I can't help but notice the whining trend on social networks in the "status update" department.
No one cares about your tummy hurting or your headache, or the fact that you actually have to do homework *gasp!* for the educational institution you went into debt for bc you so desperately wanted to be a part of it!!!!!
shut. up.
I make no apologies for my bold statements. Perhaps I hold my head in shame a little bc I know that I have had my Emo moments too. But expressing emotion or a general outlook on life is completely different from updating the world on your everyday petty complaints. There are ppl not far from you who are being beaten, tormented, or even raped. Don't roll your eyes at me! Think about it.
I guarantee (if you live in a city) within 10 mins from you is a family learning one of their loved ones will have to die, or suffer through life with a debilitating disease. I'm thinking your headache will pass...
Maybe it's just me, but I find complaining absolutely repulsive, particularly when announced in an effort to squeeze out some sympathy.
Don't get me wrong, I am completely supportive of freedom of expression, just not complaining and whining.
I know, I know, we all have bad days. Trust me, this is all coming from someone who has a dark struggle with depression. Yup. I just said that. I've been known to sink into my situation and dwell on the negative and hopelessness of my life. (just a side note, as a christian, this behavior is even more ridiculous and totally unacceptable) Still, something I can relay from my experience is that no matter how hard you think your life is, there is always someone worse off. (Hello, how bout the current situation in Haiti!?!)
I do realize that you have to still exist in your own skin, and deal with whatever trials and hardships may come your way. Life goes on where you are, and in this media age of distraction and pleasure seeking, it can be difficult to come up for air.
At some point, you need to pull your rotted face away from the damn TV or gossip magazines, and take a good hard interest in something...someone other than yourself.
Do us all a favor, get your head out of your own ass and look around you. Get some perspective and take some action!!!! For example....
some perspective: http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2010/01/haiti_six_days_later.html
http://aplusk.posterous.com/latest-bullet-points-on-haiti
some action:www.conduitmission.org
www.hansandfeetproject.org
www.redcross.org
It's just that easy. No, you don't always have to pour money into a relief fund (although, if you could why wouldn't you???)
I am sure there are better ways to spend your time than telling facebook friends that your back hurts or whatever uncomfortable woe is currently oppressing you. Get over yourself, and get into life! Stop boring the rest of us with your constant nagging for attention. It only makes us think you're stupid. Anyone who says differently (awwww poor baby!!!) is a sucker and probably co-dependant anyway. Don't be a loser. Get off your "can't" and DO SOMETHING. Fight for something. Be passionate about anything! Just stop moaning and griping before I walk over there and shake you!
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
I'd Rather be Teed Off, than Teed On....
I never really understood the appeal of playing golf til today.
To be clear, you won't find me tearing up the green anytime soon. I always found it slightly ridiculous in concept- Let's see how far we can whack this tiny ball across a field of chemically enhanced grass and perfect our technique of aiming said ball towards a small hole. I suppose you could look at sports in general with the same train of thought...
Granted golf is generally associated with "Country Clubs" that shelter the appalling sort of people born into privilege and spoiled from it. However, I don't find any sport more infuriatingly pointless than "Curling". That maybe because I find no enjoyment in Bowling, and Curling is reminiscent of Bowling on ice...only, not. Whatever. Curling is stupid. the end.
Someone once very dear to me had a love for golf and even though I didn't understand it, I appreciated his spirited enthusiasm about it (of course, I'm a sucker for passionate people so there is no real surprise there). I even concluded there's something dignified about the history behind the game, something very gentleman-like. Still, if a brain can "roll its eyes" mine did a little.
Admittedly there is something artful in this sport's composure. Aside from the very aesthetic surroundings, the glint of silver in the sun, the "fresh air and exercise", you have this strive for perfection that I cannot help but admire.
What on earth has inspired this random mental venture into the world of Tiger Woods? Well, recently I have taken up racquetball with my roommate. (Bare with me, there is a method to my madness) We are strictly amateurs at this point, but it's fantastic exercise, and induces epic levels of hilarity! We have a friendly competition in volley, which may or may not include a rampant use of profanity and derogatory remarks. ;)
Both of us being artists/musicians, we are prone to finding deeper (or eccentric) enjoyment in activities like this. There's something so delicious in the sound of the swooshing racquet as it connects to the ball with a videogame-like resonance. Finding sweet release in the accomplishment of a goal with physical exertion has proven to be quite liberating! Perhaps it's a form of escapism, but it sure seems a lot healthier than watching a movie!
