WORTH IT? AND WHAT’S “IT”?

As of late, since going into grade twelve, I’ve heard a lot more of these stories where people get “wasted” at parties, and then end up having sex with some random (or not so random) person. Now in my (virgin) opinion, I’d like to say that, overall, this is definitely not a good idea. Hahaha I love my total “I’m older, I know better than you” attitude thing, but it’s actually really true. It’s like, why would you put everything you have now, at risk, simply for a good time?

Consequences are something not too many people think about. I mean, I won’t lie, I don’t think about consequences whenever I do something. My dad is always telling me “Don’t you ever realize the CONSEQUENCES of your actions?” I guess I don’t. Hmmm. But then, I don’t go around making adult decisions about adult matters with my adolescent mind. This is another thing that some teenagers just can’t seem to grasp. I mean sure, we’re YOUNG adults, doesn’t mean we can make grown-up decisions all the time. I mean, yeah sure, you can choose how you want your hair cut, or if you want to go out, but sex is something that really has to wait till you have the right MIND-SET, not just the right body. I mean, c’mon let’s admit it; teenagers ALL have sex on the brain. I mean, boys do for sure, and I’ve heard that girls aren’t amazingly different like they claim to be (somebody confirm this for me :D). So it’s only natural that, whenever you can, you’ll grab a chance at…well….fucking someone. I mean, that’s the attitude with kids. Boys will have sex with a girl and brag about it to their friends (it’s happened, I know), and girls will have sex and tell their friends how much this boy means to them, and how they did it to “cement their love”.

Well let me tell you a story. There was a girl in my bio 20 class last year, and she was just a grade ten, still young (well, younger than me and most of the class), and she had been seeing one of my friends, and this friend I know for a fact can be a total jerk, but for some reason the girls fall all over him (jock, cutesy-pieness, so-called “charm”, I dunno). Anyways, she is going out with him, and she would tell me all these stories about how she did such and such with him, movies, concert, whatever. Since she sat behind me, I imagine I was just the first person she found to talk to. So anyhow, one day in class, she is acting really angry and moody, and I just had to ask what the problem was, since usually she’s quite chipper. Well, turns out she had sex with her “boyfriend” a couple weeks ago, and now she just found out that he had slept with another girl a couple days ago. So now I was presented with a dilemma. Do I console her, or tell her that she should have known better than to have slept with him? I didn’t know what to do. I just kinda…said nothing and turned around. I felt bad, but I also felt angry that all this crap could happen in HIGH SCHOOL.

This is the kinda stuff that I’m talking about. Sex doesn’t just screw with your emotions, doesn’t just screw with your womb, doesn’t just screw with your genitals, sex screws with your LIFE. Think about it.

This is dedicated to all those that got screwed over because of sex. This is for all those minors that now have babies. This is for all those minors that now have to pay child support to their 16 year old girlfriend. This is to everyone that hasn’t had sex yet. Wait. It’s worth it.

[was listening to Rush (Limelight, Red Barchetta, Passage to Bangkok, Dreamline, Fly By Night, For What It’s Worth, Freewill) during écriture.]

I realize this is very much from a virgin’s point of view. Let’s keep the mockery at a minimum.

LISTEN UP!

…OF YOURSELF.

            If there’s one thing any human being needs these days, it’s someone to talk to. Be it friends, family, or ANYONE really, as long as you can just talk to that person about whatever you want. Whenever you’re feeling like a pile of crap, whenever you’re sad, whenever you just need to unload, there should always be a friend waiting for you. You’d be surprised what a simple conversation can do to lift your spirits, can do to make you feel like the million bucks that you are.

            Don’t worry about getting made fun of when you’re talking to your friend, cause, believe it or not, most people will react kindly if you’re being serious. Unfortunately, a lot of us have a reputation for not EVER being serious, but trust me, everyone can be serious once in a while.

            One of the best times (not the only time, of course) to talk to a friend is definitely when you’re feeling depressed. I’ve talked to a lot of people that told me that their friends have saved them when they were about to hurt themselves, and not by using fancy words or by physically stopping them, but just by being right there, waiting for them, making sure they knew that there’s always a better way out, that there’s no reason to resort to self-destructiveness. A phone call, a visit to their house, that’s all that’s needed to save a human being from feeling alone. And I suppose feeling alone is one of the major emotions a lot of teenagers seem to go through hey? Everyone thinks that no one understands them, or that they’ll never fit in to the world, but the truth of the matter is that there’s always gonna be at least one person that’s gonna miss you a hell of a lot if you’re gone, and is gonna be awfully sad if you end up hurting yourself.

Imagine your friend to be an extension of yourself. Imagine that everything that happens to your friend happens to you, all the bad times, the good times, all the thoughts, the feelings, the shitty feelings, the amazing cloud-number-nine feelings. And now think, if you take that all away from yourself, you’re stealing part of your friend’s life too, and this isn’t one of those thefts where you can put it back and say sorry, no this is one where, when you take it away, it’s gone forever, and there’s no goddamn way to put that little piece of life back in this world.

