Thursday, February 27, 2014

The Downfall of Juan Pablo

This season, I became an avid watcher of the Bachelor. I know that people have been obsessed with this show for years, but this is the first time I have really become engulfed in it. The reason I really started having an obsession was the gorgeous male specimen that was the Bachelor: Juan Pablo Galavis. 

Exhibit A:

Exhibit B: 

So, we have established that he is very attractive. And that held my dying devotion for a while...but...that's about where his list of good qualities ends. 

Let's face it Juan Pablo is a douche. In the end, it's rumored he picks Nikki over Crazy Clare, but it's also rumored that he chooses no one and is now with some girl named Mayra..someone not on the Bachelor. Just showing that Juan Pablo did the show for the "fame"...which is ending up not to be fame that is going to his favor.

In the end of all this, Juan Pablo is known for being a homophobic man, a sleaze ball, and just honestly really dumb.

That's Juan's biggest downfall...he has no intelligence. None. He says nothing but "It's okay." I understand that English isn't his first language, but that is not an excuse to be dumber than a sack of potatoes. Girls need someone who intellectually challenges them a bit (boys, take note.) This guy...there's nothing. 

On all the dates, about the only thing that happens is making out. Go to dinner, make out. Play baseball, make out. Roll down a hill in a giant ball, make out in the ball. He didn't care if he got to know these girls. One of the only lines I can actually remember him saying is, "______ is a really good kisser." But he also wanted to set a good example for his daughter, ya know? So he couldn't make out with a girl...but then made out with every other girl. Think about how gross that is...if you're the last girl, you've swapped spit with every other girl that night too.

Juan uses SO MANY EXCUSES. English isn't his first language. He wants to set a good example for Camilla.  But as a father, the only example you are setting for your daughter is in order for a man to fall in love with you, you will have to go on a game show with thirty other women. That's what you deserve, princess. This show (no matter how addictive) is not an organic way to find love...it's completely artificial. As a father, you should prove to your daughter that she deserves all the attention in the world...not be split among a bunch of other thirsty girls.

He also places blame on everyone but himself. It was Clare's fault what happened in the ocean. If Andi had asked to stay (which clearly she would never have done), he just wouldn't have let her stay. He tries to play the victim in everything...take some responsibility. Aren't you supposed to be a man? But he's all about the "honesty"...


And let's be honest, people who go on this show have to be defective in their lives. Why would a man who looked like this be single if he was intelligent, deep, kind, etc? He wouldn't be. And if he wanted a relationship for that matter. It is very obvious to see he is not interested in a serious relationship. He would have tried to really get to know the girls more if that had been the case. I learned more about these girls by their bios and lines under their names than anything Juan Pablo uncovered.

While I am not "Team Andi" per say, (I don't really want her to be the next Bachelorette), she was completely right about everything she said about him. Some people say it was mean, but Juan Pablo has nothing we should feel sorry about. It really helped me see..."Wait, yeah, she's right...he hasn't said anything besides, 'It's okay.'" And to a man who talks about a date with another woman to you...that is not right in any sense of the word or idea. No...just no. Let's say you're kind of talking to this guy, and he tells you about how another girl stayed over, and they just had a grand old time. Ew...he clearly is lacking every brain cell a human may need. He even sent a girl home on her birthday...like he didn't even try to find out if it was her birthday. 

I think Juan Pablo just goes to show that looks are not everything...or anything. He has the looks of a god...but his personality is a joke. And it's good that TWO girls realized that and dumped him. Boys like this are just a waste of space in the world. Beautiful appearances and then hollowness inside.

Juan...if you had only kept going as strong on the inside as your physical facade seemed to show. 
#kbyeJuanPablo

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Saturday, February 15, 2014

The Pressures of Being a 21st Century Young Adult

Hi y'all. I know it's been a while since I wrote on my beloved blog...poor little guy. Just with the wifi issues in my dorm...it's almost impossible to get anything done, let alone a blog post. But here I am, so yeah, let's go.

I was watching the Iowa State Men's Basketball game today (Go Cyclones), and I really started thinking about the pressure our generation faces...so much. And it's not just college athletes...it's ALL of us starting extremely young.

