Instead of talking about all the dramatic things going on in the world, such as the 2012 U.S. Election for President (GO OBAMA!), or the ten million wars in the world (boo...), or Hurricane Sandy (<3 NJ/NY), I'm going to talk about two new bands that I've been listening to for the past few months.
Yes. (I know right?!--Ignore all of the world's news/problems, and talk about MUSIC?!)
Why talk about the world's problems over and over if we can't even do anything to fix it?
I probably will end up ranting about that too, though...
Anyway, first band on the list is... (cue drumroll)...
Of Monsters and Men.
If you haven't heard of them, then go and listen to them! Albeit, I don't like all of their songs, but they do have some good ones. Namely: Little Talks. Maybe Mountain Sound,too. That's more indie though.
Very alternative sound right there.
And finally, the next band that I've been absolutely shit-crazy about it:
Imagine Dragons
Hopefully some of you have heard of them (cough--ASSASSIN'S CREED III--cough).
I could go on and on with their songs--almost every one of their songs are ones that I adore. Songs such as: It's Time, Radioactive, Bleeding Out, etc., etc., etc.
Now, to end this insanely short half of a blog kind of thing-a-majigee:
Bye. (Creative, I know!) ~Banana Win :D
P.S. Almost reached the 50 post mark with this one here!
It's been more two weeks now, since I last updated, and for these past weeks all I've been doing is going through this annoying cycle of plain discomfort.
I think it's safe to say, the past 3-4 months of my life have probably been among the most irritating, and among the months in which I've had the most anger.
Anger. That's something I seem to feel often, nowadays, and I'll fluctuate from some moody, depressed mood, to a light-hearted, approachable mood, right when I have someone to talk to.
And then I'll go right back to brooding when I'm alone again.
The kicker is, is that I wouldn't be in this case...if it weren't for external circumstances.
I absolutely hate not having control over my own life. Sure, there are some things that simply are uncontrollable, but I need that sense of security, that sense of belonging--all that of which I must choose.
And when a decision is taken away from me, and people say "Oh, it will get better!"--That just pisses me off to no end.
Do they understand what I'm feeling? What I'm going through?
What's even more annoying, is when people whom I don't even consider to be my true friends come up to me and say those things. They have no right to tell me that I will like a circumstance any better just because "I'll get used to it."
No, change can be good or bad, but change, when it is forced upon you, and when you are as stubborn and (somewhat) temperamental as me...it just causes these annoying feelings.
I feel like I have no control. So what do I do? I do all of my work a day in advance, just so that I don't have to worry about handing things in late. What do I get called? An over-achiever. Am I one? No. Not really. Instead, I'm just taking all this stress, and trying to reduce it by getting things done early. I don't want to have to deal with it. But somehow, even with all this extra free time that I have--that no one else has, I still feel this everlasting bitterness that just eats away from me everyday.
How is it fair that I do everything that I'm supposed to do, and more, but I still feel this gnawing stress at my bones.
Of course, that could just be the fact that all my friends, all the people that I truly care about are miles and miles away from me. And that the people I am now surrounded by are snobs.
And no, I'm not living in some hoity-toity city. Believe it or not, smaller towns have their fair share of stuck-up richies who seem to think that they're so much better than the neighboring town, so much better than everyone else.
As if they're in this small bubble of isolation, barred off from the real world. Because honestly, of the people I've met, I've never met people (my age) who are so naive--and in such great numbers too.
Basically, I'm just in this endless tug of war in my body, with all these external circumstances gnawing away at me, and with no one (not even family) whom I can truly turn to and feel better.
What am I supposed to do? I just want to get out of this town. Forget that I ever met thee prudish people. Curse their names to the high sky. I want to leave and find a better place, a place where I fit in, a place that is dominated by people with brains, or at least common sense.
Because maybe then, maybe this terrible fluctuation within me will stop, and I'll get rid of all this petty and hard-core stress that keeps on accumulating--and then maybe then, I'll feel better.
Sometimes I wonder why I even bother writing all these things, posting them on the internet. I do have a journal after all. Does anyone truly care what one person thinks, in comparison to the 7 billion people in the world today?
And my blog isn't even all that special. Just like my feelings, the posts fluctuate from humorous to thoughtful, to angry, to sad, to inspirational, if I'm really in the mood.
I don't know. I just don't know. As far as I'm concerned, I'm just a weird blogger who doesn't really "blog" so much as "rant", and doesn't really have "readers" so much as "people who accidentally stumble upon a random post."
