Random Rant

Sometimes being yourself is one the hardest things in the world. Being selfish is a trait that seems almost limited to humans yet I assume other animals share this character “flaw”. But why is being selfish a character flaw? Why is this such a bad thing? Isn’t it selfish to expect others to always look out for your best interest instead of pursuing your own best interest. I understand helping others but to look out for self why is it it wrong? When did it start being bad to think about what you want in life and go for it. I don’t mean trodding all over someone elses back and stealing their work. I mean working your butt off and buying you something with no thoughts for your husband or wife. Again not saying don’t pay the mortage and buy a pair of shoes.

I am simply me with questions and no answers. I am simply me with random rants and no raves.

Accept me or not, it does not matter.

Still Patroling

Just to let it be known. I have not forgotten to pass on the Versatile Blogger Award to others. I am still patroling. I’m new to this site and blogging in general. I wanted to tag, nominate more than three bloggers as well as re-nominate those that have already recieved. So bare with me a little longer while I scroll through a few more bloggers. What I can do today is give you my seven.

 

1.) I love all things pasta except cold pasta i.e. pasta salad.

2.) I once began a novel with a friend, we wanted to do something new, but we didn’t complete it and the idea has already hit the shelves. Not our actual book idea but the idea on the pitch. Two novelist for one.

3.) I was once forced to eat nearly a full 5 gallon of ice cream for begging when I was a little child. I didn’t eat ice cream for a few years and I never begged again. Lesson Learned.

4.) I have a hard time staying with one thing. I love a variety of things from photography, to fashion design, to also doing taxes. Yes, I know those things don’t go together but that is the beauty of being me. I like a variety and well it may not mash up well for you but it goes lovely for me. Kinda like peanut butter and bananas it ain’t for everyone. Or maybe I suffer (enjoy) from adult A.D.H.D. I might make a post on this later or not. Only if I remember.

5.) I’m from the south but it ends there. I grew up Baptist, read a lil on the Mormon faith and I sometimes study with the Jehovah’s Witnesses. Again there is that variety that blends for me.

6.) I have a hard time saying no to most except those in my immediate circle such as  children and siblings( or very close friends).

7.)  I have a large family of friends. I adopt or get adopted often by friends. Older women become like mothers or an older sister. Younger females like sisters. Guys sometimes become brothers.

So this is me in a random nutshell.

Accept me or not, it does not matter. I am simply me.

Iknow that this may seem like a radical idea for most but change starts with you.
Accept me or not, it does not matter. I am simply me

L4L(Looking for Love): No quick fixes

A friend on my FB asked do we know how to be alone.

My response to that question was “We weren’t meant to be alone. Everyone is searching for a partner. Someone to spend their days and nights with. Even as children we searched for friends or companions. But it should be about quality not place keepers. We should strive to find a partner. By that I mean equal partner, confidant, and comforter. A Christ sent loved one. ”

That response was immediate and impulsive. So I can only assume that I truly believe that. I did not take the time to think of the perfect response. I went with a gut feeling. So even though I am looking for love within, I also realize that as a human being I do require a partner. Even though I try to deny it and pretend that being single is where it…

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Please let’s not forget Aladdin if you were going to speak on the Hunchback of Notre Dam. The Message for our young boys is you must have money to get the girl. Double edge sword/ Girls need to be gold diggers to get ahead.
But I’m just saying.
Accept me or not, it does not matter. I am simply me.

The Versatile Blogger Award. Woot Woot.

So it seems that I have now been nominated for an Award.

This is a first. Thank you to BossyMoksie. I knew there was reason why I loved your blog when I first perceived read it.

Now there seems to be rules to not the receipt of the reward but the distribution of said award. By that I mean to get the award you just will need to be tagged or nominated by someone who discovers your blog and finds it interesting. But what will need to be done afterwards is very ingenious you will need to pass on the love. Yea. I love passing on the love.

So here lies the rules for the award:

1. Add the award to your blog. Check. See above mentioned word “Award”.

2. Thank the blogger who gave it to you and include a link to their blog. Check. See above mentioned thank you to Bossy Moksie.

