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Friday, December 17, 2010

Nurture Vs. Nature

I saw the documentary about the John/Joan nurture vs. nature case years ago, which triggered more of an interest in psychology for me.

John Money was a psychologist at John's Hopkins University, one of a few hospitals in the U.S. that actually do sexual reassignment surgeries.

He referred to his famous "John/Joan" case as a huge success, therefore there were many sexual reassignments done in confidence of his one "successful" case. He lied. It was nothing but a failure and a horribly unforgivable crime. There would be a12-year program of social, mental and hormonal conditioning to make the transformation take hold in his psyche. The case was reported as an unqualified success, and he became one of the most famous (though anonymous) patients of modern medicine.

David Reimer was an identical twin, his brother Brian had no defects after his circumcision, though his life was a tragedy as well.

He convinced David Reimer's parents to put their son in an experiment. David Reimer was given a botched circumcision when he was 8 months old, which consequently destroyed his penis. Doctor Money convinced David's parents that it would be the best possible answer for young David.

Dr. Money was named "one of the greatest sex researchers of the century." He was credited for a lie. 
He claimed that your sexual identity was purely an environmental aspect, nurture not nature. He believed that babies were born neutral and you could essentially change their gender without any consequences.

In school, kindergarden the kids, even the teachers didn't treat him like the others. He was not feminine whatsoever. He wanted to play with tinkertoys with his twin brother and act like a rough n tough boy. (Not liking barbies does not mean you should be a boy, I hated barbies and make up and brushing my hair. Haha) He associated with being a boy much more than a girl. “It was like brainwashing,” he claimed. “I’d give just about anything to go to a hypnotist to black out my whole past. Because it’s torture. What they did to you in the body is sometimes not near as bad as what they did to you in the mind – with the psychological warfare in your head.” 

This all could have been put to a stop had their parents done something about it and let David be a boy as he wished, as he was supposed to be, as he was. You don't mess with nature. And you can't just choose your children's fate and sexual identity. It's just completely wrong.

I hate that these boys went through so much.

David's twin brother, Brian committed suicide when he was 36 years old. He had suffered from schizophrenia..
David did as well when he was 38 years old. His wife was going to leave him..



Dr. Money reportedly told Paidika, a Dutch journal of pedophilia, “If I were to see the case of a boy aged 10 or 12 who’s intensely attracted toward a man in his 20s or 30s, if the relationship is totally mutual, and the bonding is genuinely totally mutual, then I would not call it pathological in any way.”

This doctor was a sick and evil person that tortured this children psychologically.

This was a serious tragedy and deeply heart aching that some people can be so cruel to defenseless human beings.




Thursday, December 16, 2010

Evil.

I gave myself a week off.. bad. Sorrrryyyyy. really. Not that anyone even reads this to begin with!
I'm done with school for a month!

So this post is inspired by the song "Evil" by Interpol.

The song is about  Rosemary West. The English serial killer.
The lyrics are creepy. I don't really know why I am so interested with serial killers, maybe it's the extremeness of it. How can people seriously get to that point in there?
Well, mental defect has a lot to do with it.
But also many other things play roles in it. Such as your whole surroundings.

Rosemary West was sexually abused by her father as a young teen. (Allegedly)
She got pregnant with Fred West's baby at 17. Fred West had already killed two people when they married.They had this whole sick prostitution ring in there home, where Rosemary's own father would frequent.. To see her. And Fred's young daughter. And other young girls that they would kidnap, torture and murder..

Now, these awful things don't always occur in the making of serial killers. For instance, Jeffrey Dahmer. He had a normal upbringing. Parents that cared about him. But he definitely had either social problems or psychological problems. Who goes and puts a dog head on a stake? He was also an alcoholic by his high school graduation. (Really it's crazy that he graduated)

But then there were many serial killers that were very intelligent. i.e. Ted Bundy. He actually personally knew the true crime writer Ann Rule. He killed over thirty five women. Trauma struck him by the abandonment of breaking up with his girlfriend. He had just learned of his true genealogy. He was under the impression that his mother was his sister, his real father unknown. I'm not trying to justify these revolting crimes, but there are reasons why these things happen. And there are proactive ways to react to them. Reach out to people that you see have a hard time making friends. Befriend people. Ted Bundy had no understandings of how to talk to people or how one became friends.

There are many ways to look at how you become the person you are.

You are a product of your environment. There's no one thing or person that is responsible.
It's everything.














Thursday, December 9, 2010

Beauty

Good health is beautiful.

It is most of time in the eye of the beholder.

Studies show that majority of people find about the same features to be physically appealing.
Majority of these things are considered "healthy" attributions to people.

