tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18719234395518776722024-03-12T19:07:10.693-07:00watevahi'll do my best
to give it to you straight
Toxic all the way
front
and
CENTER!!!!!LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-88171233637062621482009-09-21T14:14:00.000-07:002009-09-21T14:15:32.268-07:00bye<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">i'm closing this done because no one reads it. i'm starting a new blog. spreadin' the word early. check out my profile to know what it is </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">bye, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">TOXIC </span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-13579196365072949192009-09-09T16:00:00.000-07:002009-09-09T16:13:50.233-07:00lucky charms<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> In school ,in these United States of America, all anyone can talk about is how "lucky" we are. How much we "have". How we're "ungrateful" and "take everything for granted". This really bothers me, because these teachers have all the same privileges, and the same rights, and probably take the same stuff for granted!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Plus, they're only talking about "privileged" in the materialistic sense. You could have the most messed-up family and the most messed-up life and the most messed-up friends, but as long as we have a house and material things, we're considered really lucky on the outside. <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">(sidebar-just now, a family member of mine came in, read this, and went on, and on, about how we ARE lucky, thus completely violating blogging code). </span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">Just recently, I struggled with something major and very very very bad, and i really wasn't feeling so lucky. No one really does, sometimes. But we have to keep in stride, keep our chins up, and remember just how "lucky we are"? Hello!!! Not fair!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">pissed, </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">TOXIC </span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-74400821051827411622009-09-02T12:49:00.000-07:002009-09-02T12:58:20.134-07:00i.ds, please?<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"> Identification annoys me. It annoys me because who really knows who they are anymore? I mean, in a way that would fit on a page. Confused? That's just it! Everybody gets confused about themselves and what "category" they fit in, or "clique", or "group" or whatever.</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Now, let's talk about maturity. Virtual show of hands, who here has met someone (or who IS someone) who thinks maturity is drinking coffee like a manic (UG!), watching R-rated movies (DOUBLE UG!), and slathering on tons of makeup (TRIPLE UG!)? Does anyone besides me think that's irritating?! That's not maturity!! That's just a list if THINGS!!! </span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"> Maturity to me is being able to move on, not getting stuck on one bad thing, not holding grudges over the little things. It's being trusted with something and with staining that trust. What's it to you? PLEASE COMMENT!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">My stand, my life, my messed-up head, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">TOXIC</span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-46918265955398770972009-08-22T20:56:00.000-07:002009-08-22T20:57:47.222-07:00once again<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Please comment! It's the only way I know that people are reading this!! </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >TOXIC</span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-70688269654480627672009-07-26T11:21:00.000-07:002009-07-26T11:28:30.648-07:00into it<span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">What is popular now? I mean, what does everybody love the most, what's the latest trend, what is the most popular thing? Somebody please tell me because I.Have.No.Clue! There is got to be something out there that will define this decade!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Unless popularity is finally overrated. Unless people are finally having their own styles, and not just going with what everybody else thinks, does says. Normality could be out, individuals could be in. That could be the Popular Thing.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">What do you say? What is the thing that defines the New Millennium Decade, or whatever? I mean, almost every decade in the 1900s had it. Seriously, I'm confused</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">What do you think??</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">TOXIC</span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-11192150109053778902009-06-29T08:02:00.000-07:002009-06-29T08:17:52.360-07:00intro to the extro<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I am <span style="font-weight: bold;">OBSESSED!!!</span> With two words. <span style="font-style: italic;">Introvert</span> and<span style="font-style: italic;"> extrovert.</span> I think about them<span style="font-weight: bold;"> all the time</span>, <span style="font-weight: bold;">everywhere, every time</span> I see people, i think about those words.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"><span style="font-style: italic;">Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute!</span> I know you're thinking that right now, so let me go backwards. For those of you in the audience with <span style="font-weight: bold;">no clue </span>what I'm talking about, let me tell you: an <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">introvert </span>is someone who is <span style="font-style: italic;">reserved, shy, quiet. </span>Doesn't like social scenes that much, <span style="font-style: italic;">the one in background,</span> etc, etc. An<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> extrovert </span>is the <span style="font-style: italic;">complete opposite.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Outgoing, loud, talkative. </span>Practically<span style="font-weight: bold;"> LIVES</span> for social scenes, <span style="font-style: italic;">the one in front, </span>etc, etc. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">So anyway, I am <span style="font-weight: bold;">obsessed </span>with those too words because I myself am an introvert. And I sometimes feel in the shadow of the extroverts. The me part out the window I have a little advice for you other introverts who have no idea what to do with yourselves. For one, <span style="font-weight: bold;">STAND UP FOR YOURSELVES!</span> No doormats, it sucks to be one. For two, if you really need to say something <span style="font-weight: bold;">SAY IT! </span>Alot of times, people skip over quiet people, expecting them not to say something. Well, I for one think it would be cool to surprise them with something to say.