Our parents were pressured and pushed...no doubt. But we face...that's pressure.
Starting off with education, college is just expected. Back in our parents day, college wasn't even always thought about. It wasn't just automatically assumed that someone was going to college. Nowadays, your freshman year of high school...it's all about "What college do you want to go to?" "What are you going to major in?" I was pressured so hard all through high school being the top of my class...and now it has caught up with me. I hate college, but that's where I had to go because everyone EXPECTED it from me.
And not to mention...we're expected to go to college more and more as tuition rises higher and higher. I am completely overwhelmed thinking about paying for college next year. So once we do (hopefully) get jobs, we start our lives off with tens of thousands of dollars worth of debt. It's actually very ironic if you think about it...

And then there's athletics...not that most of us are still in them, but we all were there. The world of sports has completely evolved, and I would argue not all for the better. Every season overlaps another season. When our parents were kids, there wasn't six open gyms on Sunday. There weren't 4 $250 camps every summer. 
And everyone is expected to be the best. If you make a mistake, damn you to hell. The bar is set higher and higher every single year. Kids are faster, stronger, jump higher, lift more, more flexible (dance world), then ever before. But they also have to be the best in every thing they're involved in. And if you're not the best...you're the worst. If you're not first, you're last. 

And then there's the issue of teen pregnancy. I'm not promoting people get pregnant when they're 15, 16... but how can adults look down upon it? When my mom talks about high school, half the girls ended up getting pregnant, dropping out, and living in a trailer with their husband.

I think the world is too demanding of young adults. If you don't go to college, you might as well go fill out an application at Mcdonald's and hope you make minimum wage. But kids are never allowed to actually FIND what they want to do. They are pressured into what they are expected to do, or forced to do something that will make ends meat. Our society is so expensive, and I think we have a lot of people in the country doing things they don't really enjoy. And that just sounds like an awful life..

We should all support each other as the kids of the 21st century. Because I don't think adults really understand what growing up now is like...




Friday, January 24, 2014

The Biebs

Well, I think we all know where this post is coming from.

Exhibit A:
The "lovely" Justin Bieber.
I cannot stand this kid.
I mean, this is just the straw that broke the camels back for me.
People are saying, "He's just a nineteen year old; he's just spending his money."
Now, I'll act like you have a valid argument for the sake of argument, but you don't.
$75000 in ones to tip the stripper's? I mean I don't have that much money but since I'm a 19 year old kid should I be going to the Lumber Yard?...
I don't know, maybe.
No one, NO ONE, should be making excuses for this tool bag. He used to be a role model for kids... now he's the epitome of what we don't want kids to be.

But below, I have concocted a list of why the biebs has gone off the deep end. Enjoy.

1. He's trying to prove that he's an adult because he still looks like he's 13.

2. He's trying to prove his manliness...because he looks a lot like a masculine woman.

3. He thought maybe the jail food might bulk him up a little bit.

4. He's listened to the song "23" a few too many times.

5. He was looking for a Valentine. 

6. This is the precursor of his coming out as a woman actually. Number 2 may have been correct.

7. He didn't know any other way to see inside a prison to check out the life of a prison guard. (Considering he told a paparazzi she didn't have a real job...but you know, he does obviously...?)

No photo found...sorry.

8. Now, in regards to the drag racing, he wasn't. He had pooped and needed his diaper changed.

9. He's trying to pull a Britney...But he's just failing. Britney had mental issues that made her dangerous to her self. Not douche bag syndrome that made her dangerous to society.

Here is an article on said number:

10. Or he's just a spoiled little brat who thinks he's entitled to everything. Why can't Justin Bieber just go away? Your music sucks, you're never gonna hit puberty, you're a criminal, and just a little punk. Do not stand up for this fool.


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Happy Friday.




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Thursday, January 23, 2014

Exes for The Restes.

Exes are literally probably the worst thing that ever happened to the world.
They make dating seem like the biggest no no of life.
At one point you just loved each other, couldn't get enough of each other, and now...you literally want to kill each other.
I have many charming, kind boys I used to talk to...oh wait...
Most of the guys I talked to turned into complete... you know whats.
Here is a charming photo of a text I received from an ex...