What kind of skin is beautiful? Healthy skin. Tan, healthy, smooth skin is universally most beautiful.

What kind of hair is beautiful? Healthy, long, strong hair.

What kind of women are most mostly attracted to? Young, (Child bearing years) hour-glass shaped healthy women. Because, (and it's not just Sir Mix-A-Lot according to my teacher) that women need to have wide hips to be able to birth these large babies.

I really don't understand the infatuation to women that look like sticks. I'm not a lesbian or anything, but it's just not appealing. So, many young women (and some older) are just obsessed with being a size zero. And to me that is just sad on their part. Because anorexia nervosa can cause infertility and just basically the shut down of all your organs. You have to have food to survive and have energy and live.

Your brain needs a lot of food to work properly. I can't remember how much food it actually uses, but it seems like I want to say 75% I'll get back to you on that.

But anyways, I know not everyone is attracted to the same things. But, majority rules in this case.

People like tall, dark and handsome (And healthy) people.

Think, if we were attracted to unhealthy features how long would the human race last?
We'd die off after about a hundred generations.

All of this talking (ranting) makes me think of Lady Godiva. I don't really know much about her except she was super pretty. Apparently she had extremely long hair and rode around on a horse naked?

That's weird if you ask me..

Maybe I should read the story.

Anyways,  I am sleepy. Finals tomorrow.

Sorry this isn't the greatest post ever.




Maybe this would be a good read.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Insanity

It is such a complicated legal term. Extremely hard to prove in a courtroom and less than 1% of cases that reach trial. 




In most states it refers to a person who cannot be held responsible for his or her actions, or is judged incompetent to manage his or her own affairs, because of mental illness.




Probably the most publicized case involving the insanity plea is Andrea Yates.


Andrea Yates had suffered from psychosis and postpartum depression, very badly one might say. She drowned all five of her children and calmly called her husband and told him he should come home. 


At first she was found guilty and sentenced her to life in prison. Then an appellate court overturned this conviction but was found guilty by reason of insanity. 


Her husband would not get her mental treatment. 


Can you imagine having horribly awful depression and on top of that be home all day long with five young children ages 7, 6, 4, 3, and a baby not even one years old yet. Four of them were boys. All in one house, being homeschooled by this poor woman that was struggling so much with no help whatsoever.


She now resides in an high-security mental health facility.


Don't get me wrong, I LOVE children. I see this as a horribly awful and completely heartbreaking story. But she was not right mentally and I can understand that. She seriously needed some sort of help. Her husband, in my opinion, should get most of the blame for not realizing that his wife needed help. Serious psychotherapy was in need here, and nothing happened. Nothing good. Her poor children, I can't imagine that kind of fear. Watching all of your siblings get drown and being the last one. How heart-renching. 


Pay attention to those around you. Help them help themselves by getting treatment if needed. Hopefully it could prevent an awful crime like this. 


I pray for her family, and her soul. May Andrea Yates find some way to forgive herself and get right with God.




Peace and Love.














These look really interesting.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Conformity!

I hate it!

So so so very much do I despise conformity.

Well, let's start this off.
What is conformity you may ask?

Freely doing what others are doing
(i.e., being a dumb copycat without a sense of individuality)


Yeah, there I said it. And that goes for all of those dumb little girls that buy UGG boots. Which are in fact, UGGly as crap.
and not cheap at all!
goodness, i wouldn't wear these if someone paid me to wear them.

uhhhhh














I mean c'mon kids, think for yourself. 

be the weirdo in your class that EVERYONE thinks is flying high as a kite. But really. You. Just. Have. An awesomely funny personality.

(ahem, ahem; ME)

but yeah, I did recently buy some boots.
But they were so so not even similar to these ugly mammer jammers. 
they were more similar to these, but brown.
and size 9 in women's.
















AND ENOUGH WITH THESE DUMB GALOSHES ALREADY!
some are sorta cool looking and i actually wanted some
until every where i looked dumb little sorority girls were sportin' 'em.

they're not that comfy anywhozzle.















Anyways, back to my point.

It is much more common for people to copy other people.
Like in a situation such as... Say you just walked out of McDonald's and you see everyone running away screaming. The most logical thing to do would be run too, assuming there's like an army tank with some psycho in it i guess? Chances are, I'd get in my car and leave but yeahh..

It's vital for your survival in some situations to conform. 

Or in another scenario when a teacher asks the class as a whole what the answer to something is and the whole class says something different than what you have.

"What is 2+2 kids?" says Mr. Bob "Five!" says the whole class.

You think to yourself "Am I losing my mind? What the heck?"

You're most likely going to conform and say five so that you aren't an "outlier". Humans avoid confrontations at all cost. Therefor, you'll sound dumb on purpose just to not cause a ruckus.


