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My name is Mariam and through this blog I'm discovering things about the world, and about myself. Through all my blogs you'll see craziness, political insight, celebrity mania, musical interest, total drama queen-ness,all about boys, and ever changing views on everything. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it. You're about read the pages of my epic diary. Welcome to my world, and feel free to come back ;)

Thursday, August 23, 2012

"2012: it ain't the end of the world"

I don't know understand the decade that I live in. Sometimes I think that I don't belong here. I see people my own age and ages that differ from me, and I don't understand. I look at my own brother who i've known since he was born, and I don't understand. These are the pet peeves I have with society today :

Lets start small. Video games. I grew up in the 90s, and didn't have a game system until I was nine. Video games were not a crucial part of my every day life. When I got video games in 2003, I played skiing along with Mario games. They were fun little activities in make believe worlds. If you ask the average person what it is their playing on their systems they'll say : Call of Duty, and Modern Warfare Three (shows how much I know. I guess their the same thing). I can't really give you any details about what the game entails. I just know that I wake up most saturday mornings to shooting sounds. When I watch my brother play, I see him with a gun talking to other people about how best to shoot their opponent. So my brother and his friends spend seven hours shooting people. When I ask what he does, he says "it's fun". We live in a society where out of all the things you could be doing : writing, reading, the television, the mall, playing a sport, riding a bike, talking to a friend, sleeping, anything....shooting people is for fun. The first person who can explain this to me is a winner.

Tattoos. They're everywhere. I'm not an old person. I think tattoos can be beautiful if they're placed in the right areas, or they have some huge significance. Yesterday, I saw someone with a deck of cards up their back. Was it cool looking? kind of. Could you notice it? very much. Is that a reason to mark something on your body forever? Not in my opinion. Rob Kardashian is one of my favorite guys in hollywood. His latest tattoo is a picture of his mother in a seductive pose. My one question is, why? I know you love your mother, but can't you think of another way to show her you respect her. Write a letter, tell her by word of mouth, anything else. Now we get to the last and worst tattoo. The naked women on mens bodies. I have one thing to say to you. In 30 years you're going to be old, fat, and married, the woman you choose to spend the rest of your life with will get to look at those naked women for the rest of her life too.

The phone addictions. I have one. The minute I bought that shiny iPhone I couldn't keep my hands off of it. In one phone I can call people, text people, keep up with people on Facebook, Twitter, AND Instagram, I can look up stuff for school and never have a conversation with a real person again... I honestly think there's nothing wrong with using your phone when you're bored or get a message. When there are real people around you who want to talk to you and build a relationship/friendship with you, you should focus on them and not what someone from your kindergarden class posted on facebook. I just think that it's a waste of what could be a beautiful moment. At the end of the day it's what's more important to you : your phone or the living breathing human being in front you?

Cussing. I'm a little sexist when it comes to this one. If it's a guy with a dirty mouth, I think its more acceptable. There's a double standard, but there's something really ugly about a girl going eff this and eff that. Girls run around calling themselves pretty b**ches. Have we forgotten that a b**ch is a female dog. You're a pretty chihuahua huh? Out of the million and one words in the dictionary, lovely, sexy, attractive,beautiful, bonita,  mamacita so many words and you chose to call yourself a female dog. There's just something weird about that to me. Unless your angry and incredibly upset so it slips out, I think you should find better more meaningful words to me.

These are my opinions. If you have any of these problems, I still love you.

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