easier to go along with your everyday lives. For me, I never really have any crazy new, fun, hip, cool etc. hairstyles but I do try to change the look every now and then, just for something different. Being yourself means having your own look and being your own you. I don’t think you’re being yourself if you’re not completely honest and look the way you want to look. It shouldn’t matter how others view you but rather, how you view yourself, and I think hair is a great way to express that. Hair color, haircut, hairstyle, or even no hair if that’s what suits you, I think you should try out something new and something you like, not what others around you think look good.

            I challenge all my readers to try something different and surprise those around you with your confidence, and your hair can help you out with that. Be different, be yourself, and be unique. As always guys thanks for reading! Love y’all! Peace. 

Being Yourself: Your Hobbies

Being Yourself: Your Hobbies

            Being yourself involves all that you are, all that you say, and all that you do. For me, I see that as all the activities one does for the pleasure of partaking in that said activity. One thing I can’t stand is the world deciding for you what activities are considered “cool” or even “normal”. Just because someone plays basketball or baseball, they are considered normal, but then when someone plays the Cello they are considered nerdy? Or perhaps someone ice skates, or even dances, they are constantly judged for what they do.

            I always here and say, do what you love, it will only make you better. This isn’t what everyone seems to think however. I see everywhere I go, judging eyes that cast down their look on someone who they think is lesser than themselves. To me that’s not fair, and for the most part, the reason they are glaring is because of what that person does, their hobbies, and what they love to do. I am a prime example of this because ever since I was in fourth grade, I have been in the team known as the Iowa Skippers. The Iowa Skippers is a jump rope team that does demonstration performances for schools across Iowa to promote the American Heart Association. Right off the bat you were thinking that this wasn’t ordinary weren’t you? It’s not necessarily your fault, society has hardwired out brains to subconsciously judge others without a second thought. Believe me I’ve been told many times already (directly to my face I might add) that being on a jump rope team is girly and stupid. Now I am not one to let peoples words get to me, and with this hobby it was generally easy to shut them up because of what I can do. I specifically remember a time in middle school when I was doing really well in the skippers, becoming one of their elite jumpers on the team and around the same time my school had just started a jump rope unit during gym along with other physical fitness activities. Prior to this time I had just recently admitted to people who didn’t already know that I was part of a jump rope team, to which their only replies were giggles, snorts of laughter and questions such as: “are you serious?” and “that’s so dorky”. I didn’t let any of that bother me, because the minute I showed them how I good I was they couldn’t talk because their mouths were dropped so low. It was such a satisfactory feeling to watch them stare in awe at all the tricks I could do, how fast I could jump and how many I could do in a minute if I really pushed myself. That was a moment where I knew I was being myself, and not surrendering to the pressures of the world. And I shoved it right back into their faces.

            I know I’m not the only one who has a weird talent or hobby, and I also know I’m not the only one who has taken some abuse for it. But what other people say doesn’t have to define what you do or who you are. Keep doing the things you love and someday it will be all worth it, it may not seem that way right now but I promise it will down the road. As always guys, Love you all. Peace!

Personality: The Cake Mix

Personality: The Cake Mix 

      We all know the type, the girl who walks around all prissy and posh thinking that she is more beautiful than anybody else and wears makeup all over her face. So much so, that she in fact looks like the top layer of a wedding cake. Codename: The Cake Mix.

     I don't know about y'all and what your opinions are about these kinds of girls and whether or not you might like them or find them attractive, but to me, if you are one of those girls that dresses up everyday and puts loads of makeup on and try really hard to look good and make all the other girls be envious of you with your natural beauty, there's about a 99% chanchance that I fucking hate you. Now I'm not necessarily talking about theit looks as a whole but I'm talking moreover of their state of mind, their attitude or personal if you will. I'm talking about the feeling they give off ad they walk past you in the hallway. For me it was always arrogance that I felt practically radiating off of these people. They knew they were beautiful (or handsome depending on your situation) and use it to get what they want. For instance, and I've seen this happen before, I know of a friend of mine who is a super nice guy, he is very laid back and funny and will take care of others when needed. He has a crush on another one of my own friends and she knows it. Instead of letting him down gently or even saying she might like him back, she chose to toy with his emotions. She flirts with him and leads him on into thinking that she might actually like him back and then she'll back off for a while. Meanwhile if she asks for anything he will give it to her, because of his good nature and wanting her to like him, she is using him to get what she wants and it sickens me to the core.