Well, that's all I've got today.

I know this was messy and junk but so is my brain right now.




















Monday, December 6, 2010

Dreams

I mean literal dreams, not hopes and junk.

Why are some so vivid and real?
How can some people always remember theirs and others not at all?
Are they somehow linked to deja vu?


I really love the story behind the band Neutral Milk Hotel's music… That's what inspired this. 

Jeff Mangum was living in his friends closet temporarily. This room was allegedly haunted. He kept having reoccurring dreams of Ann Frank. He fell in love with her, in his dreams. Totally not in a perverse way either. (Because he was in his twenties I'm sure and she was only fifteen when she died)
Most of his lyrics are about her and her family. 

Communist Daughter; Holland 1945; Oh, Comely; Ghost; Sailing Through(acoustic); My Dream Girl; Oh, Sister; Two Headed Boy

Those are closely related to her in my opinion.

Was Ann Frank haunting him?
Was Jeff Mangum on drugs?

Maybe both, maybe our "soul mates" don't always exist in the same time frames as each other. Maybe some souls were meant for a different time period. Some people get taken away before they should be.


I don't know really. I have so many wild and vivid dreams like every single night and I can always remember them really well.

OH! Have you ever had a dream about a stranger and then met them? Like before you knew them at all you had a dream about them. 

My mom did, and I probably have and don't remember it. 

I love dreaming though. It gives me something to think about and analyze all day. And it always reminds me of Jeff Mangum and his magnificence.



AMAZING MUSIC

listen to it.


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Sunday, December 5, 2010

Lazy Heffer Me

So for today's post, I decided to cheat and just put up my paper that I finally wrote. 

I got some of these facts from msnbc.com


                                                    Mental Health Services For Children

                  Suicide is the third leading cause of death for fifteen to twenty four year olds according to the American Academy of Child and Adolescent Psychiatry. It's the sixth leading cause of death for five to fifteen year olds. This is completely ridiculous considering that there are services that can help children. Public schools have counselors, the problem is that you have to ask your parents first if you can talk to them. Most parents wouldn't agree to it because of the ridiculous stigma's that come with psychologists. In most other cases parents are just in denial that their child needs help, they think there is nothing wrong with them. Or in the very sad cases, the parents are the abusers and there is no way a parent would allow children to go rat them out to a professional. There is nothing but good that could come from a child being advised by a professional, that's why it should not be required to have consent from a parent or guardian to talk to a psychologist. I think that everyone needs mental help, even if you don't have any problems. Everyone could benefit from talking to a professional. It should be a mandatory thing in my opinion because think of how many serial killers and child molesters that could catch before there were any victims.

Every one out of five Americans have personality disorders, how many of those do you think actually get treatment considering how expensive seeing a psychologist is? My guess would be not nearly as many that should be seeking it. Many parents and family members don't know that there is a problem until it is too late and they have lost a loved one. That statistic is actually growing by the year. Ever since the heartbreaking case of the Tyler Clementi, the  Rutgers student that leaped to his death, more and more homosexuals have been committing suicide as a way of "showing the world that there should be a change." That poor soul was humiliated by his own roommate, a textbook definition of a bully. He had taken video of him having an intimate moment with another boy and put it on YouTube. These acts are very unacceptable, but the boy could have spoken to someone. There must be psychologists at his university, but when people are at a fragile state in there lives they aren't thinking clearly. He didn't want his family to know, or anyone for that matter.

That's not the only thing though, so many young girls develop poor body images as a result of media and bullies. Serious illnesses can form from these thoughts. The very well known diseases anorexia, bulimia and binge eating are so widespread is unbelievable how many people it effects. The longer these problems go untreated, the worse they will get. You can't just change the way that you see yourself over night and that's why children need help while they are young. It's not always enough though, everyone has free will and choose the life they want to live. Many people do not have the opportunity to talk to someone but people who have access to a therapist are more than likely better off than without. 

Mental problems can be very devastating to young people that do not have the knowledge of what is wrong with them. Some parents just don't pay attention to their children. Suppose there is a family where the parents are just consumed with drugs constantly and their child decides to run away. Being left to fend for themselves what do you think they will do for means to get by? More than likely they would turn to drugs dealing, or prostitution just to stay alive. It's a horribly vicious cycle that lots of get caught up in. If said child had a counselor to talk to, they could have somehow solved the issue by getting emancipated or put into someone else's care. There are plenty of answers to these problems, but no one to help. 

