Monday, July 19, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
Post Number Eleven, Just Because I'm Optimistic Doesn't Mean I Don't Get Depressed
Honestly, I'm generally a huge downer. I get angry easily, I dislike most people, and I usually expect things to turn out for the worst. The thing is, I don't let that side of me show. While I might be cussing you out in my head, I'm most likely having a nice conversation with you.
The frustrating thing is that I am a normal teenager with normal teenager feelings; I get depressed and hate myself sometimes just like every other teen. Just because I don't sit around and whine about it doesn't mean that I don't feel it, and it especially doesn't mean that you have the right to tell me that I have no clue what I'm talking about when it comes to suicide. So thank you, Dane, for giving me something to write about today.
When MY friend posts a status on Facebook saying how she wants to slit her wrists and just give up, I have just as much a right as you to tell her that she shouldn't. Just because I didn't give her all that "Oh, yeah, I've totally been there" crap doesn't mean that I don't know what I'm talking about. And it especially doesn't mean that you do know what you're talking about. Seriously, Dane? Your advice to a suicidal girl is to smoke pot instead of killing herself? Way to go. Because now instead of ending her life she can go ahead and ruin it. And then maybe she'll die of lung cancer. WOOHOO! That's WAY better than slitting your wrists!
On top of that, Dane, do you realize that the only reason that any teen would actually tell people that they were going to commit suicide is to get attention? Any sane person who wanted to succeed in committing suicide would be intelligent enough to NOT tell anyone about it. Don't you think that they would probably keep their plans a secret so that nobody could stop them? So maybe instead of saying how much we love them and how life is so important, we should just post something that lets them know that slitting your wrists is a dumb way to commit suicide.
And did you ever think that maybe I know a little bit more about teenage suicide than you? What part of "I want to major in psychology" is hard to understand? Obviously, psychology interests me, so OBVIOUSLY I read up on things like teenage suicide and depression. Which means that while you might think that you once had a few suicidal thoughts, I not only know that I once was depressed, but I also have read several studies and know about depression and suicide in itself.
So maybe for once in your life, you should shut up, because I do know what I'm talking about.
The frustrating thing is that I am a normal teenager with normal teenager feelings; I get depressed and hate myself sometimes just like every other teen. Just because I don't sit around and whine about it doesn't mean that I don't feel it, and it especially doesn't mean that you have the right to tell me that I have no clue what I'm talking about when it comes to suicide. So thank you, Dane, for giving me something to write about today.
When MY friend posts a status on Facebook saying how she wants to slit her wrists and just give up, I have just as much a right as you to tell her that she shouldn't. Just because I didn't give her all that "Oh, yeah, I've totally been there" crap doesn't mean that I don't know what I'm talking about. And it especially doesn't mean that you do know what you're talking about. Seriously, Dane? Your advice to a suicidal girl is to smoke pot instead of killing herself? Way to go. Because now instead of ending her life she can go ahead and ruin it. And then maybe she'll die of lung cancer. WOOHOO! That's WAY better than slitting your wrists!
On top of that, Dane, do you realize that the only reason that any teen would actually tell people that they were going to commit suicide is to get attention? Any sane person who wanted to succeed in committing suicide would be intelligent enough to NOT tell anyone about it. Don't you think that they would probably keep their plans a secret so that nobody could stop them? So maybe instead of saying how much we love them and how life is so important, we should just post something that lets them know that slitting your wrists is a dumb way to commit suicide.
And did you ever think that maybe I know a little bit more about teenage suicide than you? What part of "I want to major in psychology" is hard to understand? Obviously, psychology interests me, so OBVIOUSLY I read up on things like teenage suicide and depression. Which means that while you might think that you once had a few suicidal thoughts, I not only know that I once was depressed, but I also have read several studies and know about depression and suicide in itself.
So maybe for once in your life, you should shut up, because I do know what I'm talking about.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Post Number Ten, Our Narrator Hates Overdramatic Females
I recently spent four days at a Just For Kix dance camp. I love going there and I have a great time, but what I hate is having to spend four days with some of the cattiest, rudest, meanest, most immature girls I have ever met in my life.
There was constant fighting over ridiculous things like who was sleeping where or who said what to whom. I was honestly embarrassed to be a part of my team.
I just don't understand that need to always be the center of attention like some of those girls. They all annoy me.
All I have to say is that I am REALLY glad to be back.
Check out the camp I went to at www.justforkix.com.
There was constant fighting over ridiculous things like who was sleeping where or who said what to whom. I was honestly embarrassed to be a part of my team.
I just don't understand that need to always be the center of attention like some of those girls. They all annoy me.
All I have to say is that I am REALLY glad to be back.
