Three Tell Tale Signs That You Have No Game

     Just some pet peeves I've compiled from my experiences as well as what I've heard from my friends. Think of this as a public service announcement. I can't personally make a convincing sad puppy dog face, so I'm leaving that to this sad dog from one of those tear-jerking ASPCA commercials. Please, I'm begging you, if you do any of these things, stop. Please. In my opinion, you have no game if:

You can't spell: Calling myself part of the grammar police would be an understatement. I'm going to go so far as to call myself a grammar Nazi. I am also fully aware that I'm setting myself up for mass amounts of criticism if I overlook a typo in any of my future posts. However, accidentally typing a word wrong is much different than just not knowing the difference between "there, their, and they're," "you're and your," or just blatantly not knowing how to spell basic words like "embarrass" or my personal favorites "intelligence" and "grammar." Saying to me "your cute" will not make me like you, and I'm sure I'm not the only girl who feels this way.

You are clingy: How would you like it if someone you are merely acquainted with texts you every free chance they get and Facebook ims you every time you're online? I would say it gets old much quicker for me than it does for the average person.

You self-loathe: Nobody is perfect and we all have our insecurities whether we like to admit it or not. I thought it'd be common sense that if you're trying to get someone to like you, you shouldn't draw attention to those insecurities. Everyone always says that confidence is an attractive quality. Everyone always says that for a reason. Of course, don't be a pretentious asshole. But don't act like you hate yourself either. The next time I hear a cute guy say "I'm not that cute," they're getting a well-deserved slap across the face.

(Sorry I've been slacking on updating the blog! Every now and then I think of things to write about, but my schedule turned out to be more demanding than I anticipated so I usually spend my free time being a couch potato. I'm going to try to start posting more, try being the operative word here.)

My Snowday > Your Snowday

     I was able to fulfill my duties as a woman today despite the snow by making key lime cupcakes. I made more than three, these are just the ones I managed to not mess up with the frosting. I can assure you it's a lot harder than it looks on Cupcake Wars.

Someone Take Me To This

WOULD LOVE YOU FOREVER REGARDLESS OF YOUR GENDER OR WHO YOU ARE. PLEASE. CAPS LOCK MEANS I'M EXTRA SERIOUS. For real though, this is going to sell out. Integrity is one of my favorite bands and seeing them would make my life complete.

The Facebook Obsession

     For some reason, I felt like I should have titled this "America's Facebook Obsession" because I always hear people talk about how Americans are so obsessed with technology. Instead, I decided on making it broader and somewhat unoriginal, the title of this post being the title of the CNBC documentary I watched which gave me the idea to write about Facebook. Out of all the shows my lazy ass has been watching the past several weeks or so, I'd have to say this one had the most substance to it.

     Facebook was established in 2003 and today, roughly 1 in 12 people in the world uses it. I can't think of the perfect word to use here, but I'll go with mind-blowing. Mark Zuckerberg, creator of Facebook, virtually has control over how we - meaning everyone in the world that uses Facebook - communicate. We may complain every time Facebook evolves out of nowhere to be "more efficient," but at the end of the day, everybody puts up with it and still continues to use Facebook because we're "obsessed." I do not exclude myself from this.

     Comparing how Facebook worked in the beginning before it was tweaked over and over to get to where it is today is crazy to look back on. The way Facebook is now, it seems like it's hard to keep anything a secret. Sometimes I wonder why people even bother asking me what I'm studying, where I'm going to school, where I'm from, what kind of music I like, etc. when they're friends with me on Facebook. If a stranger fills out every single part of the "About Me" section, I can look at their profile and feel like I know them.

      Don't even get me started on the new Facebook. The "Memory" option displays all of your most popular statuses, new friends, pictures of you tagged, sorted by year. It is completely unnecessary and makes me feel like I'm stalking myself when even just clicking on my own.

     This turned into one of those "technology freaks me out" posts. It is impossible to forget about someone when they're your Facebook friend, even when you don't even talk to or live near that person. High school graduation is supposed to be so emotional and whatnot because you'll never see a lot of those people again, but if I really wanted to see almost any given person I graduated with again, I could make plans through Facebook. I can't tell if this is a good or bad thing.

OMG! First Post Of 2011!

     Don't get too excited, I've got nothin' right now. The picture to the left is a visual representation of what's happening in my mind right now. This is due, in part, to me being on winter break and therefore, my mind is turned off. The fact that I've been doing literally nothing for the past few days is also a large contribution to this. I miss you Filthadelphia.

On an unrelated note, I've been digging this whole album lately. Her voice is so pretty and needs no further explanation.