Parents should be more proactive about their children as well and know what signs to look for. Mental problems are just as important as physical problems and should be dealt with with the same kind of attention. Children can show signs of having problems at a young age as well. There have been plenty of cases of five year olds having schizophrenia and many others. Parents should be extra cautious if they have family predispositions to certain disorders. It's much more common to have problems if a parent has a problem as well. It is absolutely imperative that all children - especially those who seem to have problems with school or home life - get the professional help that they sincerely need to function in this world. It should be a free service that requires no parental consent.



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Saturday, December 4, 2010

Mafia Men

12-4-10

The little one and I put up the Christmas tree today and we had a blast.



So, I am mostly interested in criminal psychology. Most of the shows and movies I watch are prison related. I know, that's not really like something "professional" or anything. I do write my ideas of particular people like the very over rated Charles Manson and his family.

The Iceman, for one was a complete sociopath. He claimed to not care at all about his victims, because he didn't think about them. But he said if he thought about them, it would bother him. So I'm not really sure. Could just be talk.


I'm really having a blahish sorta day so this wont be a very long post...

Man oh man, it would be my biggest dream ever to be in the F.B.I. Just like agent Starling from Silence of the Lambs. What I would do to be able to get inside of a serial killer's head.

I've often thought about writing to someone like BTK or Richard Ramirez, but I'd have to get a P.O. Box.. Haha

But yeah, I'm cutting this short so I can finish writing my last paper! And study for finals and what not.

buhbye









These look kinda amazing!

Friday, December 3, 2010

Taking Responsibility

You know psychology is labeled a "fuzzy science" meaning that people are all different so there isn't quite one exact diagnosis for why people to what they do. Which makes it all that more interesting.

Do you ever find yourself wondering why some families have relatives that are addicts and some sing in the choir? You share 50% DNA with your sibling, if you have the same parents. It's amazing how some people that were raised in pretty much the same environment can be so incredibly different.

I know everyone wonders from time to time why do people do the things that they do.
It's the most common thought probably. Because this is not a perfect world and there just isn't a good enough explanation for some things.

Parents should not be blamed as often for having bad children, nor should they get as much credit for their successful children.

The reason why? It's not just how your parents treat you. Sure that is a huge factor in it, especially if you're around them a lot. But once you get older, you have the choice to pick your own friends and you choose what you do with your free time. Whether it's drug dealing in the slums or reading Ayn Rand. Life is all about choices. Your parents will not always be there to tell you not to do something because children know how to lie.

You are a product of your environment and the way that you perceive things to be.

Unless you were locked in the house all day long with nothing but your parents, you can't truly blame your parents completely. Even then, at some point you have to take responsibility for who you are and stand out. Take pride in what you are. Figure out who you want to be and what you want to do. You are your own person.

You can achieve anything that you set your mind to.

My new student seminar teacher said something to us in class that I think about every day, and I hope it effects you in the same manner.

"You become what you think about the most"
-James Conners


God Bless!






The same teacher recommended my class buy this book, it looks so interesting.

I'm gonna buy it asap, you should too!

12-3-10

12-3-10

I didn't make a post yesterday! I'm so mad at myself. I wanted to make this like a 365 project for  journalism, but I failed. Oh well, I'll make it up somehow.

So, yesterday I had my last math exam. Which was sorta stressful, and on the last problem i just doodled some crap down. *fingers crossed* I hope I pass! My final in there is one week from today, so I really need to study!

Right now I wanna go lay in the sun for a few minutes and warm up, my piggies are cold.


Now, for the next person I will be discussing of...

It's more like a psychological disorder.
That I know of many people that have it.

Hypochondria.

"People who believe that they are always sick."- This is my definition

"abnormal anxiety about one's health, esp. with an unwarranted fear that one has a serious disease."- and this is my computer's definition.


With that being said, I feel like I have my computer's definition of the disease. But I do not take so far as to complain constantly or go to the doctor. In fact, I don't go to the doctor unless I feel like death. Thank goodness I have been blessed with pretty good health. But whenever I get a pain I get paranoid that it's cancer or something. Haha. 


The extreme cases would be going to the doctor every week, and never finding something wrong with them. Case and point.
A three hundred pound five foot two woman, goes regularly to every doctor imaginable. Weekly and the only thing that the doctors will tell her is wrong with her is that she needs a psychologist and to lose weight.
Absolute and complete denial. "All of my problems are my dad's fault, and I just can't lose weight."

Well then you aren't going to get better then are you?

People will completely ignore the obvious things and try to find other ridiculous excuses.
I know I may sound mean, or something but if you aren't willing to help yourself there is no helping you.

There is no magic pill to cure your every little problem. Life is not pain-free and nothing is guaranteed.
Except death and taxes.

You get what you put into life. If you do nothing, you get nothing.