Check out the camp I went to at www.justforkix.com.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Post Number Eight, In Which Our Narrator Advertises
I recently entered a photo contest hosted by
Their website is filled with awesome photography tips and they host a weekly photo contest every week. I highly recommend it if you have any interest at all in photography. I tried to upload the picture, but it seems ridiculously slow, so I'll give you the link instead:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/caitlynnason/4724839049/?eOrig=4724811167.
Post Number Seven, Dear Miley Cyrus
Dear Miley Cyrus,
I don't care how you are growing up and you want your style to portray your music. I don't care that you work out and are able to wear whatever you want without looking fat. I don't care that there are singers out there like Lady Gaga and Beyonce who wear leotards for concerts.
What I do care about; however, is the fact that like millions of other little girls, my little sisters look up to YOU. I care that you are a DISNEY star, which means that you should be just as wholesome as your show. I care that you are a role model, which means that whatever you do, your fans are going to want to do it too. I care that even though you want to appear to be a sexy woman, you are in fact still only a pretty girl, and even though you might say that on stage you're just playing "dress up," your little fans who are between the ages of six and thirteen don't realize that. All they see is you wearing next to nothing, and they want to do that too.
Please, just put some clothes on!
Sincerely,
Caitlyn
I don't care how you are growing up and you want your style to portray your music. I don't care that you work out and are able to wear whatever you want without looking fat. I don't care that there are singers out there like Lady Gaga and Beyonce who wear leotards for concerts.
What I do care about; however, is the fact that like millions of other little girls, my little sisters look up to YOU. I care that you are a DISNEY star, which means that you should be just as wholesome as your show. I care that you are a role model, which means that whatever you do, your fans are going to want to do it too. I care that even though you want to appear to be a sexy woman, you are in fact still only a pretty girl, and even though you might say that on stage you're just playing "dress up," your little fans who are between the ages of six and thirteen don't realize that. All they see is you wearing next to nothing, and they want to do that too.
Please, just put some clothes on!
Sincerely,
Caitlyn
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Post Number Six, In Which Our Narrator Obsesses
Okay, so even though I just posted a few hours ago, I'm going to post again to ooze about my latest obsession: steampunk. The girl who introduced it to me has a blog full of her amazing randomness, and I am super excited about this discovery of mine. You can visit her website at www.bramblefox.weebly.com. She has plenty to read about and look at, and should keep you busy for at least a few hours.
Post Number Five, In Which We Meet George Clooney
George Clooney is probably the hottest man on Earth. I have had a crush on him since about sixth grade, when I first saw the movie Oh Brother, Where Art Thou? which is a wonderful movie, by the way. George is the best when he plays characters from the thirties and forties. He just has that adorable charm about him.
I recently visited Disney World, and in Disney World there is a restaurant called Planet Hollywood (we also went to Pizza Planet, but that's another story) which has hundreds of props from loads of movies and shows. And guess what they had there. Yep, you got it; GEORGE CLOONEY'S E.R. DOCTOR COSTUME! And guess what was on the pocket. HIS SIGNATURE! Of course I took several pictures of it. Sadly, I still haven't gotten to meet the man himself, but I think that this was a very positive step in the right direction.
And one more thing before you go. I love to write (as you have probably noticed) and one of my most favorite websites is www.storywrite.com. If you'd like to look me up, my username is Cait-the-Great. If you've never been to StoryWrite, I definitely recommend it. It's a great start if you have dreams of becoming an author, or if you just like to write as a hobby. You can critique others' work and get your work critiqued as well.
I recently visited Disney World, and in Disney World there is a restaurant called Planet Hollywood (we also went to Pizza Planet, but that's another story) which has hundreds of props from loads of movies and shows. And guess what they had there. Yep, you got it; GEORGE CLOONEY'S E.R. DOCTOR COSTUME! And guess what was on the pocket. HIS SIGNATURE! Of course I took several pictures of it. Sadly, I still haven't gotten to meet the man himself, but I think that this was a very positive step in the right direction.
And one more thing before you go. I love to write (as you have probably noticed) and one of my most favorite websites is www.storywrite.com. If you'd like to look me up, my username is Cait-the-Great. If you've never been to StoryWrite, I definitely recommend it. It's a great start if you have dreams of becoming an author, or if you just like to write as a hobby. You can critique others' work and get your work critiqued as well.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Post Number Four, In Which Our Narrator Discusses 'Ultimate Fighting'
Ultimate Fighting is stupid.
The reason that Ultimate Fighting is stupid is because it is a televised "sport" in which grown men beat each other as if they're four. It's a ridiculous way for men with anger management issues to act out legally.