     I don't necessarily have an issue with the people that are very attractive, I have a problem with how they choose to conduct themselves and use these looks they've been given and use them in the wrong way. So for all of you out there who are considered Codename: The Cake Mix, as it represents the beautiful mess you are, you may go away know. Because we do not like you. As always guys, I love you! Peace.

Personality: The One Percent

Personality: The One Percent

            Confidence. Personality. Composure. Strength. These are all qualities that each and every one of us has inside them. Whether or not you choose to bring them up from the depths of your consciousness to come blooming into existence like a summer rose is up to you. For a very select few, these qualities seem to come naturally and take almost little to no effort to keep up a confident front. For many, many, many others this task seems almost impossible.

            For most people, the opportunity to become a confident leader and overall person has all but slipped away, down the riverbank of life and into the vast ocean where most societal dreams lie waste. They feel as if all strong personality has shriveled and died in their insides and has been all but forgotten. These people are about 99% of society and it’s up to the one percent of us to make this world interesting for the rest of us to possibly watch on the internet. These people, now codenamed: The One Percent, are what I think makes the world go round and makes life worth living. You obviously have seen the type, those who can get embarrassed and shrug it off like its nothing, the ones who do stupid stuff merely for others entertainment, and those who can hold their own in any conversation and make themselves and others feel just as important in the world. I strive to be one of these people, and in some ways, I’ve already reached it and in others, I’m nowhere close yet. I love to talk to people and make them feel welcome, I’m not afraid to look like an idiot for others, and I love to make people laugh and share what little talents I have. I’m also afraid of failure, like if I audition for a play at my school (which I do quite as often as I can) I worry about not getting a good part and wonder if it’s even worth auditioning at all. I’ve learned over the years however, that it’s best to not worry so much about such a trivial thing such as which part you make, because it’s better just to make the most of what you have and go with it. That happened last year with one of the plays, I got a very small part but then it turned out to be the best section of the entire show. The audience loved it and it was a great time. I was glad just to be a part of it.

            I ask all of you reading this to think about what I say, and see which kind of person you are, are you the quiet one, the shy, the invisible. I challenge you to be who you really are and show the rest of the world your confidence. I know you can do it and I believe in you. Peace to all of you! Love ya. 

Being Yourself: Your Music

Being Yourself: Your Music

            Music as we all know, changes the way we feel about the world in that single moment. That heart-piercing chorus line, the tear-jerking harmony, or the goose bump giving note that gives a shiver down your spine. Not everyone’s choices of music are the same, not everyone is going to like what you listen to and vice versa. Whether you are going to let that bother you or not is your own choice.

            Music to me is more than just a piece of notes and sounds placed together randomly with some lucky ones strung together to eventually strike our ears and grasp our attention. It’s a masterpiece in every form, in every style, I can tell this because no matter what style it is, from rigid and rough dubstep to smooth cleansing classical and to modern hip-hop songs that make you wanna get up and shake what your mama gave ya. Regardless of how universal and life-changing music can be to people, it’s not always used in the right way. People use it to get their points across which a lot of the times in newer songs isn’t the nicest message. Adults tend to see this as a recurring issue but there is something that their thick skulls just can’t seem to wrap around is the fact that young people nowadays, don’t even really listen to the lyrics all that much anymore. It may have been a big thing during our parents’ age when they were younger and filled with vivid life and laughter but not anymore, it’s mostly the beat that gets to most teenagers brains nowadays. Now all of these things said and done, the real issue, about your own music, shall now begin. I for one, have many songs that I like, and not all from the same kind of artist or genre, like many others who have a wide variety like I do. Then there are the others who do exactly that, stalk one type of music and play it into their headphones until they can’t hear anything but that music anymore ringing in their ears. People I can’t stand are those who judge a person just because they listen to a certain kind of their own personal masterpiece. Music is not something to judge someone’s character by, yet it happens all the time, someone who listens to hard rock is automatically a rough, gothic, skateboarding, hardcore person now. The girl who listens to classical is now considered a complete nerd and weird for having out-of-date music on her IPod. Or that guy who listens to techno and dubstep and electronic, is a crazy teen addicted to heavy beats who can hardly hear from blasting music all day. We build stereotype upon stereotype with no regard to how they even feel about that. I listen to all those kinds of music, and I refuse to let them set me apart.

            Today and for the rest of your life, I ask you to do the same. Do not let others tell you what you can and cannot listen to, because the music you like to listen to speaks to your soul and not theirs. Their souls can’t hear what yours is crying out while you listen the masterpiece. Sing to your own tune and dance to the rhythm of your own drum. You might just thank me later J Peace I love you all.