If you work your butt off, you get an butt load.
Unless your family is rich, then I don't know go ask someone with a rich family.
I personally am glad to have been brought up in a home that is middle class. I know that I have to pull my own weight and earn things for myself. If I want to survive in the world I have to take control of my life and get it going in the right direction.
You are the only person responsible for you and your life. Blaming your problems on other people or things that have happened to you in your life is nothing but an excuse for not being independent.
I sound like a hypocrite, because I don't have a for real job, but if I had to, I could.

Take responsibility for your own actions and face the music. Mommy and Daddy wont be there to pick you up and cradle you for the rest of your life. One day they will die and you'll have to carry on by yourself.

At the end of the day, it's just you and whatever your excuse is, you have to live with it.








This is what I got for my baby boy, and we just loooove it!

Do buy it for your babies!



















And this is a hi-larious movie!

With a GREAT soundtrack.
would be a great present ;)

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Bueller... Bueller.... Bueller

12-1-10

My version of a crappy ferris bueler's day off

Well, I got to school early as always and it was raining a little bit. (I hate driving in the rain! But then I think everyone does.) My first class is new student seminar, which is pretty silly, but it's attendance only grade. Our final is a take home final! Actually he said he would email it to us. Haha! But that is top secret. 

Anyways, the crazy parts. I skipped my psychology class that day. (I know, i'm bad but that was my first absence in there this whole semester so it's cool.)
I skipped to hang out with my friend and ride the Jagtran and take pictures and be silly. Well we rode it all around campus for a while. Then we hopped off of it and went in the nursing college and discovered where einstein's bagels were hiding! I got a strawberry cream cheese muffin and my homie got a parfait. My muffin was just awful, so I chunked it once we got back on the jagtran. so we cruised all around the place. We spontaneously got off of the red jagtran and just waited there in the cold for the green one. But it never showed up. But instead the blue one did. And on there was this super mean and rude woman that told us to get out of the way. We proceeded in getting on the bus once the person got off of it. Then! A new bus driver took her place. A very nice old man that was making small talk with us. He asked us if we lived on campus and neither of us do, we live in the same neighborhood though. He then asked if we had heard about the awful airplane that had crashed near our houses. We were totally unaware of this. He then said that it was his friend that had in fact crashed his own personal plane and passed away in the wreck. When he said his name, my friend's jaw dropped and her eyes welled up. 

He was only thirty five years old. He was the co-owner of Kingdom Coach. He had been my friends Azalea Trail Maid leader. 

He was the only one to get hurt. But he was an accomplished and great man. It deeply saddens me to here of this tragedy. Airplanes are so scary. If humans were meant to fly, we would have wings…

What are the chances of finding out through the fourth bus driver that we encountered would tell us this? So slim. It was so shocking and upsetting.

And to make things worse, when we got off of the bus to go to our other classes, it was pouring down raining so bad. Neither of us had our umbrella's and I was wearing my pidelly ole Tom's. And even worse, I remembered I had left my headlights on. So I had to run alll the way across campus to my car then run allllll the way back to class. I was not a happy camper to say the least. I thought for sure I'd have pneumonia. I already had a cold, and now i was running around outside in the ice cold rain bare footed and only to being greeted by ice cold classrooms that were blaring the air conditioner.

Yeah Tuesday was a horrible, awful, no good, very bad day for this gal.
Count your blessings, remember your umbrella, and never get on and/or drive an airplane. 



R.I.P. Michael Scott Grantham
I didn't know you, but you were a good person.









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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

11-29-10



The University of Alabama wants me to go to their school. If only they had what I wanted…
Pretty disappointed in their Americanish Futbol lately. Auburn beat us by ONE FREAKING POINT!!! Come on Saban. 

On a lighter note, exactly five days left of school for this little gal. Oh how I wish I had my Nikon D3000 so I could really enjoy my Christmas break, but I must wait. Until then! I have this.

Now in this entry I just want to talk about how motherhood is so amazing. Even at such a young little age as mine. Seriously, nothing in this world could make me as happy as my son. 
When he wakes up, he gives me a big hug and says, "Momma, I love you! You're my best friend in the whole world."
How could that not melt your heart? He was the greatest birthday present I ever could have gotten for my sweet sixteen. I hate being away from him, always. I have to have him to snuggle with. And teaching him is my favorite. He is just this sweet little sponge. He's already learning some spanish. We just adore reading Dr. Suess, we have to read it every night before bedtime. 

I hope that every parent feels the same about their children. It's just the best warm and fuzzy feeling I get when I think about my little angel. I feel like he is absolutely what I was put on this planet for. 

On his past birthday I gave him Dr. Suess' "Oh baby, The Places You'll Go."
It did make me cry, but a good little cry. Haha. I can't believe my baby is growing up so quickly. 