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">This is my stand, </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">TOXIC</span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-71990545274252691632009-06-18T14:20:00.000-07:002009-06-18T15:00:41.925-07:00cliques up<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">There's this girl I know. She has a lot of friends, and I bet she can be a good friend to each of them individually, but when most of them are in the same vicinity, she's a wreck. This girl just runs around, hanging out and having a great time with her current, popular, sorry to say it, but a little shallow friends. That would be ok, if she didn't ignore her other friends. You know what? I'm one of those ignored friends. It SUCKS!</span><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Some things I've noticed about cliquey people:they have a lot of cliques. And they act differently with each clique. It amazes me how people (including me) can just change personalities depending on who their with, or where they are. Why do we have to change so much?</span><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;">What else have I noticed? The people's ability to just drop their main interests out the window to adjust to someone else's. If you know what you stand for, and what you like and don't like, is there any reason to change it to fit someone else?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"> Cliquey girl knows who she is (if you have to ask, it's probably not you). If you're reading this post, C.G, </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">DON'T APOLOGIZE!</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"> It did nothing before, and it will do nothing now.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">It's just crap, </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">TOXIC</span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-80015195515594242032009-06-09T18:02:00.000-07:002009-06-11T18:12:56.317-07:00song bites<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">So, alot of times, when I internet chat with friends, I make up songs and post them when there are lulls in the chatversation. I thought it would be cool to share some. But, you tell me. Ok, this is how it goes:</span><br /><br /> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I wanna be</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> out there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> dancin' in the rain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> cuz it feels good</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> I wanna be</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> out there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> singin' in the crowd</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> cuz nobody cares</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> and it feels good</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> I wanna RUN</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">And another:</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Hey now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> sit and listen</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> look back on the things you've done</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Ok, add that to <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">"ice blue eyes"</span> and you can pretty much see that I practically have song lyrics coursing through my veins . I also want to share on that I first started a year ago, and I've embellished it. Here it goes:</span><br /><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Take it easy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> treat me dearly</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> like your very own</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Hold me closer</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> hold me tighter</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> take me as I am</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Here and gone, a fleeting moment in time</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> waiting to speak, until I catch your eye</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Don't discriminate</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> stand back and don't hate</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> don't change me, don't change me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Don't fuss over me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> back away and set me free</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> yeah, don't change me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> don't stay away, though</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Pull me in closer</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> pull me in deeper</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> don't spit me back out</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> I'll go in longer</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> go in stronger</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> to get closer to you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Blending in, by standing out from the crowd</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Does anyone just want to be themselves</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Don't discriminate</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> stand back and don't hate</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> don't change me, don't change me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Don't fuss over me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> back away and set me free</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> yeah, don't change me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> don't stay away, though</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Don't discriminate</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> stand back and don't hate</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> don't change me, don't change me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Don't fuss over me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> back away and set me free</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> yeah, don't change me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> don't stay away, though</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> Don't stay away</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> I'm your lyrics girl</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> <span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">TOXIC</span></span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-74165737078994521472009-06-09T09:30:00.000-07:002009-06-09T09:34:15.291-07:00short note<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Attention, all you freaks and weirdas!!</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I just wanted to say to my scores and scores of readers </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">(HA!), </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;">PLEASE COMMENT ON MY POSTS!! </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">It's the only way i can tell if people are reading this.