Goblins Got Nothing on the Candy Craze

Halloween has become a candy industry driven holiday where selfish children leave their homes with empty pillowcases stay out with their friends until one in the morning (waking people up) and return with a loot big enough to provide them with cavities for the rest of puberty. If you don't believe me how crazy it gets just look at Jimmy Kimmel's experiment. I'm sure you've all seen it. 

This is what happens with too much sugar, folks. You're all thinking what I'm thinking now, huh? Plus trick or treating is cold. It's the middle of October for crying out loud....why didn't they put this holiday in the middle of June. There's nothing exciting in June! And it's warm. I love this holiday less and less each year. The only thing good about it is pumpking carving. But really I could do that whenever I want. Maybe in celebration of Thanksgiving?

Um...Was that a Compliment?

"How do I look?"
"Wow. I could never look that good in a <insert item of clothing> that small."
Great. So, do I look good? Do I just look better than you would? Did you just compliment me or...what? Everyone knows those people who say something bad about themselves before they are ever willing to say something good about you. Apparently, in order to make you feel good they are going to need to feel bad. I mean I guess it's not the worst thing that could happen. But instead of suddenly feeling good for getting a compliment or even feeling appreciative of said compliment, you feel guilty (that is if you actually like this friend which we will assume you do). I always feel the need to overcompensate when my friends say things like that which takes the attention off of me, which (hello!) I love the spotlight. I try never to say things that put me down, it makes me feel bad and everyone else uncomfortable. Everyone is different never compare yourself to someone else, ever. It's like comparing an eskimo to banana cream pie. They don't have anything in common. Just be nice to yourself! There is no better way to learn to love yourself than to pretend you already do.
"Do you like my <insert physical feature> this way?"
"Well you pull it off better than so and so."
For real? Did you just say that? Okay this is going to be my biggest pet peeve tonight BECAUSE it has happened to me where I'm the "so and so". In their defense they didn't know I could hear. Wait, did I say in their defense? Because honestly you shouldn't say that no matter who is listening. It isn't a compliment! It is rude and classless and is bound to make someone feel bad. I do not understand how someone could be so untactful as to not understand that saying something like is inappropriate. Especially when you are friends with them. Ya, ok, I get the blunt end of of the stick a lot when it comes to jokes, but ya know whatever it's all in fun. But that isn't funny. It is just mean. You wanna bring a girl's self esteem down to the pits and really make her feel bad? Compare her negatively to another girl. There is nothing more detrimental to a girl's self esteem. I really hope that the moment the words came out she re-thought her statement. It's really hard to feel love towards someone who says terrible things to you. But alas, people said terrible things to Jesus and he still loved them all, so I try.
I'd just like to say if you can't muster up a sincere compliment, with kindness, that doesn't put anyone in a position of negative word then don't bother mustering up a compliment at all. Saying nothing is better than saying something that could mess up someone's whole night, week, sometimes life.

The Beginning of One More Blog

I try not to be one of those people who has a million blogs. I really do. And I like to think that I'm doing alright on it. I mean, I do have another blog, but in my defense it's a poetry blog that never even gets glanced at anymore. And I have another in addition to that one, but technically it is shared with three of my roommates/awesome friends. So, this is the only blog I have all to myself to talk about nonsense stuff that no one on the planet cares about but me. See the thing is I actually really love to write. It's a really good coping mechanism for all the crazy stuff that goes on in my life, especially the grief causing stuff, because there is a lot of that. I love my journal but sometimes I just can't fit it all in there. And let's face it I'm on the internet using my time way less productively than I actually could be. A little about me, in case you actually start with this blog post. I am the oldest of four children or the youngest of five. Whichever way you choose to look at it. You see my biological family chose to leave me in Utah and by "chose" I really mean there was no way in <insert word with bad connotation here> that I was going with them. And that is how I suddenly became the youngest of five where before I was the oldest of four. Trust me circumstances are WAY better now than they ever would have been had I chosen to live with my biological family. But you may hear stories about some people here and there and I will just leave it up to you to figure who it is I really am talking about because honestly sometimes even I get confused. I love to write. I actually have always really loved to write and I find that if I'm angry or frustrated writing is the best (non-violent) way of expressive my emotions. Right now I am going to school, majoring in Social Work. However, I haven't actually gotten into the program yet so I'm not really sure what's going to happen with that. I am totally, head-over-heals in love with a man who has left me to serve in the incredibly lucky mission of California Arcadia. I am very, very blessed to share this mission with him and couldn't be prouder of him. And as of Friday (November 2) he will have been gone one year. Yay!!! Halfway there! I am a lover of all things animal, except cats. Long story short my mom has almost near twelve now. It's hard to love that much cat. One day I WILL own a goat. I think they are adorable and would make a wonderful pet. I love my roommates, all four of them. Though, sometimes I love some more than others, and sometimes I wonder why I love any of them. But really they are amazing beautiful women who keep me strong (most of the time). I live for all things food. Really, if it can be consumed I will consume it. Except onions they are the most disgusting thing on the planet and should not be classified as a food. I mean, come on people, a food that makes you cry? Clearly evil. My biggest goal in life is to get married and pop out as many babies as my heart so desires (which is quite a few). And that's me folks. Stay tuned for the exciting life there is to come.