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There are plenty of moments in life I just contemplate.
Today I was thinking about style. What even is style? I swear i've heard people say 100 different people with different styles have the best style they've ever seen.
WHY IS FASHION SO DIFFICULT.
Remember when white jeans that were stitched were the thing? Polka dots? Peace signs? Flowers? Sparkly? Colored Jeans?
WHY DOES IT CHANGE.
So deciding that I just can't live off of other people's opinions from high school because well, quite frankly, everyone has a different view of style.
so here is the world we live in people, this is our "good fashions"
I became more educated from Google.
SEARCH: Good Style
SEARCH RESULTS:
I call this "The Confident Homeless Person"
I call this "Torn between Professional and 20-years-younger"
What.
I would've said something, but the picture spoke for itself
I call this
"Wearing my boyfriends clothes including his 10-year-old hat from halloween"
AND THE WINNER OF THE BEST STYLE AWARD GOES TO....
This is what we need to wear to school to survive people, google told me fashion is essential. And well,
Pre-post message, this blog post was not inspired by a worker from Malawis (in case my fellow coworkers are reading this) but from other places I work, volunteer, or organizations I am involved in.
Dear Coworker,
I hate your stinking guts.
You make me vomit.
You are the scum between my toes.
Love,
Me
They walk into work. And so, it begins.
You are having a rather peaceful evening. I guess you could take a walk in the park, observe nature, write your feelings in a journal, think about your significant other, dance around work, and love the joys of life. It's going good, and then They. Walk. In.
What's their problem? Who do they think they are? Walking in and stuff. Stop that. Just the presence of them breathing makes your skin crawl. You're waiting for them to accuse you of something or order you around.
" Stop that. Do this. Do that. Stop doing that. You're doing it wrong. Do it again. Stop trying. "
Your once content evening is now a bottomless pit of hell-fire burning your happiness away as you sink lower and lower. They whip their chains of hatred and misery around. Work was so good, what happened?
There's always that one. There will always be that one.
I normally have better solutions to problems in my blog than I will tonight. Tonight i'm taking a different approach... So if you were looking for a post about "They are fighting their own battle, so just be nice to them" or "turn the other cheek" you came to the wrong place... well this time.
So here are my three solutions
Watch them like a creep. It bugs them.
That's right. Stare at them and smile. They will become self conscious and won't know why. I don't mean follow them around but just give them that smile like you know something they don't. It's wonderful.
Second tip:
Forget everything you knew and give every question you get to that special coworker of yours. That's right. EVERY question. Say politely, "I'm sorry I don't really know the answer to that question but my all-knowing, wise, wonderful, happy, willing, and capable coworker would probably love to explain that to you" This one should be taken with caution in case you could be perceived as someone who is incapable of your job. Just do it for a while (without being too obvious).
Third tip: Start helping them for the rest of the night with their responsibilities without being asked.
That's right, help them.
Chances are you will feel better, but it will bother them that you could be doing better than they are.
Follow these steps and by the end of the night they will go home and watch reruns of one tree hill while eating ice cream and wondering what happened in the world. By the time they come back into work, they will be more willing to work with a happier aura.
So yes, this post kind of is about learning to deal with coworkers. Which, in all reality we all need to learn. There will always be that one coworker...
And the best way to deal with them is getting to know them better.
But these steps could give you a good laugh for a day :)
Good luck to all you high school kids and your jobs!
I've grown up all these (17) years with my mom telling me I was FLYEST.
She never said prettiest, nicest, cutest, smartest,
she said....
flyest.
So instagram. There's this page called "Mountain Views Real Flyest". I saw it and thought
DUH, Me. I'm Fly. AND REAL.
Because my mom said so.
But there were 25? EXCUSE ME? Twenty. Five. That's right, 24 other people sharing my spotlight.
MINE.
I mean, HELLO?
Look at me.
Was it not obvious enough?
Where is my glory, my fame, my... #1 spot?
Okay, obviously that was fake (or was it).
So for those of you who don't know, there is a new page on instagram called MV's flyest. They number the top 25 hottest girls from our school.
So for this post I will make my opinion not stand out to any of you. I will take the side of 3 different people looking at this sight, and give some suggestions to ya'll.
#1 The girls who hate the site
Why. Why not you? You think you're prettier than at least 7 of those girls, right? You think wow. What about this person I know who is prettier? and this person? This person shouldn't even be on this list because she is NOT PRETTY.
Okay, Take a chill pill home skilley.
You are beautiful! This is ONE person's opinion, ONE. This isn't really "mountain views" opinion. To that person you are not in their 25! To someone else you might be #1, #6, #9008, #5, #20... So seriously. CALM DOWN. It is one person's opinion who made this dumb, dumb, dumb page.
#2 The girl who is on the site and suddenly loves it
cool, bro.
#3 To the individual who made the site
Congratulations! You have successfully ripped the other 97% of mountain view's girls hearts to shreds. For me, I never cared. I knew to someone else I might be fly.... I mean flyyyy. To you, I'm not. and I am OKAY with it.
But i'm one of the few girls. There are lots of girls who hoped every day they would make it onto your site. There are so many pretty girls at our school, why limit it to 25? I wish you would just post your opinion on your OWN instagram page and be real about it. It's ironic that it's MV's REAL flyest, when the person who made it is hiding behind their phone spreading drama throughout the school.
For the sake of everyone's sanity, I say you should take it down. Or at least spotlight pretty girls, not rank them. No one wants to be "ranked" above OR below someone, and I bet,whoever you are, neither would you.
To end this post.