Ah well. Yet still, I don't really mind it. Sometimes, I do wonder where all the page counts come from. I wonder about the types of people who read it. I wonder if I ever (unintentionally) insult someone. I wonder if I come off as some kind of lunatic. I do wonder these things. But as to whether I actually want people to acknowledge that they've read some of the things that I keep bottled up in me...is debatable.
But honestly, the internet is the only place where you can share your feelings, and still find people who won't judge you for your looks, your voice, your hair, or your eyes. They can only judge you for your words.
And to me, words are so much more powerful.
~*~
Well, I know that was probably a random smush of words that kind of just rambled on and on, but I don't want to edit it. It was a true rant, a venting if you will, through and through, and I really needed to get that out of my system before I post something light-hearted up here.
Anyway, just to accommodate the melancholy feel of this post, I've included one of the saddest (yet one of the most beautiful) songs I've heard.... Ride by Lana Del Rey.
And if you don't like her, don't bother.
I'm pretty sure everyone has had the issue that I'm having (and if they haven't yet, they one day will).
Politeness.
Remember those good all days when we were too young and innocent to fathom that what came out of our mouths could have negative effects on the people around us? And the times when we could tell the truth straight out, and not get reprimanded (at least too harshly)?
What happened to the age-old rule: "Honesty is the best policy"?
Because honestly, honesty can get you into the worst places sometimes. You know that hard spot between a rock and a wall? Yeah, bad, uncomfortable, awkward places.
Probably the worst set up are the questions that start with...
"So how do you like [insert noun/phrase/anything here]?"
This can go two ways. You can either say something along the lines of,
"I love it!"
"It's awesome."
"It's pretty good."
"It's fine."
Etc., etc., etc.
But what happens when one of those controversial questions come up?
"So how do you like One Direction?"
If this question is coming from a super-mega-teenage-girl-crazy-fan, and you don't like One Direction, then you, my friend, are screwed. The same applies for Beiber.
"So how do you like the food?"
It's atrocious. Terrible. I'm throwing up in my mouth. "It's delicious!"
See? Where do those answers come from? If the food wasn't good, why would we LIE and say it was?
Because we do not want to cause a shitstorm. [But if in response to your answer, more atrocious green goopy food is piled onto your plate, then you're still screwed.]
And that's where my problem comes in.
I do not follow the polite rules of society. I will cause that shitstorm, and then run like hell the minute the bomb goes off.
Well, after a few defensive spars.
But the way I look at it is, why should I lie? Lying will just give someone a false idea and cause unnecessary things to happen or occur.
Because even the white lie can bite you in the butt later, and hard.
Now, there is a difference between being blunt past polite standards, and being mean.
Think of beauty. Beauty all depends on who's looking ("Beauty is in the eye of the beholder").
So don't go calling people ugly.
But for grapes' sakes, why would you lie about liking someone's pie, or poem, or pony if you didn't like it?
Chances of me becoming mega-polite? Low--wait, scratch that. There is no chance.
The only time I bring out the politeness is when I'm around someone I either don't care about, someone who needs support, someone I need to impress, or someone important. And that's just because I don't particularly want to be looked at on a personal level with that person.
And that's that.
"I'm sorry...it tastes terrible."
~Banana Win
P.S. That's Julian Smith, by the way. And yes, I created the meme (after finding the picture). :D
For any and all out there who need a lift up because they've been having a bad day:
Remember you're not alone.
If you're feeling like nothing's going right, it doesn't mean that things are going wrong.
Even when things seem impossible, it never truly is.
And if you're sad or depressed, imagine all the other people out there, just as sad and depressed as you, and remember that misery has company, and company's better than misery.
I just posted this because life hasn't been going well for me, and I know there are probably other people out their just like me who feel like they're just falling and falling...and they can't get back up. The only way to make it through is to reach for that imaginary finish line, and find something that keeps you going.
If art is what keeps you going, do it. If it's writing, write. If it's reading, then read.
But just remember that we're all just ships in the sea, and even if sometimes we feel about ready to sink, we just have to patch our planks and keep on sailing.
This is a short, simple, sweet note: watch Gangnam Style.
Okay, and if you care to read this:
It's worth your while.
Well, unless you're apart of the group of pompass--I mean, pompous, upperclassmen type people who think being weird is terrible and should be outlawed. Because normal is so interesting.
Anyway, I've heard of K-Pop before. But I've never seen such an entertaining video before--in my life. I love it so much. It takes cheesy to a whole new level.