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">That is all,</span><br /><span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">TOXIC</span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-81539798640516302442009-05-27T16:18:00.000-07:002009-06-05T15:51:51.869-07:00countries of choice<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> Ok, what do you think of when you think about Japan? Is it the history and culture, the great technology, and entertainment? Or is it the bombing at Pearl Harbor, and the atomic bombings in Japan?Bombings, bombings, bombings! Wars, wars, wars! can we please talk about some thing else in History class?!</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">I also totally found it both hilarz and childish when, in fourth grade(worst year ev, but that's a story for another post), people in my class hated British people. You know, because of the whole revolutionary war thing. Soooooooooooo stuck in the past. I truly hope those kids grew up(they know who they are).</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">As another example, the whole Australia thing. Alot of people automatically think of the outback when they think of Australia. Even though it has lots of ultramodern things in it!</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">Hey!, let us not forget Paris! If I hear the "Paris is for lovers" cliche one more time, I will vomit all over the place. Ugh! I'm gagging right now just typing about it.</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Anyway, my point is, if you are on board with the country stereotypes, do some research!! </span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> I'm the girl with the paper and the plan</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">This is my stand</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" >TOXIC</span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-74018291153105327652009-05-22T08:44:00.001-07:002009-05-22T09:02:14.400-07:00ice blue eyes<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;">(This is a song i wrote.) </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> I don't have anything </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> to say to you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> And yet I want to say everything</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> but I cant</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Find myself</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> to say a word</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Do you know how frustrating</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> that is?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Sometimes I wonder why......</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Why</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Did I.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Fall for the guy who is never alone </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> you're always surrounded by people</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Fall for the guy with a bunch of girls</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> always around</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> I wonder if he realizes </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> that I know I'll never measure up</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Why </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> did I fall</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> for the guy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> with the ice blue eyes?! </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> ICE BLUE EYES</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> I always want</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> to be around you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> And yet</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> I never am</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Close enough to reach out</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> to you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Fearing rejection</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Sometimes I wonder why......</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Why</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Did I.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Fall for the guy who is never alone </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> you're always surrounded by people</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Fall for the guy with a bunch of girls </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> always around</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> I wonder if he realizes </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> that I know I'll never measure up</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Why </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> did I fall</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> for the guy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> with the ice blue eyes?! </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> ICE BLUE EYES</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Where do you go</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> when you are alone</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> I want to see there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> and tell you </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> anything</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> everything</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Where are you </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> when you want someone else around</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> I want to see you there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> see you there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> see you there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> see you there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Sometimes I wonder why......</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Why</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Did I.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Fall for the guy who is never alone </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> you're always surrounded by people</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Fall for the guy with a bunch of girls </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> always around</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> I wonder if he realizes </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> that I know I'll never measure up</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> Why </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> did I fall</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> for the guy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> with the ice blue eyes?! </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> ICE BLUE EYES</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> BLUE EYES</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-25118225108620919442009-05-12T16:05:00.000-07:002009-05-14T18:12:20.028-07:00names on the ground<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Why is it that when people (mostly girls) are with their friends, they talk about their other friends alot? It's, like, name dropping, except your not using celebrities. I find this strange. It's competitive, naming all of your friends, seeing who has the most. Not everything in life is a competition. Don't you realize that?