"People are strange when you're a stranger"- Jim Morrison The Doors

I feel as we get older the less patience we have for people because you know, we work and stuff so we build this ideal person in our heads and that is what we will associate with. It's like "if people don't like the same music, TV shows, etc. I don't have time for them because I will actually have to get to know them and not be able talk about the same TV shows, music etc. over and over and freaking over again." the thinking being the people on the outside of our box do not fit our criteria, therefor are foreign bodies and the extent of our socialization should just be in the form of exchanging niceties. Some people may be happy with that, but from my experience, when I stepped outside of that box and actually made an effort to get to know that person I was usually pleasantly surprised and they weren't so strange or foreign anymore. If I kept myself inside of that box I would not have learned as much as I have, and met the awesome people (even if they are not in my life anymore you are still a memory) that I have met over the years.

*Side tidbit that seems to have to do something with this post (well in my head it does) but probably doesn't:


I was in the shower the other day (which just happens to be the place where I do my best thinking) and I was going through my school years a thinking about the friends that I had during that time. I was the person who talked to everyone. I had friends in band, cheer leading, and football. As well as friends who took school way to seriously and friends that well...didn't. I didn't have and abundance of friends but the people who I chose to spend my time with were on completely different parts of the school click spectrum and to each other (as far as school clicks go) they probably viewed each other as strange (especially if you were walking around in a pink shirt wearing black lipstick...oh wait that was me) but by getting to know me and them getting to know each other I had a neat group of friends who made school and life  FUN. Those people made it so easy to be comfortable with who I am because each person complimented a part of me.

“I love Humanity but I hate humans” ― Albert Einstein

As I have gotten older I have very little patience for other human beings, and sometimes I even annoy myself. When we are young we have full love for everything. Our hearts are full of light. We could look at a fallen leaf and be totally enamored by its shape, color, and journey to the ground. As the years pass so does that naive love and we become more guarded until we have to refrain ourselves from randomly punching people in the face. 

I purposely do not watch the news or follow the tabloids for various reasons including:

• Propelling of Racism
• Cop Bashing
• Pedophilia
• Animal abuse
•  Kids set themselves on fire thinking that they are going to make youtube money

I still browse through Facebook every once in a while unfollowing anyone who is believes or takes part in the above list. After taking out the garbage what I am left with is a small community of people that donate to a neighbors gofundme. Who send their condolences when someone passes away, and congratulates on a birth or engagement. When one cuts out all the negative, what you are left with are a group of good people and are able to shut out certain individuals who in some cases do not deserve to breath. 

This blog is to serve as a punching bag when people are...well people, and also to bring to light the wonderful wonderfulness that is humanity.