 And think about this: when you cut that little slit in your wrist, thinking it’ll make all the pain go away, when you etch little patterns on your leg with a razor blade, thinking it’ll make the world the way it should be, you’re not the only one whose gonna end up with those scars. You have to know that, no matter what, giving up is NEVER the right way out. When is it ever? Yeah, a lot of you think that there’s no other way, that’s the only option. It’s like, would you choose torture over death? Of course not. But life isn’t always a torture, even sometimes it may seem like one. You gotta make sure you KNOW there’s someone waiting for you, someone on the sidelines, cheering you on, making sure you’re alright, and coming to help you when you trip and fall.

I say, congratulations to all you friends who help each other, kudos to you, and keep it up, cause you never know when YOU’RE gonna need a friend to help you out of a sticky situation.

"The greatest thing you ever can do, now, is trade a smile with someone who's blue, now"
                                                         The immortal words of Robert Plant
                                                                    Led Zeppelin - Friends

This is dedicated to all people who have and are extensions of others.

[was listening to Soilwork during écriture.]

This one came from that goosebumply feeling.

CAN’T LIVE WITH ‘EM, CAN’T LIVE…WITH ‘EM.

              Why must there be so many people that seem to think that they have to lie to fit in these days? I mean, I’ve seen some people lie about hating a band, because the people that they hang out with don’t like that band. Or, an even better example, when someone lies to someone because they like them. What kind of relationship would that be? You’d spend half the time covering up your lies, then the other half trying to remember all of them! There’s also the infamous total BS lie, which involves someone spewing out total crap just to seem smart. Like we’re not gonna figure it out.

One of the major ones that I hate is when people lie about liking something or another just to fit in. For example, I’ve seen people totally hate on a certain band when we were talking about it, only to catch them with that band’s new cd, TWO DAYS LATER. Like don’t even try to tell me that that guy didn’t lie. I mean, that’s just sad. I mean, I’ll at least come out and say it. I’ll say it right now: I like Abba, Marvin Gaye, and countless other bands/artists that some of my friends would totally bash me for, but really, I don’t give a damn. I mean, if they were actually PICKING on me, I doubt I’d stay friends with them for very long. I mean, if you have to lie to friends to stay friends with them, that’s when you need new friends. I thought the whole point of having friends was so that you could share your interests? I guess that’s why you get a lot of groups of friends that like the same thing, but I guess the best kind of friends are the ones that like totally opposite things and still get along amazing.

Of course, I can understand some people that would lie to get someone to like them, I mean, you see it on the movies all the time. But then you have to wonder, how well would the connection be after you start “going out”? I mean, you’d totally have to cover up all that crap that you lied about! I guess this might be more directed towards the guys out there, just cause that’s what the stereotype would suggest, but I’m sure there’s some gals out there that could say that they’ve done the same thing. I’ve seen a lot of guys that will go to a “chick flick” with a girl just so it’ll seem like they’re good for that girl, but when the guy has an intense hatred for those kinds of movies, and still goes, that’s just as bad as lying. Cause you just KNOW she’s gonna ask to see another one of those movies, and then what? You live in agony, and she thinks you’re fabulous. Hmm…interesting trade off. But you know, you gotta look out for numero uno: yourself. That sounds selfish, but it makes sense in this context. I mean, you have to admit, you’d rather live happily, seeing the movies you like (hopefully with someone who likes the same kind), than spend an eternity watching lame movies (no offence chick flicks! I actually like some of ‘em…’cept Titanic…oh god *shudders*). So I guess the real challenge is just keepin’ it real when you’re trying to “get with” someone, be it male or female.

Another biggie is when someone is totally spewing out garbage, just to make them look smart on some subject. I won’t lie, I’ve done that many a time (take that all you haters calling me a hypocrite! I admit it! Leave me alone!), but it always ended it pretty much total failure. Believe me, I learned my lesson a long time ago, BSing doesn’t work. I mean, good luck trying to convince ONE person of something that you know nothing about, much less a GROUP of people. My advice: just don’t do it. Swallow your pride, admit the fact that you just MIGHT not know something about something. I don’ t know about girls, but this is a major problem with guys. Guys will totatlly BS their way into a corner, just to make it seem like they’re amazingly smart, and superior to you. Well, I suppose it has something to do with being macho, but really, you just come off looking like an idiot, especially when someone asks a question, usually an incredibly obvious one, and you have no idea what to say. Heheheh, I must say, it IS quite satisfying to catch someone BSing, but it’s no fun when that person’s you, so just avoid it altogether.

So really what I’m trying to say here is: lying kinda really totally sucks major balls, so don’t do it! Okay, yes white lies are allowed…sometimes! And ONLY when they don’t mean future complications. Believe me, I’ve had my bad experiences with lies, white and…well I guess you’d call them black. So stay away! I know there’s a lot of tricky situations where it might seem like the right thing to do, or even you might know that it’s wrong and still do it, just cause you’re too lazy to tell the truth, cause it might involve more work afterwards. Oh geez. Look how I’m rambling. Well, I’m sure ya’ll get the picture right? Okay then! Peace!

“The truth is NOT overrated.”
Frankie Muniz

Big Fat Liar

This is dedicated to all those chronic liars out there. There is a cure! Try it today! Truth, the miracle drug! Oh man, I could SO do an ad for that. Sweet.

[was listening to Soilwork, Sweatshop Union, Velvet Revolver during écriture. Also ZZ top near the end there.]

Whew! That was a long one. Sorry for the wait, by the way.