So now you have it folks, the blog is back! It's a new year, there's been a few life changes (oh you know, not being 22 anymore and being a newlywed), but the blogging is back in full force.
I may start fresh with a new blog but I'll continue here until then.
Welcome to the new and revived Serious Ramblings!
Happy New Year Everybody!!!
2011 was an eventful year; made a bunch of new friends and memories, and grew apart from some others. I learned that I'm stronger than I thought, as well as smarter than I thought. I also learned a few life lessons.
There were laughs, jokes, tears and memories.
But HELLOOOO 2012!!! This year will be way better
Goodbye 2011, it's been fun, but I have a new life :)
Since this year I, and evidently several other people, haven't had time to mentally prepare for the Christmas season, it feels like this will be my least commercialized Christmas.
This Christmas I plan to
There are twelve months in the year; 365 days. However, there are 31 consecutive days that I absolutely hate. Yes I realize hate is a strong word, and I think it adequately describes my detest of October.
- Experiment: type October into google images and what comes up? Who care's! It's all orange. ORANGE! ORANGE!!!! Of all the colours in the world, all the shades within the spectrum, orange is the ugliest colour of them all. I'm sorry to all of you who think orange is a phenomenal colour, but you're wrong. Orange is the colour that we all avoid. Have you ever seen someone and said "Hey! I love your orange shirt!!". No, you haven't. Having previously working in Price Chopper where the store colours were orange and blue, you already have a strong detest for that colour. But seriously, name something "good" that is orange... can't think of anything? Neither can I. And to make matters worse, orange cannot be paired with anything without having *negative* connotations. Orange and Green: you look like a pumpkin. Orange and Black: you're too eager for Halloween. Orange and Blue: Price Chopper. Orange and anything: ugly.
- If you actually did the google images experiment, you see a bunch of pictures of pumpkins. No I don't have anything against pumpkins, but "Jack-o-lanterns", yes I have a problem with you. First of all, WHAT A WASTE OF PUMPKIN!!! You spend good money ($2.99 this week at FreshCo) for a decent sized squash, and what do you do with it? You throw out all the insides, you know the part that's meant for eating, and keep the outer shell! The shell - the part that is completely useless! And then you have the audacity to carve "cute" little faces in the pumpkin. That is so much wasted effort. You don't carve faces into bananas or apples, so why are we defacing the poor pumpkin. What a total waste of time, money and pumpkin. Oh, and pumpkins stink... just sayin'.
- My third reason can get me into a bit of trouble. But I actually hate Halloween (and no, hate is not strong enough to describe it). My parents, thank the LORD, did not subject me to this stupid practise of begging. Yes, I had my share of dress up as a child, it was my favourite game, but this "Halloween" thing, didn't exist in my childhood. First of all it teaches your children begging and greed. They go door to door demanding candy from neighbours ("trick or treat" really means, give me candy or don't waste my time. No one wants a treat). Then it turns into a competition of greed and hoarding, who can get the most candy. I've always gotten my share of snack-sized candy and mini bags of chips that last no longer than a week during October, but I've never had to do this door-to-door soliciting for it. And I don't know about you, but I don't like being scared. I don't like bats or spiders or vampires and all that other nonsense. I don't like the dark. And I don't like orange. All of the uglinesses that October and Halloween in compass.
- Yes, I agree that the leaves changing colour is pretty (it's the only adjective I can think of), but it's a lot of work. I wasn't that kid who loved to jump in the leaves, because on what would have been my first experience of leave jumping, there was a truck load of bugs in our pile of leaves! After that, heck-to-the-no! But once you grow up, you can't enjoy those types of things anyway. Growing up means you have to rake those pretty leaves. So much work! And it always seems to come out of nowhere. You leave work and all is nice, come home and its the leafpocalypse. Didn't see that one coming did ya...
- Once October 1st rolls around you know summer is over and we're on the downward spiral to winter. I live in Canada. Winter is cold. I don't like it. Once October rolls around, the sun seems to peace out, nasty cold air rushes in, and this year, it rains- all.the.time! After the rain goes away, we always get a few days of nice weather and then BAM. snow... Ugh! Then the countdown begins till summer.
There are a plethora of additional reasons as to why I hate October. Every October first, I think "30 days till we put up our Christmas tree... how many days till Christmas". But it all comes down to this... October is awful because of ORANGE!!! UGH!
Call me old fashioned, but I really don't understand society today. Well actually, don't call me old fashioned, I'll be very offended, but regardless. Without getting completely into all that bewilders me (partially because I'm not ready for the flack I'd get), but how is it that nothing that was formally regarded as special or traditional or classy has gone out the window?
Society says you can do whatever you want without consequence, as long as it's not hurting anybody else. Marriage, what was once such a sacred commitment has now been dwindled down to "it's just a piece of paper". Uh no, no it's not just a piece of paper. If it were just a piece of paper, I don't think people would be fighting so hard for equality in marriage. No longer is marriage important since everyone can "live in sin" or do whatever else they want. Hey, we've made 16 and Pregnant one of MTV prime shows (not gonna lie, it is one of my favourites-- I'm fuelling what I despise). Even dating relationship have been degraded. Even in my own life, amongst my own friends, I feel like I'm behind, or a child, or a prude! But am I? Am I a sheltered prude for having values.
People get offended by the slightest things, and god forbid you deny them of one of their "rights", but who cares how anyone is treated. One can act any which way; sleeping around is "no big deal", drinking is just a normal part of being young, nothing has any importance or value. Nothing is what it once was. I read the book Classy by Derek Blasberg, and his motto is classy not trashy. Most of his points seem like common sense, to me, but when I brought them up with some peers it's like alien!
Basically my rant has been a long time coming. Just in talking with friends, I feel either like a child or an 80 year old woman saying "KIDS THESE DAYS!" and shaking my fist. But, maybe I am. Maybe I just don't see things the way the world does, the way society wants us to think. When I say I don't like to go out, I mean it. I'm not thinking down on people who do, or think I'm better than them, I just think there are better things to do.
I was not the 19 year old who was beyond stoked to go and get wasted, or thrilled that I could go to bars. I'm just not that person. I'm the person that wonders what happened to society. I'm the person who watches old shows on TV Land or Deja Vu and thinks how simple things were and the vulgar things of those times are nothing today. Society has changed, but has it changed for the better? I don't think so. I think by the time my children are the age I am now, the world will be a bunch of chaotic, slutty, classless hell. What is the world coming to? I certainly don't want to find out.
Well there's my rant. Who knows. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm jaded.
22 years ago today my bfflz was born. I'm sure it was a glorious day, but alas, I was not there...
However, I was there September 2003 when we met. On the first day of grade nine I said "hey, whats your name? We're going to be friends". And since that day she has grown to be my best friend. She's the besest. She's been there for everything and I'm there for her.
So today I would like to wish her a exceptionally happy 22nd birthday!!!
Love from your bestie!!