You're Not Blogging

Once again I will say it, if you read my blogs, you should understand that I try to keep them updated. I usually do, and if I don't then release a blog about why I didn't take the time to write a fully thought out blog. That is literally the least I expect from anyone I follow or anyone that follows me. A simple blog once in a while stating why you didn't update or why you couldn't do something. My weekly story for example, I don't always update it every week, it may take two weeks for me to get to it. When I do leave out a week though I usually apologize and say that I just couldn't do it for whatever reason.

Dirty Little Liars.

I had a rant awhile back about how a multitude of bloggers I follow do not update their blogs. It got through to a couple of them and they said they would make new blogs more frequently, one even said they would update everyday. Well it worked for about two weeks. I know you have laptops and Blogger is not disabled on them. Even the Blogger app for smart phones works, there is no reason to not update everyday.

All I've Done

This post was going to be a rant about how my heart gets the best of me and while I try to love, I'm only hurt even more. Well this is me saying that I don't want to talk about it. For the first time in my life, I feel like I've complained too much about this topic so I'm not going to say anymore about it. I'm going to exercise until I can't feel the pain.

Sanitation Emergency

There are sinks in most bathrooms for a reason. Everyone is expected to wash their hands after usage of the porcelain throne. I am a male, I pretty much have to handle myself everytime I use the bathroom, whether a urinal or the actual toilet. My hands will always need to be washed after use. What I don't get is how everyone else doesn't have this same mindset. When using a home bathroom compared to a public bathroom the rules are somewhat different. It's okay to skip out on washing your hands when at home in the private of your own house unless you have a guest. If you have a guest you should be required to wash your hands no matter what. The same applies if you are a guest, wash your hands. If you are alone, you are allowed to skip it. Everyday, I use the bathroom around 11:40AM, everyday I see guys walk in, use the bathroom, and walk out. The funny thing is, when they finish their business, they always speed out of the restroom in shame. They know they've done wrong.

Mandatory Blogging

In my photo class, my teacher is making us all blog about a topic. She doesn't understand what blogging is, it's not just writing about a topic, it's about displaying emotion and showing understanding. Not everyone can blog and it's made clear who that is through the system she has set up. She gives us a minimum word count and then gives us a question to answer. If you want to blog you have to understand that it's not just answering a question, you have to show emotion and give detail, it really bothers me that she advertises it as "Blogging".

Standard Standard Standard

Just because you say something is a standard does not make it a standard. Our marching band is not required to play at pep rallies, we do because we can, nothing more about it. Sitting in English today, I was not sure if we (as a marching band) were going to be playing at the pep session tomorrow because I could not remember, for the life of me, if we had played the previous years. Well this kid, let's call him Jack, we'll even give him a last name... how about Reynolds? Well this kid, Jack Reynolds, butted into my conversation and just flat out said "It's a standard for the Pride of (Insert School Name Here) to play at pep sessions." Well Jack.. No it's not, just because we do play does not mean we have to.

Relationship Troubles

I've been single for almost two weeks now. Ever since it was made public last week, I've been having more girls notice me. More girls have been talking to me. More girls have been flirting with me. Honestly I didn't think I was that attractive. Anyway, I'm tired of the girls just flirting with me, if you like me, tell me. Plain and simple. If I like you as much then we may have something to work with. One thing I will not do though... I will not take chances. I don't like rejection, nor do I take it well so if it's not a sure fire thing, I won't do it.

People, Strangers, Friends

I know people. I have friends. I see strangers. That doesn't necessarily mean I have to like them. I hate a lot of people. Some of them know who they are and understand what they've done to deserve my anger and distrust while others have no idea and insist on talking to me and acting friendly. Just because I have friends doesn't mean I have to like everything about them, it's good that they all have some great characteristics about them. Everyone has some trait they don't like and odds are, other people probably don't like it either. I have no idea why I posted this blog when I did, I was just sitting at home when a sudden wave of anger and hatred rushed over I guess. I'm mad at many things, people, actions, things... Mostly one person, but its enough hate to bring me to writing this.

Photographers

I'm in a photography class, I take pictures, I like them, I use an actual camera. I was sitting in English when this girl that I hate asks our teacher if she can take a picture. One, don't ever ask that, if you have to ask to take a picture it's going to turn out bad. Two, what? I hate people. Anyway, the teacher allowed it and she got her phone out and took a picture of a wall. Seriously? I have so many problems with this. One, even if you need it for an assignment, you never get your phone out during class. Two, when you are trying to take great pictures, Don't Use Your Phone! Three, It was a Wall! We have hundreds of walls that look the same! You just had to take a picture of this specific wall?! What?! The topic of this weeks assignment is freaking Iconic Images! How is this Iconic!? I Hate People!