</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Weirder, still, even though I'm tired of listening to this name dropper crap, I find myself actually doing it when I'm with my friends. It's almost a big race to see who's life is better, and, without knowing it, I've started running to catch up with the other competitors. It's worse with friends you don't see every day. You hang out, get to talking, and suddenly, they mention their friends at school or something, and describe the clique that their in, and all the clique members.</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Then you launch off into this monologue about all your school friends, and the cliques, and so on.</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> What I've realized is that when you drop names, they just end up on the ground, you are discarding people when you name-drop, dismissing them as another collectible friend. And it's nothing but crap.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Consider yourself warned, </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">TOXIC</span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-10147305012275764192009-05-11T12:56:00.000-07:002009-05-11T13:10:41.155-07:00this is a love song, this is a breakup song....<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> Ah, <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">dating.</span> Getting together with someone and making out and going places together. Being a <span style="font-style: italic;">"couple". </span>Sound familiar? i hear it every day in the <span style="font-weight: bold;">halls at my school,</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">with friends</span>, and<span style="font-weight: bold;"> on T.V,</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">the internet</span>, and <span style="font-weight: bold;">books,</span> and just about <span style="font-weight: bold;">everywhere else</span>. And to that I say <span style="font-weight: bold;">"UGG!</span> I get it! Dating, is great, dating is fun, dating is for <span style="font-weight: bold;">EVERYONE!! NOT!"</span> Do you know how many kids/teens/young adults/adults get <span style="font-style: italic;">soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo</span> wrapped up in the <span style="font-weight: bold;">dating thing</span> that they become wierdas?! Alot! </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> And the imfamous <span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;">breakups.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span>The crying, the <span style="font-style: italic;">"Please don't leave me"s</span>, the <span style="font-style: italic;">"I can change"s </span>the <span style="font-style: italic;">"It's better this way"s </span>. It doesn't have to be this this dramatic, people!!!!! I know it's hard, and it can crush you, but really, to quote another breakup line, "It doesn't have to be this way"!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> Yeah, I'm all for finding the right someone and getting together, but it doesn't have to be crazy competitive compulsive, or make you leave people behind or completely stressful. It can be fun. All I'm saying.</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">This is my stand, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> TOXIC </span></span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1871923439551877672.post-81216374749482158462009-05-02T08:08:00.000-07:002009-05-15T12:17:59.672-07:00lables, tags, or identities?<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >Singer </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >Dancer</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;" >Rich</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-family:arial;" >Poor</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" >Fun</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" >Boring</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" >Imaginative</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" >Plain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;" >Smart </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:arial;" >Dumb</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;" >Blonde</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >Brunette</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:arial;" >Young</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:arial;" >Old</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"> "Is this who I am?" some people ask "Does this really define me?" Well, I say, the answer is yes and the answer is no. It is who you are, but it does not define you. If your name was a dictionary definition, would it look like this?:</span><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;"> [Insert name](noun)-A smart brunette who wears jeans and T-shirts</span><br />I say<span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> NOT!</span> Those sound like half- labels to me. Now lets try some controversial ones:<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">Gay</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Straight</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);">Black</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">White</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">Biracial</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">Racist</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Sexist</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Autistic</span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"> Now, don't some of those sound like accusations to you? How many times have you heard someone say<span style="font-weight: bold;"> "You're gay!"</span> in a mocking tone? As for the race ones: where I go to school, the word<span style="font-weight: bold;">" racist"</span> is thrown around like a<span style="font-style: italic;"> cheap dart.</span> Being African American(or Black, or Negro, whichever you prefer) I don't hear it in reference to me, but I have heard it once because of me. </span><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> Ok, please please <span style="font-weight: bold;">PLEASE </span>don't confuse my message with political correctness. That is just stepping on <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">MAJOR</span> eggshells to please<span style="font-style: italic;"> everyone.</span> Not gonna work, <span style="font-style: italic;">someone</span> will always be offended. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> </span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> This is my stand</span><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"> <span style="font-family:verdana;"> TOXIC</span></span></span>LiberatedButterflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08867583153908113825noreply@blogger.com0