Fly? What the crap does that even mean?
You say fly, and then post the hottest?
Anyway, Mountain View is freaking out with all these instagram pages. I'm happy to see all these sites that aren't numbering people anymore but honestly. There are too many to keep track.
Mountain View's Real Flyest
Mountain View's Sexiest
Mountain View's Hottest
Mountain View's Nicest
I will applaud Briana when she makes the
Mountain View's Best Eyebrows
Who cares if you don't make it on these pages? Just remember to sing this and you'll be fine.
You are single and all your friends are dating. You're sitting there petting your cats (or whatever) and wondering when the right person will walk into your life. You're waiting, and waiting, and waiting. You watch sappy love movies and can't even relate.
Okay folks, this is LAME.
Because what even is love in high school?
Is it really worth all the heartache and drama?
I turned this whole post over to a big group of people I texted today, so these are all not my words.
I asked 3 simple questions.
1. Do you believe that two people really can fall in love in high school?
2. Approximately how many times have you thought you've been in love so far?
3. What are some clear signs of infatuation between a couple in high school?
SO TO ADDRESS QUESTION NUMERO UNO
DO YOU BELIEVE THAT 2 PEOPLE CAN FALL IN LOVE IN HIGH SCHOOL?
99% of the people I texted voted YES . One person voted NO.
A couple people gave examples of siblings or themselves.
Here's what google has told me:
A little less than 2% of high school sweethearts actually get married. (and even less stay married)
So what about the people that said they were in love but found someone else? Is love really a single event you feel with that ONE person, or can you feel it lots of times? Just because you don't end up with them, does that mean you didn't love them? It depends on your definition of love, I suppose. I have concluded that you don't really know if you loved someone until your over them or lose them, (unless you end up together forever), I look back now and can see when I was really in love or not.
SECOND: HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU FALLEN IN LOVE IN YOUR LIFE SO FAR?
None: 7 people
Once:6 people
Twice: 3 people
Three times: 3 people
I can tell you for a fact I have been in love twice. Knowing what I know now and who I am, I know what I felt was love. But i've also learned an important lesson, I think a lot of people should know. Our definition of love changes when our age, lives, and circumstances change. I look back and if I felt the same feelings I felt so long ago, today, it wouldn't be love now. But at the time that was true love to me.
Clear signs your fellow students have said about infatuation:
"Infatuation is when the person in the relationship is involved for selfish reasons. Whereas love is where your more concerned for the well being of the other person than yourself"
"PDA. Spending a lot of time together. Flirtation"
"Just wanting to make out all the time it should be more than that."
"No idea."
"Always together and become anti social."
"Holding hands/kissing in the halls...Awkward status!!"
"Always making out?"
"PDA. Text 24/7. Lose all their other friends."
I think nothing screams infatutation more than this video
I'm not saying that love can't happen, but most the time it is infatuation in high school. I think that we aren't really emotionally mature enough to take on what love really is, but hey I guess it can happen. All I'm saying is that if you are currently in love, good job! Keep it going.
If you're not, don't stress. You get to date so many people and learn exactly what you want before college. You get to improve your friendships before you continue onto relationships.
Graduation is in 212 days for us seniors and then we will be opened up into a sea of attractive college students.
If you're not a senior: GOOD LUCK! And stay strong
Being single in high school is not a bad thing, but neither is being in love either.
Just make sure you're ready for that kind of committment if you are going to call it love! :)
If everyone could have crawled through the hallways this week without getting trampled, I think they would have.
I call it "Shoot me now" week.
It's the week after any break from school.
Summer break Fall Break Thanksgiving Break Christmas Break Spring Break
The week after all of those is DEATH. And what do they do? They make the end of the term super close to that week back. It is the worst.
It's like a daze, a constant "zone out". School was only 4 days this week and it felt like 300. Get me out of this school. Get me out of this classroom. Get me out of flex. Get me out of practice. Don't get me out of bed.
I swear if anyone talked to me this week I probably spoke "sluggish" (hence slug life title) or some form of pig latin.
So what is the solution??
Nothing. Nothing is the solution. Just endure. THANK GOODNESS FOR THE WEEKEND.
Déjà vu anyone?
I'm back to sitting in airport for four hours. My flight home was delayed. It looks like the universe just wants me to blog.
Well I guess I'll just talk about my trip. Wow there is so much I did! I am first off so grateful to my sister and brother in law for letting me stay and hang out with them here in Boston! I have had one of the best weekends of my whole life :)
Well instead of going moment by moment I will say my 3 favorite things about Boston.
#1: The city itself.
Never have I seen such a beautiful city! The whole time I was just like *is this real life?* The charles river is so cool. The ocean is calm and magnificent next to a city full of skyscrapers, history sites, and universities. It was A-MAZ-ING.
#2: The history
Not only did we see lots of sights from the revolutionary war but we the streets looked like that time period!! It was beautiful. If you ever want to see where George Washington stood while looking out at the city and ocean from Dorchester heights during a sunset, Boston is the place for you! :) the houses look like that old and beautiful and cobblestone streets are so cool. We saw where battles were fought for the revolutionary war all the way up Tia hotel John Wilkes booth sat two weeks before he assassinated Abraham Lincoln.
#3: The food.
It never stopped. The goodness never stopped. Never. It was fantasticarastical (new word, no meaning whatsoever). It was like heavens gates opened, and the food delivery truck in heaven accidentally left the back open and the food poured into Boston. Where did it come from? All I know is I will never eat food in Utah the same.
Well I have 2 hours left. Don't be surprised for more blog posts if I get bored.
