Everything That is Me

I was looking at a social network site yesterday, following the comments of a particular post and I began to think. I found it funny that people assume that everything that you are can be defined by what you say online. I guess I've seen enough pretending and posturing online to never assume that what I see, is what people are.

The internet allows us to be flexible. Anyone that follows me could easily assume that I am certifiably crazy and that I'm typing from the nearest padded cell. But I'm not. As a matter of fact, I like to think that the world is my sanitarium. 

I see myself as an onion. Not that I have a strong odor. Even though after working out, I don't want anyone to come near me. I've taken a whiff of the guys at the gym on the day that their deodorant went on strike. So maybe an onion isn't a good word. I see myself as a birthday cake. Notice how my metaphors involve food? I'm hungry as I type this. I'm trying to say I have layers.

Anyway my point is to my friends I'm the confidant; to my family I'm tech support, the poet; to the online world I am too many things to list. I am a layered being of possibilities. What most people see is the end result of what is put into the mix. I guess I hope at some point someone will look past the icing and see everything that goes into me being me.

The Babies Are Drowning

I eavesdropped on a conversation about a 40 second video that had been circulating of what appeared to be a school girl having intercourse in uniform. In the midst of the discussion someone said something to the effect of "Someone needs to talk to theses young girls".

I smile when I see people talk about the direction the youth of the country are going in because this has been happening for a while now.

When you teach children disrespect this is what happens. They are children, if you fail to mold them in one area it bleeds into other areas.

No respect for property.
No respect for authority
No respect for achievement
No respect for themselves (bodies included)

We (generalization) have taught them that everything they do is right. We've set up no boundaries. We've given them freedom without consequences and thrown them in the big ocean of the world without teaching them how to swim or giving them something to hold onto.

Gave them everything they wanted and nothing that they need and now they're drowning.

Reciprocate

Loyalty is rare

Wake Up

Live Free

Tаkе a trір dоwn mеmоrу lane, gо back tо your сlаѕѕrооmѕ аnd tаkе a lооk around.

A сlаѕѕrооm іѕ one рlасе whеrе wе gеt to interact with a lоt of different реорlе on a vеrу close bаѕіѕ. We get tо rub ѕhоuldеrѕ and соrnеrѕ wіth very different people аnd wе get to know thеm on a one to оnе bаѕіѕ. Sо how many оf your classmates did you genuinely like?

I dоn’t mеаn lіkе thеm as classmates but аѕ реорlе. Was іt easy tо gеt along wіth all of thеm? Thаt is whу wе оftеn еnd uр wіth bеѕt frіеndѕ or сlіques іn сlаѕѕrооmѕ.

Wе dо not have tо lіkе еvеrуbоdу. And everybody doesn't have to like us. I learned that lesson a few years ago and I've been happier because of it. I no longer felt the pressure to measure up. Now...

Adventures In Online Dating, Profiling

Setting up my online dating profile was worse than when I did my SAT's. One site I went on made me wonder if they were going to ask me to send in a blood sample. I know they clam to have a scientifically proven method of matching couples but this is just....

First I narrowed down the perfect online community. There was a commercial that I saw one night and I was sure I didn't like that site. You would be surprised at the many how many niche sites there are, for every ethnicity, every fetish, every preference. I even saw one only for farmers that I thought was pretty cool, but not for me.

Now to set up that profile.

I tell you my likes and dislikes, I tell you my age range and the age range I'd be interested in. I decide on location. At first, I wanted to find someone halfway across the country, simply because I have 'issues'. Then I thought

Suppose this works out, you wouldn't want someone 3,000 miles away.

So, I narrowed the location grid a little. A LITTLE.

Every one likens the profile to a resume. It's putting your best foot forward. An audition of sorts. I studied marketing in college so here was my chance to 'sell" myself. Easy enough, right?

I met my first dilemma. 

I think I'm awesome. Because of that, I was afraid I'd run the risk of overselling myself.  I mean how do you say "I'm a pretty good catch" without sounding desperate?

I enrolled some unsuspecting friends. I asked them via one of my social networks to describe me in three words. They had no idea what how they were helping me. At the end of it all, I had a pretty good description of how I come off to people. I learned some things about myself as well.

After filling out my info, I waited.

Letting Go

Letting go isn't easy but sometimes it's necessary.