Why would you do something that is purposefully harmful to your body? Now, I understand that every athlete at some point recieves damage to their body, but if they're doing their sport correctly, their bodies shouldn't be hurt.
However, in Ultimate Fighting, athletes beat each other up on purpose! It's a pointless way to ruin your body long before it is supposed to age.
Next to Nascar, Ultimate Fighting is the most pathetic sport I have ever seen televised.
The reason that Ultimate Fighting is stupid is because it is a televised "sport" in which grown men beat each other as if they're four. It's a ridiculous way for men with anger management issues to act out legally.
Why would you do something that is purposefully harmful to your body? Now, I understand that every athlete at some point recieves damage to their body, but if they're doing their sport correctly, their bodies shouldn't be hurt.
However, in Ultimate Fighting, athletes beat each other up on purpose! It's a pointless way to ruin your body long before it is supposed to age.
Next to Nascar, Ultimate Fighting is the most pathetic sport I have ever seen televised.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Post Number Three, In Which We Learn an Interesting Fact About Our Narrator
I love to read.
Okay, so that's not all that interesting.
But I just wanted to tell you that I love reading different blogs on this very site, and my current favorite is The Bitchy Waiter. This guy is hilarious.
Well, that's all for now. Summer is kinda dull, so I don't really have much to say. Sorry.
Okay, so that's not all that interesting.
But I just wanted to tell you that I love reading different blogs on this very site, and my current favorite is The Bitchy Waiter. This guy is hilarious.
Well, that's all for now. Summer is kinda dull, so I don't really have much to say. Sorry.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Post Number Two, In Which Our Narrator Laments
I really dislike my life. Wanna know why? It's okay, I'll tell you anyway.
The reason I dislike my life is because it is boring. I live in a tiny town, I don't have any cool talents, I'm poor, and magic isn't real.
I've never even had a near death experience to tell complete strangers.
And nobody gets it. None of my friends have any sort of dreams of leaving Hamilton. In fact, most of them WANT to live here after college. What kind of crap is that? Why would you WANT to live in a dumpy place like this? Our town doesn't even have the decency to have that cutesy, hasn't-changed-since-the-fifties vibe either. It's just a bunch of hick farmers up in here.
What's wrong with big cities? Absolutely nothing except for the pollution. I even enjoy the noise of big cities. Yet all my friends seem to think that the minute you step into a place like Chicago or New York City you're going to get mugged, kidnapped, raped, or all three. It's ridiculous and delusional.
If you ever have the urge to visit Hamilton, just don't. It isn't worth the drive.
The reason I dislike my life is because it is boring. I live in a tiny town, I don't have any cool talents, I'm poor, and magic isn't real.
I've never even had a near death experience to tell complete strangers.
And nobody gets it. None of my friends have any sort of dreams of leaving Hamilton. In fact, most of them WANT to live here after college. What kind of crap is that? Why would you WANT to live in a dumpy place like this? Our town doesn't even have the decency to have that cutesy, hasn't-changed-since-the-fifties vibe either. It's just a bunch of hick farmers up in here.
What's wrong with big cities? Absolutely nothing except for the pollution. I even enjoy the noise of big cities. Yet all my friends seem to think that the minute you step into a place like Chicago or New York City you're going to get mugged, kidnapped, raped, or all three. It's ridiculous and delusional.
If you ever have the urge to visit Hamilton, just don't. It isn't worth the drive.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Post Number One, In Which Our Narrator Introduces Herself
Well, I'm not the most dedicated or the best writer, and I can't promise anything with this blog. Heck, I don't know if people will even read it. But you know what? I'm gonna write it anyway. I mean, every famous artist had to start somewhere, right? So why don't I start right here. I mean artist in the loosest sense; writer, photographer, painter, cartoonist, musician, dancer, you get the picture. Anyhoo, this is the fourth blog that I've started, but I hope to have a bit more dedication to this one.
Because I don't want to hit a dead end, this blog is going to be whatever whenever. Maybe I'll post pictures, vidoes, links, writings, you know, whatever. And I probably won't be consistent with it. Most likely I'll post a lot in the first few weeks and it'll become less and less as I get bored. I might give it up when school starts back up, but become interested again next summer.
Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy. Tell all your friends about this uber cool new blog that some random chick is posting. Even if you don't like it.
Because I don't want to hit a dead end, this blog is going to be whatever whenever. Maybe I'll post pictures, vidoes, links, writings, you know, whatever. And I probably won't be consistent with it. Most likely I'll post a lot in the first few weeks and it'll become less and less as I get bored. I might give it up when school starts back up, but become interested again next summer.
Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy. Tell all your friends about this uber cool new blog that some random chick is posting. Even if you don't like it.
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