I sincerely hope that other parents take into consideration their child's education, like very seriously. Because you shouldn't leave it all up to these "teachers" in public schools. I understand that not everyone has a stay-at-home kinda life to be able to homeschool them. But you have time when you are home with them and that time should be spent studying with them and interacting. Play Scrabble with them to increase their spelling skills. (My favorite game) Most importantly, smile at your children! Be happy and always have a positive attitude and outlook on life and it will rub off on them. 

I don't know everything there is to know about parenthood by any means, but I know what children want in a parent. It's elementary, my dear Watson.

Have a great day! Remember to smile a lot! 
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By the way, I recently read this book. It will change you. It really made me want to be a child advocate and counselor. Anything to help the children. I would suggest picking up one of these copies. Dave Pelzer's story is truly amazing in a horrible way, but he is a much better person now and I think he sets an amazing example for what people can survive.

Kudos Dave!

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Monday, November 29, 2010

Subject Threeish

So I just witnessed a man driving down my street quite fast on what I could tell was a tractor. No, it was not for a company either like Degussa or Aspludh or however you spell it. It was definitely farmer Brown. 


Now, I am doing this instead of my math homework because, I am passing that class and math is just irrelevant to my major. It's the only math class I have to take and my teacher is just a robot with two different colored eyes. I bet she's an alien. That makes me want to read my favorite alien book ever. ESCAPE FROM THE TWISTED PLANET, that is. You should totally go buy it and read it. Um, it's a really old book by the way so it may be sorta hard to locate.

Tomorrow I must go back to school (and of course it's going to be raining! :() For like two weeks then I will be officially done with my first semester of college! I know I announced that in my last entry, but who cares I'm excited to have completed something successfully for once!


Enough about moui, it's time to talk about some of my neighbors, because hey everybody has crazy neighbors right?

Okay, so this couple never ever has any friends or family or anybody for that matter visit them. I know it sounds sad and all, but hey if I could do that.. Probably wouldn't hear too many stories from me. 

Well, my family comes to visit for every holiday. And pretty often in between they come hang out 'cause they love us so much. HA.
Whenever we have company, my neighbors start to throw these passive aggressive temper tantrums. Oh, what do you I mean by that you ask? They feel the need to honk the horn on their cars (setting the alarm) REPEATEDLY all night. One time it went on till like two in the morning. Now have you ever done such a thing? Mind you that the neighbors on the other side of them are ALWAYS yelling and fighting in their belligerent drunken stupors. 

I know this isn't much of a "profile" for said neighbors. But as well as that, they run in the house and slam the door if you wave at them. I think they're just weird.

They also have these friggin' wind chimes, huge ass wind chimes that are constantly making noise. I thought about putting on a ski mask and confiscating those bad boys, but they probably have security cameras. I hope they don't stalk me.. Not that my name is on here or anything. Like they even know my name! Ha haa ha. No.


Finals are coming up! What What. I'm nervous about spanish.

And I seriouslyyyyy can not wait to get my new camera.


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Saturday, November 27, 2010

Subject Two

How are y'all doin' on this fine Alabama mornin'?! hmmmm?
Not all southerners are hicks. Just so you know that. 

Okay! To business. 

This person is about thirty years old, still living with their parents. Literally still talks like a baby. Never is this okay for any normal human beings. 

This person claims to only like being around the elderly, babies, or animals. With that being said, they have worked at nursing homes, daycares, and owns ten dogs and a few cats.. And lives in a trailer. 

Yes, I know, absolutely bonkers right!?

Well I see this situation as someone/someones who like to feel like they are in power of their surroundings. Example A. While working at daycares they pinch the children when misbehaving. (Which is why I hate day cares, you can trust NO ONE.) Along with doing other awful things like holding children's lip down to their teeth to cause pain to them for "back-talking" them. 

Now, this is just me but if these sorts of things were happening to my child I personally would take control of the matter. In an eye for an eye sort of manner. People who hurt children are especially evil in my eyes.

But don't think I don't believe in punishments. Spare the rod, spoil the child. I wouldn't discipline someone else's child is the point, not like that at least.

This case goes along with the previous one I wrote of. Everything handed to them on a silver platter. Which is actually very literal here. Gluttony is what I am speaking of. What kind of person goes to someone's house, the day after Thanksgiving and wipes out their leftovers? And then asks for a tub of icing. Someone who obviously has problems with mirrors, I mean like seeing what's in them. Is this sort of thing denial? I think not if you're in weight watchers and I quote "gaining weight on weight watchers".

