I'm going on a rant.
Yay for ranting.
I need some way to get rid of the anger that's building inside of me, and it's better to do it this way than take it out on people.
First of all, I'm sorry if I'd hurt any of you guys with this past few days of fighting and what not, and if you'd like to ignore my apology, that's fine.
The one thing I've noticed out of all the verbal fights I've gotten into, whether it's with friends or family or over the internet, it always comes down to the statement "You think you're so cool because you're doing yadda yadda yadda"
I never said I thought I was cool for doing the stuff I did. To be honest, I don't even know what people mean any more when they mention the word 'Cool'.
The world these days is probably more like a huge popularity contest. Someone starts something, you reply back with your opinion on it and soon you're getting shit thrown back in your face. For the past few days I've gotten the "Oh you think you're so cool thing" in so many different ways. My own mom even used it against me.
I'm not trying to be 'cool'. I'm trying to live a normal teenage life. It's kind of hard to do when you've got someone leaning over your shoulder telling you how you should live your life.
Back when I was in Kindergarten, there were no stereotypes, no hard core name callings and no verbal/physical bashings. If someone were to even utter the words "Oh that person's so cool!" the whole class would erupt in "THAT PERSON'S A CONSTIPATED OVERRATED OLD LADY!" and we'd all have our laughs.
You move on to highschool, and if you're not judged as this so called 'cool' person, you're automatically a nobody.
I'm a nobody. I'm a pessimistic, live life day by day no matter what kind of shit is thrown at you, quiet, not too outgoing kind of girl who gets bashed for whatever she chooses to do. I wear band T-shirts and black/dark clothes, I'm a goth. I dye my hair crazy colors, I'm a poseur punk. I wear chains on my pants, I'm again, a poseur punk. I shop at thrift stores, I'm a cheap piece of garbage. I listen to rock music, I must be a bully.
I don't want, let alone like everything people throw at me, but I've learned to live with it.
You can't always get what you want. I don't always get what I want. I've always wanted a dad that would be there for me and encourage me to do stuff. Instead I'm stuck in a dysfunctional family of alcoholic fathers, mothers with tempers, a sister that's never home, and a brother that likes to spend his days away from this whole mess.
I don't feel cool. I get a little more excited when I work with daycare kids and I babysit, because most of the children I work with are too young to even know what a stereotype is.
I don't think anybody likes being out down as much as I've seen these past few days, it has its effects on people. It can turn them towards drugs and alcohol and maybe even suicide.
And it takes one to know one.
I need some way to get rid of the anger that's building inside of me, and it's better to do it this way than take it out on people.
First of all, I'm sorry if I'd hurt any of you guys with this past few days of fighting and what not, and if you'd like to ignore my apology, that's fine.
The one thing I've noticed out of all the verbal fights I've gotten into, whether it's with friends or family or over the internet, it always comes down to the statement "You think you're so cool because you're doing yadda yadda yadda"
I never said I thought I was cool for doing the stuff I did. To be honest, I don't even know what people mean any more when they mention the word 'Cool'.
The world these days is probably more like a huge popularity contest. Someone starts something, you reply back with your opinion on it and soon you're getting shit thrown back in your face. For the past few days I've gotten the "Oh you think you're so cool thing" in so many different ways. My own mom even used it against me.
I'm not trying to be 'cool'. I'm trying to live a normal teenage life. It's kind of hard to do when you've got someone leaning over your shoulder telling you how you should live your life.
Back when I was in Kindergarten, there were no stereotypes, no hard core name callings and no verbal/physical bashings. If someone were to even utter the words "Oh that person's so cool!" the whole class would erupt in "THAT PERSON'S A CONSTIPATED OVERRATED OLD LADY!" and we'd all have our laughs.
You move on to highschool, and if you're not judged as this so called 'cool' person, you're automatically a nobody.
I'm a nobody. I'm a pessimistic, live life day by day no matter what kind of shit is thrown at you, quiet, not too outgoing kind of girl who gets bashed for whatever she chooses to do. I wear band T-shirts and black/dark clothes, I'm a goth. I dye my hair crazy colors, I'm a poseur punk. I wear chains on my pants, I'm again, a poseur punk. I shop at thrift stores, I'm a cheap piece of garbage. I listen to rock music, I must be a bully.
I don't want, let alone like everything people throw at me, but I've learned to live with it.
You can't always get what you want. I don't always get what I want. I've always wanted a dad that would be there for me and encourage me to do stuff. Instead I'm stuck in a dysfunctional family of alcoholic fathers, mothers with tempers, a sister that's never home, and a brother that likes to spend his days away from this whole mess.
I don't feel cool. I get a little more excited when I work with daycare kids and I babysit, because most of the children I work with are too young to even know what a stereotype is.
I don't think anybody likes being out down as much as I've seen these past few days, it has its effects on people. It can turn them towards drugs and alcohol and maybe even suicide.
And it takes one to know one.
I get that all the time.
...
I've been bullied since I was 5, and believe me, just ignore it and life gets better.
People pick on others to make them feel better, known fact of life. You don't let it get to you, they stop eventually. They're shallow.
And you're better than that.
Mahogany, August 20th, 2008 at 09:12:28pm
If it helps in any way, most people drop the 'cool' attitude by the time they are in their twenties. All that stuff just becomes meaningless drivel when you grow up.
Cradle of Fear, July 19th, 2008 at 11:35:50am
The only way you know you're cool is if your Tre. And unless you plan on growing a uniballed d*ck I don't think you could really pass for him pally.
It will be ok, I'm a nobody too so y'know you're not alone and all that jazz.
I only feel cool when the daycare kids argue for my attention. O.o Slappy dearie, unless it is the little monsters biting on your ankles and nibbling on your knees who tell you that you are cool, being cool is not important.
....when I mention 'Cool' it usually means the guy who has more cleavage than me.
Who Stole My Pants?, July 18th, 2008 at 11:53:41pm