3. Mention 7 random things about yourself. No Check.  Coming up very soon.

4. List the rules. Check. You are currently reading aforementioned rules.

5. Give the award to 15 or more bloggers. No Check. New to this blogging community. I am familiar with only a few bloggers. I will now proceed to scour the site to find interesting and intriguing people to reward you with.

I apologize for not being familiar with other bloggers to give this prestigious award to. But give me a moment and I will be glad to get back to you with those people who deserve such a title.

Accept me or not, it does not matter. I am simply me.

Introducing L4L to Me

L4L is the other half of my reasoning. I thought this would be a great blog post to introduce the two sides. On one side I accept me for me and on the other side I question all aspects of my reasoning. I want to know the who, what, why of me. So just to let it be known. I am simply me but that does not equate to total love for all of me. I accept me and you can do the same.

Accept me or not, it does not matter. I am simply me.

L4L(Looking for Love): No quick fixes

So clearly looking for love in the mirror should be quite easy. But sometimes knowing yourself makes it harder to love you. You see you for exactly who you are not the image you portray to others or the image that you wished you could keep. Looking in the mirror exposes all your flaws, almost like being examined under a microscope. Sometimes if one looks in the mirror long enough you may actually see clean to your soul.

Looking at one’s self and actually seeing one’s self is a trait that sometimes requires external intrusion. Sometimes an outside force has to lay you open to self-examination. Now it does not always work out for the best for the examined but sometimes it does enlighten him or her. It gives them an opportunity to go forward in life and make different maybe wiser choices. I can not say that examining ones self…

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Stupidity as a trait.

So like I stated earlier my drug of choice is stupidity. I have average intelligence I believe not sub-par nor above average just mediocre. So with that being said why do I do the things that I do to myself. I’m intelligent enough to know what I want but when asked I waffle like choosing between being princess or president. Both are power positions but which way to go. I treat all decisions like they are life-altering and the wrong choice will be my doom.

So I recently made a choice and well I’m now wondering did I make a mistake should I retreat. I hate choices because they can be right or wrong. I hate making the wrong choice. Living life is not like taking an exam some decisions do not bite you today but later in life. So this decision may not bite me today but later. One can only hope that it does not act like a snake and slither in the grass to take you down.

It does feel strange to find someone that may actually know you and actually accepts your faults. But stupidity being a constant companion also finds faults insurmountable in others. So with that being said only time will tell if my stupidity has once again bitten me in my hindquarters or not.

Accept me or not, it does not matter. I am simply me.

Doc Brown – Russel Howard’s Good News – VIDEO

This was an awesome video. I really enjoyed his work. Truthfully he was right some of the lyrical definitions he used were a little outdated but it was still funny.

Accept me or not, it does not matter. I am simply me.

ChazB

OMG this is freaking hilarious!!

Doc Brown (Actor/Rapper/Comedian) doing stand-up on the Russell Howard Good News show. I’ve not laughed this much in a really long time, i’m so happy I watched it! 🙂

And thanks to the homie Daichi from Bad Taste Cru for putting this up on his news feed!

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I was never one to understand the mentality that if I can’t have someone or something I am going to destroy it/them to keep others from having said person or object. There are many out there that share that mentality and it is astonishing. I wish I could say it was a lack of home training but I believe it is a lack of values. I can understand the snap of losing a child but not to the point of endangering this child.

Accept me or not, it does not matter. I am simply me.

Random Rant

Sometimes being yourself is one the hardest things in the world. Being selfish is a trait that seems almost limited to humans yet I assume other animals share this character “flaw”. But why is being selfish a character flaw? Why is this such a bad thing? Isn’t it selfish to expect others to always look out for your best interest instead of pursuing your own best interest. I understand helping others but to look out for self why is it wrong? When did it start being bad to think about what you want in life and go for it. I don’t mean troding all over someone elses back and stealing their work. I mean working your butt off and buying you something with no thoughts for your husband or wife. Again not saying don’t pay the mortgage and buy a pair of shoes.

Yes, I know that there is not a closing to this post but it is on purpose. Because.

I am simply me with questions and no answers. I am simply me with random rants and no raves.

Accept me or not, it does not matter. I am simply me.