And here comes the "ooh--revealing more about the blogger!" Yes, I love cheesy.
I'm cheesy like the cheese on the cheesiest gold fish--with extra cheese.
Okay, so maybe I'm not that cheesy. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't see this (amazing) video!
Need a laugh? Need a little cheer-up?
Need a hug? (Okay, I admittedly can't really help with that issue...)
But if you need the first two things, then watch the video.
Of course, that is, if you haven't already. If you haven't watched the video, then I have to ask: do you live under a rock, with a bunch of worms, burrowing in soil?
Hm.
And if you have watched it (which you probably have), then share your wisdom of Gangnam style with the world.
Or just tell me. That's cool too.
Have fun, and remember: Gangnam style is way cooler than swag. (Take that Beiber!)
I feel like a Who. One that escaped from Whoville.
-- So there's two doors. One's red, one's green. I have to choose one. What would happen if I were color blind? -- I'm walking down a long hallway. I keep walking and walking. Then I pass a sign that says: Welcome to Infinity ∞. Am I lost in infinity? -- I find a key and a note. The note says: the key opens no door. Is there a reason there is a key, then? -- I guess that's one way to explain..my feelings, I suppose. Everything just seems confusing, even though it makes sense at the same time. I'm that girl walking down the infinite hallway. Except that life doesn't last an infinity. So is there truly an infinity? Maybe I should stop playing with my words and just say what I mean. Life sucks. And it's probably the reason why I'm so lost. Doesn't it just seem confusing how you can go from having a list of friends to call, meet up, and talk to at the tip of your fingers, and then the moment you move-- Bam. It's all gone. It's like your life isn't even your life anymore. It's like you're someone totally new. Someone whom you don't even know anymore. And that bothers me. --
WARNING: What I'm about to write has to do with a pretty controversial issue.
(It makes me wonder how Bill Nye got himself into it). Either way, if you are a strong believer in the bible, religion, and the traditional beliefs associated with many religions, just don't read this.
I will tell you outright that I do not believe in Creationism. Frankly, with how far that science has developed in today's world, "Creationism" cannot be explained by science, and there are just too many signs that point to evolution.
I don't believe that humans were created from dirt, mud, clay, whatever. Scientifically, would that even make sense? In most cases, I think the first part of the bible, Genesis, is often taken too literally. Who's to say that the meanings were not to be taken literally, but to be thought of rhetorically, as an example, or metaphorically?
So when this Bill Nye video came out, I'll admit: I whole-heartedly believed what Bill Nye said.
Let me briefly explain what he spoke of. The title of the video is Bill Nye: Creationism Is Not Appropriate For Children. Nye spoke about how generally Creationism could not make sense, evolution was most scientifically accurate, and how society needs to evolve along with science. What this meant, was that if an adult believed in Creationism--it shouldn't be preached and engrained into a younger generation's mindset. The people who believe in Creationism can (I'm not saying will) see their world distorted, perhaps. The message was, children are the future of science, among other things. Having them believe in things such as Creationism will only set back scientific discoveries.
Now, while I believed in what Bill Nye was saying, one look at the comments proved to me that not everyone did. Skim through the comments section of the video, and what you'll find are various arguments, various lies, various spamming, and more opinionated people typing their own input.
I'll admit, some of those comments did irk me. Especially the things that were blatantly insulting, stereotypical, and lies. If someone is an Atheist, does that mean that they are any less than someone who is a Christian? If someone is a Hindu, does that mean their beliefs are void? If someone is Jewish or Catholic, and they believe in Creationism, does that mean that they are any less informed?
Well, no. Everyone has their own beliefs. No one knows what exactly happened billions of years ago. We can find stark evidence, but no one can rightly disprove that there's no god, just the same as they can't prove it.
I am not a religious person, but at the same time I am not Atheist. For this reason, I do not condone the belief of Creationism. Every person has a right to believe what she/he will. But that doesn't mean I will believe in it.
I'm with Bill Nye on this one. If we want to grow in the development of science, we have to put aside our religious beliefs. Science is based of off facts; no bias or opinions can cloud it. People close to me, in my family, who have gone on to become scientists, while remaining highly religious, believe in Evolution. While some people think that makes them less of a Christian, does it truly?
Evolution and Creationism are topics that I think will probably always be argued about. Because, honestly, there is no way to zip backwards and see for ourselves what truly happened.
To put it in the words of a Tootsie Pop: The world will never know.
