Monday, December 30, 2013

Pissy Point Provers

Everyone has had to prove their point at one time or another. You might get really into it, proving someone wrong, because yes it feels really good to be right. But there is a big difference between the occasional proving someone wrong and the type of person I am about to describe. Long, long ago when I was in high school I encountered a person, a creature so utterly horrible I don't even know what to call it. It was a reality check to the fullest, I'm sure everyone has had a run in with one of these people. It's that person that shows up in your life, that for some reason just HATES you. That know-it-all, mean, cruel person who just HAS to not only prove you wrong but then continues to taunt and ridicule you in front of their audience just to make you seem really stupid. In high school, it was in front of a class, I made some off the cuff comment and suddenly out of no where I hammered into the ground by this guy pointing out how dumb the comment I made was and once I was fully beat down, continued to grind me down and spit on me. At least that's what it felt like. The next time it happened, I was working in a restaurant. Only it wasn't just once, it seemed like I was being constantly berated. I felt like I could never voice my opinion or say anything really without being prepared to be verbally assaulted with reprimands and scoffs. I don't know why this person hated me so much but they did. It would be one thing to point out my mistake but the lengths they would go to make my look like a complete idiot in front of our co-workers was just incredible. Why anyone would do that to person is beyond me, which will make this next sentence ironic. I've done this. I'm sure I have. I've never outright had someone tell me I made them feel the same way I felt when it was happening to me but I probably have. And it's terrible.
Why do we try so hard to be the smart one, the one upper, the better one? Even when we know it hurts others? Why do we feel the need to prove ourselves? Especially in one of these situations. You could just voice your opinion and let it go, be known as a person who contributed and that's that. Or you can rattle off everything you think you know, prove the person wrong in a cruel back and forth of facts and be known as the person who is a total douchbag a-hole.
Maybe you don't realize it until it's too late. I have a horrible habit of hijacking conversations, Facebook statuses, etc. with what I think are hilarious comments. I don't do it on purpose, I just think something is funny so I say it or type it and expect people to comment something funny back. It's like my life is a constant improv. (Yes, and...) I like to have seemingly endless conversations. Why? Because there isn't an awkward silence and the deeper into it you get, the more interesting things come out of it. But sometimes people don't like that, sometimes they just want the story to be about them for once.
In conclusion, it's all about boundaries. Sometimes you have to put others first, just once in awhile. I mean let's not go crazy, if they were THAT interesting why would they need you there to entertain? But really, think about others before you open that big, fat trap. And just give people the damn win!

Later gators.

Monday, December 23, 2013

Coming Soon: New Year's Eve

It's Christmas Eve Eve, which means 8 days until New Year's Eve! Yay! If there is one thing I love to do, it's party. I love being around people, the music, the dancing, the girl puking in the snow (last year was my sister). Ahhh. New Year's Eve! Unfortunately, New Year's Eve can be even more of a reality check then your birthday. It's the time that you realize your age is catching up with you. Maybe you don't necessarily feel old or even look old, but being surrounded by pretty, skinny, young girls and baby-faced, it's starting to get creepy looking at them, young men can really bust your bubble. I mean am I getting to old to be doing this?

For example, this is what I posted on Facebook:

 What is everyone doing for New Year's Eve? Yes, including you. I just want to know, so I can stalk people. I'll either be at da club (aka my garage, dancing by myself bc my mom doesn't let me have friends over) or Photoshopping my face into cool parties or I might pick one person who comments out randomly and follow them around all night taking creepy pictures. So hard to decide! Erg!

What do I get in response? Working, sitting at home, sleeping, blah blah blah...I mean that's fine for them but I'm only 27 25. I want to go out, have a good time, ring in the New Year with some crazy, drunk dancing to "Timber" by Pitbull ft. Ke$ha. Preferably somewhere out of town so no one knows me and I can wear crazy eyeshadow. IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR?! Last year I went out with my sister and her friends in the "big city". It was amazing and we danced and saw A LOT of interesting things. Some of them are still permanently scarred into my brain. It was awesome! And now I'm going through NYE withdrawals and I am really hoping we have another rocking NYE. If not, well then I give up on being young and I'm going to wear even more cardigans than I wear right now. WHICH IS A LOT.

Well hopefully I'll have at least one super rad picture to share of New Year's Eve.