Precious, I know...A real class act.

Now don't get me wrong...girls can be just as demonic. I'm a girl I've said some really nasty things to a guy after we quit talking...I know how it goes. 

After you quit talking, you do the mature thing. Start avoiding everything and everywhere your ex might show up. Because God knows you two can't be in the same vicinity. 


The next step after you break something off is to delete and block your ex off every social media site there is...and that is getting to be really hard because there's so many. 

And if you just can't bring yourself to do it on your own, here's a gift from me to you.

And while you're at it, if your ex happens to have gotten a new girlfriend or six, make sure to block all of them too. You do not want these rando girls having dirt on you.

And if you don't follow these steps, we all know what you'll be doing at least once an hour of day light time...and probably at three in the morning. Creeping. Don't be that person.

You also start to expect that everyone you know hates your ex and your ex's entourage. I mean, if they really love you, they'll hate them, right?

Now even if you guys never speak, it still may be World War III if you two ever do run into each other. A lot of name calling, and then calling to your mom to cry. It's just how it goes.


And eventually, hopefully, there might come a day that when he calls you a blanking blanking blank, you feel nothing. "Have fun with your new girlfriend." I'm sure you'll be just as kind to her when you guys break up...

And exes/ex flings...they really suck. But I promise you, you'll find someone (or something...like a cat) that will love you for eternity. I promise.

Happy Friday. (:



Side note: I want to apologize for anyone who tried to look at this last night. I posted it and then it deleted itself. Technology, I tell ya...

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Bullies are Just Really Hurting Inside.

I decided to write this because I am being bullied yet again.
It's just a pathetic guy who is so full of himself, but it still hurts to an extent.

Bullies are going to be in our lives forever.
There will always be someone who is hurting so bad inside they feel the need to try and make you feel bad too.
They feel the need to bring you down to their level; critique you on everything you do, every decision you make. Make fun of the people you know and care about.

Guy bullies are the worse. Especially at this age. To girls.
Like do you have no self decency or worth to have some class?
They are like high school girls. I was sitting with this kid that is bullying me at lunch the other day and every person who passed, he had something to say.
"You see that girl, she's so big. Big girl."
"What color was he, black? Was he black?"
Racist, sexist, acting like he's some hot shot. well...
And the people that laugh and go along with it...you're just as bad. We should not encourage bullies. Ever. Guys may do it to seem just as macho, and girls may do it to fit in with the "cool girls."

Those rude comments that you throw out and then say just kidding, that's bullying.
"You're annoying."
"What are you wearing?"
"You sound stupid."
"You're ugly."

And people who read this who think I'm being mean, I'm just sticking up for myself and all who were bullied.

I've been bullied about nearly everything. Me being "too skinny", too pale, who I've talked to, cyber harassed, a fake email made about me at another school (that I still think about taking legal action about), girl bullying, my dad being an alcoholic...I've ran the gamut of it.

And I admit, I used to be a bully and say mean things. But now in my life, I really try to make the most conscious effort to not ever bully or talk bad about people.

It's a major reason I wish to become a high school teacher...to be there for kids. I still have my days where it's too much for me, but I know I can be a light for kids in the situation.



Wednesday, January 8, 2014

You Can't Sit With Us

So, here I am just sitting on my couch in my cupcake pajamas, and something actually popped into my head.
I started thinking about the girls at ISU.
There's many categories, and honestly, I don't think I fit into any of them.
My mom told me not to offend anyone with these, I mean, I don't think this is necessarily offensive. It's just the truth.

So...to me at Iowa State, the categories of girls are: the granolas, the sorority girls, the athletes/spirt squad/etc, the crazies, the thirsties, the "yolos" ...the list could go on forever.

I just wrote about every single one, but decided to delete it, and just focus on the thirsties.

These girls...#icant. They are so stuck up. They are trying to claw their way to the top of the Iowa State "popularity" ladder. They think they are the prettiest, funniest, coolest, etc etc.

These girls are after an athlete or frat boy. Particularly the basketball players right now. I don't know if they think people don't notice or... If you throw yourself at a guy, he's not going to want you. Too easy of a conquest.