I realize there's something more oafish about lobbing a rubber ball at a wall, but it somehow connected with me that golf is as much of the same pleasure. The competition to perfect a swing, an angle, a form. The satisfaction that comes from actually striking the object you were intending to hit, sending it soaring thru the air on a beautifully executed ride to its intended destination. The endurance and diligence required in training are definitely beneficial to one's health and well-being.
I have to admit, I love the aggressive tendencies in sports that seem to be lacking in golf. I'm not as classy as I could be I guess. :) I initially became interested in watching football when the guy teaching me about it during a game on TV got all crazy and freakishly loud (mid-sentence) over a bad play. I fed off his passion and ferocity and felt a strange connection to him. Somehow it made me feel like less of a dweeb. All the rage and intensity I feel inside about music and art suddenly felt less insane!!! Someone was as crazy and loud about something that made them happy. I think I could like football :)
Anyway,back to the whole golf thing. I get it now. Even though I may never even play it, and it's technically nothing like racquetball (other than the use of a ball and a swinging motion). Over all, the comparison gave me clearer insight into the world of sports. I can take this new respect and apply it to pretty much any sport.
...Except Curling... that's still stupid.
To be clear, you won't find me tearing up the green anytime soon. I always found it slightly ridiculous in concept- Let's see how far we can whack this tiny ball across a field of chemically enhanced grass and perfect our technique of aiming said ball towards a small hole. I suppose you could look at sports in general with the same train of thought...
Granted golf is generally associated with "Country Clubs" that shelter the appalling sort of people born into privilege and spoiled from it. However, I don't find any sport more infuriatingly pointless than "Curling". That maybe because I find no enjoyment in Bowling, and Curling is reminiscent of Bowling on ice...only, not. Whatever. Curling is stupid. the end.
Someone once very dear to me had a love for golf and even though I didn't understand it, I appreciated his spirited enthusiasm about it (of course, I'm a sucker for passionate people so there is no real surprise there). I even concluded there's something dignified about the history behind the game, something very gentleman-like. Still, if a brain can "roll its eyes" mine did a little.
Admittedly there is something artful in this sport's composure. Aside from the very aesthetic surroundings, the glint of silver in the sun, the "fresh air and exercise", you have this strive for perfection that I cannot help but admire.
What on earth has inspired this random mental venture into the world of Tiger Woods? Well, recently I have taken up racquetball with my roommate. (Bare with me, there is a method to my madness) We are strictly amateurs at this point, but it's fantastic exercise, and induces epic levels of hilarity! We have a friendly competition in volley, which may or may not include a rampant use of profanity and derogatory remarks. ;)
Both of us being artists/musicians, we are prone to finding deeper (or eccentric) enjoyment in activities like this. There's something so delicious in the sound of the swooshing racquet as it connects to the ball with a videogame-like resonance. Finding sweet release in the accomplishment of a goal with physical exertion has proven to be quite liberating! Perhaps it's a form of escapism, but it sure seems a lot healthier than watching a movie!
I realize there's something more oafish about lobbing a rubber ball at a wall, but it somehow connected with me that golf is as much of the same pleasure. The competition to perfect a swing, an angle, a form. The satisfaction that comes from actually striking the object you were intending to hit, sending it soaring thru the air on a beautifully executed ride to its intended destination. The endurance and diligence required in training are definitely beneficial to one's health and well-being.
I have to admit, I love the aggressive tendencies in sports that seem to be lacking in golf. I'm not as classy as I could be I guess. :) I initially became interested in watching football when the guy teaching me about it during a game on TV got all crazy and freakishly loud (mid-sentence) over a bad play. I fed off his passion and ferocity and felt a strange connection to him. Somehow it made me feel like less of a dweeb. All the rage and intensity I feel inside about music and art suddenly felt less insane!!! Someone was as crazy and loud about something that made them happy. I think I could like football :)
Anyway,back to the whole golf thing. I get it now. Even though I may never even play it, and it's technically nothing like racquetball (other than the use of a ball and a swinging motion). Over all, the comparison gave me clearer insight into the world of sports. I can take this new respect and apply it to pretty much any sport.
...Except Curling... that's still stupid.
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