My blog. My Way
I'm noticing a trend in blogging. People want to get paid for it now. uhm...I dunno once you start getting paid for something expectations become higher, everything becomes a formula, there's a dummies book on how to blog...etc... frankly, I see this a spot to just vent, whine to the universe without really annoying anyone. Why would anyone want to pay me to do that? and then I wouldn't be able to whine about being poor and then it just stops being fun. hehehe. so to the 2 people who read this whinefest, be rest assured, no sellout here, unless it's alot of money. seriously, I don't think I offer much info here, I don't really care about Anna Nicole Smith or what OJ is up to now. I think we as a group focus too much on these people because they're stupid and we look smart in comparison. no one ever looks at the dark side of themselves or sees room for improvement....yes you. of all people. not on a soapbox here, but I don't think people every try to see
themselves in where they belong as a group. Like I really kinda hate people who feel like they freakin own my ass for whatever reason. I like to think of myself as a helpful person, I don't seek constant praise for it like some because I see it as just part of being a good person and a responsibility I have to others...there's that damn r word again. (Hops up on large soapbox). For the most part I think most people are the same way, It's part of living in a collective society. however, how do you deal with glory hogs or those who just can't seem to grasp the concept of actions create reactions and how you are responsible for yours and not blame the person for reacting. even if it's a misunderstanding you owe it to yourself and the other person to work it out. I constantly question myself though being the focused driven individual, how much should you try before giving up? Where does futility fit in with social norms and values? *sigh* also how does love affect this decision? In many books I've read usually the thought of giving up on a family member is considered horendous, but someone you think you love or nothing legally binding then...eh...just wasn't meant to be. But who are your family except a random accident of too much wine afteer a party? granted, they loved you enough to hang around you for 18 years and they always give you a place to go for the holidays...I rambling now...more later.