Well, that may have something to do with your food consumption, my dear. No, you are not supposed to eat entire tubs of icing. Nor should you intake five cupcakes in five minutes. I believe Willy Wonka had something to say of these types of people.

And God forbid anyone speak of this "Learning" stuff people do. 
I honestly don't understand this one a bit. I don't even wanna go there, that one is so strange and just idiotic, literally.

Alright, now this person has a significant other who is all of a sudden the one to find all of these things that turn up missing. Such as: important paperwork in the car had gone missing, who do you think is the one to find it? Yours truly. Next it's wallets, $200, cellular devices. Guess what the "logical" explanation for such occurrences are. No, go ahead and guess it. 
GHOSTS. Yeah. These are the time of people that refuse to watch Medium because it's not right, "Against God" sort of junk. And hey, I love Jesus but watching a friggin television show won't change my religion. I don't know about you but hey.

Okay I'm done with my ranting for now.

Peace and chicken grease.




I WANT THESESES  
Or anything by Sylvia Plath for that matter.

Subject One

For my first act, I present to you a human being. I don't know all that much of this human, but from what I can tell I don't like too much.

The subject grew up quite rich from what I can tell, and have heard. Being in private schooling their entire life did not effect their education from the looks of it. Obviously getting everything their heart desires and in return doing nothing. Okay, so this person is in college. Never ever does homework even the simplest of things. In theory -well more like stereotyping- these people become doctors and lawyers. In this case, "doing coke, but not on the reg" is their type of lifestyle indeed. When class is canceled what does this person do? Go score some dope downtown.

Not trying to level or anything, but I'm a drop out. Stereotyping-wise this should be me. The difference, I think is that I was taught to learn things for myself. Not everything is handed to you on a silver platter. (Not that I have a job, I am grateful for my possessions and take care of my things with great care.) Nonetheless, to my experience -and in a way this is stereotyping, but more like my observations- people who get everything that they want usually don't take care of their things because "Hey, who cares, if I break it my daddy will just buy me another one"

The importance of material possessions is absurd to me. The way people hold iPhone's and fine cars up on pedestals like those are the only things that really matter is just ridiculous. This "Keeping up with the Jones'" mentality is what is destroying the nation.

Everyone wants this "free money, change" kinda garbage. What for? All the people that don't have jobs or anything can get more freebies. And for the record, nothing is free.

I'm not all that informed on politics, that's why this isn't about politics. Anyways, what I'm getting at is that the things you own do not define you as a person. (Yes, fight club changed my life) You are not your effing khaki's or the contents of your wallet.

Who you are as a person and what you do for others is what matters. And I'm not talking about giving your little sister twenty bucks on her birthday and feeling good about it. I mean like volunteer work, making stuff for other people. Whether it's cookies, a personalized photo collage, a hand made card. Anything that you actually put some thought into, so that it actually means something.

My psychology teacher told my class that there was a study done at Harvard I think to see what people wanted in the long term spectrum of their lives. Majority said that they wanted to be rich and they valued money rather than relationships and having a family. This information deeply saddened me. That's the exact opposite of what the world should be like. Money means nothing. It's just paper. Yeah it pays the bills and blah blah blah. But it means more than having a family? Money will not buy you happiness. If I were completely alone and had a million dollars, I more than likely would not be that happy of a girl. I mean the money wouldn't make me sad, but think about the people that you would attract if you suddenly became rich. Probably not the people that would hang around you if you had no money.

That sorta went off topic.. But people need not put things on such a high pedestal. Cherish instead family, friends and the intimate moments you spend in this world. Give thanks to God for blessing you with so much. Be truly grateful for the things that you do have than be sad for the things you don't.


Well with all of that off of my chest, God bless and please keep reading.
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Friday, November 26, 2010

Productivity

Today I made a list of things for me to accomplish, it hopes that it would it fact inspire me to get them done.

What I discovered about myself is that I am quite easily distracted. Of course I already knew this detail about myself, but I get distracted by things that I am seeking inspiration from, therefore it's a never-ending cycle of me not finishing anything. Although this in itself is getting one thing checked off my list.

I want to be creative was my main objective. I've been stuck on youtube all day. As well as watching The Secret Window, desperately searching for some sort of *unmph* in my day. So with my ranting and what-not done, I am going to write this well and be proud of it. I really do hope that I can make this thing a real thing and actually have at least a few subscribers. I know I'm nothing too fun, and I'm not quite living up to my description of the title.. But I think I will be soon. The thing is, majority of the people that I analyze and critique in my head (and secretly and in code names my laptop) are people that I know... and are related to. So! I don't want to hurt people's feelings, but it's for the sake of my science and learning of other people's behaviors. Maybe I'll be a fabutacular Psychologist one day, I don't know. But really that would be breaking the whole rules of doctorness, talking about patience and all..


