Did you ever notice that there is no legitimate reason for my blog to exist? I mean, I haven’t proven anything by blogging. I haven’t accomplished anything by filling up the internet with my useless opinions on useless things. The Blogging Faerie didn’t fly out of the sky and grant me this blog as my one true wish. The Demon Blogglebub didn’t rise from hell to curse me with it.
Let’s talk about other pointless things.
1. Spankies. Spankies. Spankies. I understand the attraction, I do. Your butt will look like it’s encased in awesome, and will, of course, extend that awesome to your butt, making your butt itself look…well…awesome. However, why is it that they’re so tight? I mean, I’ve seen even bone-skinny girls wearing spankies, and somehow, they manage to push everyone’s fat up and make everyone’s legs look a little flubby. I have never seen one woman who perfectly pulled off Spankies. No way, no how.
2. High School. Getting an education I get. I just don’t get…everything else. I don’t understand why the world (or maybe just America) has decided to pollute our learning system with this breeding ground of contempt and foolish learning. In public high schools, you only learn what the Government wants you to know. It’s all spooky and conspiracy-like. I don’t get good grades because I ‘overstep my boundaries’. I think the government overstepped its boundaries by restricting the flow of useful information to my brain.
3. Teenage relationships. Friendships good. Lovey-dovey ooey-gooey relationships bad. Look at the statistics. How many people actually end up in a happy, committed relationship for the rest of their lives based off of a high school sweetheart? It doesn’t happen. I get the whole:
‘I haven’t seen you in fifteen years, we’ve both changed so much and now I know we’re meant to be together.”
Yeah, people change. That’s the problem. Teenagers are so stuck in their own little worlds that they will either change too much during the course of the relationship or they will stick to the same pattern. Both of these can be fatal to love. Ditch the relationship. Don’t fall in ‘love’. Just wait until you’re older so you don’t have to spend the best years of your life curled up on the kitchen floor sobbing your eyes out and eating an entire bucket of double fudge chocolate caramel swirl ice cream.
4. Fighting. No point. None at all. I fight, yes I do…I just see no reason for it. Express your emotion by singing or throwing paint at a canvas. Shoot some 22 bullets at soda cans. Curse the tooth fairy. Curse the blogging faerie. Hell, curse the demon Blogglebub if you must, but never ever…