Anyone who is not their friend, in their sorority, parties with them, is not cool enough for them. They will look down upon you. You are not cool enough for them. After they got to college and realized how "cool" they were, they probably deleted you off Facebook and unfollowed you on Twitter. Because you're a peasant.

A lot of these girls are in sororities. They think they rule the campus. (Sorority friends, I love you. This part isn't about you.)
They also think they're really fashionable when they're just wearing what all us white girls are wearing: vest, leggings, boots, scarf... yeah, we all dress the same.

I just don't think these girls realize they're still living in HIGH SCHOOL. College is about meeting new, different kinds of people. But these girls are too focused on being "cool." Their "image." From the outside, the only image you're portraying is of a snot. A snob. Immature. Most guys at Iowa State have moved on from this...except the frat boys, of course. Frat boys are kind of the equivalent to high school girls...very rude. Only like sorority girls...that's fine. You girls can have them.

I'm still finding my niche at Iowa State. I have a few close friends, but that's about it. College is rough, because you think everyone will want the same thing as you. You think everyone will have grown up a little bit and see people for who they are. Not what they look like, what parties they're going to, what they're wearing, etc. But some people just can't do that...and they never will. These are the girls who want to be a Real Housewife someday.

Some of us are just a little bit more in touch with reality and trying to find true friends. Friends based on content and not appearance.

Also, I realize this is colleges everywhere. Not just Iowa State! And some of these girls might be really nice...but I just haven't seen it. This post isn't about anyone in particular. Just girls I see at Iowa State. A lot of my very good friends are in sororities, so nothing against them.  If you're easily offended, sorry. But maybe you shouldn't be like these girls then...


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Saturday, January 4, 2014

"Am I A Hipster Yet?..."

So today, I was stuck between writing about high school and this...
but high school is a whole other can of worms. Oh gosh, it sucked.

SO the topic of the day (my goal of the year is to write a post EVERY SINGLE DAY) is...
"those people who think they're too overtly cool and hip for the rest of the world."
I don't really know if that technically is "hipster", no, it's not. Because it could go for any "stereotype", there is always that person who is so much cooler than you... in their minds anyways. 

We ALL know one of these people...they knew about everything before us, said a word before everyone else in your town, they totally wore that style before it was in Vogue.



Here's a classic one: "Oh, I hate that band now. Everyone went totally band wagon and started listening  to them. I knew about them before everyone else. It's so annoying."
No no no, right now, you are. Gosh forbid someone likes the same music as you. It's a travesty! Because it is hurting you so much that someone knows about the same band as you... I guess I'm missing the issue here. Personally if I like a band, I want everyone to share that love. "Love should multiplied, not divided." (Sister Wives reference...anyone?)

And then there's the, "Oh my gosh, she's totally copying my outfit. She wants to be me."
Now, I'll admit it, I suffered this syndrome in high school. Of course there were 50 kids in my class... I don't know if you went to a small school you get it. It feels like everyone is copying you because there's like ten of you. But you realize real quick in college, people truly don't care what you do. You develop your own personal style. And you should be flattered if people really are looking to you for fashion inspiration. Embrace that, some people make a living off it. 

How about the people who just claim whole words and phrases? "I totally said that first. You can't say that. That's my thing." Now, I'll give you credit. You may have been the first to say it around your town, but I also promise you, you got it from somewhere else. And you pick up on the terminology the people around you say, so calm down there, big shot. Imagine if the person who had first said "Hi" had claimed that word for just themselves. Or cool, neat, or fetch...

And then there are just those people who turn this attitude into their whole personality. We'll never be to their level. They are just so "alternative." "No one understands me." Let's not get ahead of ourselves... we get you perfectly fine. You have an ego. You might be a poser. I have the ultimate poser in my head...boy? girl? I'm not telling you. But this person is always posting about how they... Never mind. That would just give it away.

All I'm saying is let's not think we're the only person in the world. Everyone has the same rights to words as you...if it's in the dictionary, Webster's or Urban, that word is free game. If you invent a word yourself, call me. We can talk about it. People aren't trying to copy you or jumping on your band wagon. You can still listen to your "secret" band. Compliment that person on their outfit.