It is my dream to be a Psychologist. That is my major and all. I am mostly intrigued by criminals and young mothers. I for one am a young mother, never a crook. Well there was that one time in Walmart... Um. Yes I want to help people become better people by talking to me about their problems. I have a huge heart, I just don't know too many of the right people to show my love and compassion to is all.

Yes, I also would LOVEEE love love love to become an author.
Because, I have a child. And I for one, completely hate public schooling. and private schooling. any organization for that matter. I just don't trust other people really. Not with my son's education at least. Anywhozzle, my dream job would be to have an amazing book going and get paid awesome money for it. I know I can if i really reallly tried. Because I have dictionaries, tons of coffee, and an imagination Dr. Suess would want. Alright maybe not him. He is probably my favorite author for the record. I absolutely adore all of his books, I read them to my son on the daily. But back to my point, I want to be a writer and homeschool my son. And buy me a house in the middle of the woods with a pond, and a white picket fence, tons of gardens. Yada yada yada. Notice I did NOT say Prince Charming? Yeah he wasn't all that nice in Shrek.

But hey! I am about to go read my dictionary. Why? Because that's what all 19-year-old gals do on Friday nights, DUH.

My final paper is coming up soon, I can't believe I am almost done with my first semester of college. I didn't even think that I would go. It's crazy where life takes you!


I say good day.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Motivation

Where can you find it?

The motivation people have has always baffled me. I try so hard to want to do something and complete it, but I find failure and then someone always tears me down.

It has always been quite intriguing to me to see all of these ambitious people in hollywood and around me at school. But around my house and family, it's the total opposite. Are some people just more ambitious and focused than others?

Why is it that so many people want to see others fail miserably? So that they feel better about themselves?
I think that majority of people who are actually successful and can complete tasks have good examples of people doing such things.

I guess you could say it's lazy, or making up excuses. But I just find it extremely hard to stay focused on things. Having a three-year-old running around me constantly can be quite distracting.. When given things to do for school although, I can get them done no problem, when I understand it.

Musicians truly amaze me how they can organize their thoughts and emotions to make them so beautiful and organized..

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Interpretations of Humans

When sitting in the garage of a friend's house, I like to watch people and try to understand their exact moods and emotions. It's often dead on correct, probably because I am around them all of the time and I pretty much have them figured out.
To my right, you have Bree, who is sipping on her vodka sunrise and puffing on her Misty. Trying to read lips of the weather man on the local news and drowned out by  who's overwhelmingly loud voice is booming over everything. Simultaneously, Thomas sips on his Natural Light and puffs on his Winston.
Now I still am trying to wrap my head around this whole addiction thing the whole world seems to have grown accustomed to. It's become second nature to be consumed with the whole concept of living in a daze. I understand people want to escape from responsibility, be dare devils. Rebel against what their mother says to do because it's "the cool thing to do". The ultimate excuse I always hear is "It's just impossible to quit once you start". Well if that were true couldn't someone else say "It's impossible to start"? I mean anyone can make an excuse for their behavior, but can people take full responsibility of their actions and change?
It seems so rare to find people who aren't completely wrapped up in their own 'mindless self indulgences'. Some choose to be the exact opposite of the common world. Some feel like absolute aliens because they don't try to tear their bodies apart with drugs, alcohol, pills or excess foods. Rather than criticize people for being so idiotic, try to encourage them to change their life. Even though most of the time you cannot change someone's mind. When you find yourself analyzing someone, think of how you can get to the positive side of the situation and make their life better.
The major source of human misery is the neglected, wounded child within each of us
Freud would always ask "What was your mother like?" because he believed that your parents 
had the most influence on us. 
True to many of people, but majority rely on friends and significant 
others for their "survival". Of course it would not be safe to say "Sure abuse your kids, it wont matter in the long run to them". I am torn on the subject myself. (Again remember, psychology is labeled a "fuzzy science") Personally, my parents are vital to me. Their opinions matter to me more than anyone's because I truly value them and am interested in what they have to say because I know they only want to see me succeed. I cannot say the same for my peers because we are all in the same boat and they want to succeed more than they would want to see me succeed. 
What I am getting at is that people need structure and boundaries. They need good discipline in their home life, and work life. Loving parents and deep spiritual/religious foundation. "Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls. The most massive characters are seared with scars" by Kahlil Gibran You'd be amazed by what you can accomplish when your life is at stake. When you have endured all you think you can you can be completely submerged back to life and bounce back like nothing ever happened. But it did and it will make you a better person to have gone through rough times and overcome them. Self satisfaction of rising above what you thought was impossible is the greatest thing one can accomplish.