Hipster Shmipster

If everyone is a hipster, then nobody is. Hipster has become a style, a fashion.

When a couple guys started buttoning their top button, I thought it was good looking. All you followers that now do so, it's not cool anymore. A hipster isn't a follower. If you really want to be a hipster, stop buttoning the top button. But who really cares. It's okay not to be a hipster. I'm not one.

Some hipsters take it too far. Guys, stop dressing like girls. Don't roll your pants up into capris and wear cute little boots. Be a man.

Hipster shmipster.

Don't call me honey.

Something that probably frustrates me way more than it should is when someone, especially someone younger than me, calls me "honey" or "love" or "sweetie" or "pal." I am NONE of these things to you.

While you are trying to sound mature and kind by calling me these things, you are actually belittling me. I may want to punch you.

People who CAN call me the names discussed above: my grandma, my grandpa, that cute old lady in the neighborhood, temple workers, my 4 year old niece when I'm pretending to be her baby while playing house, and sometimes my parents. Or you have to be older than 50.

So. If you don't fall into any of the above categories, do NOT call me honey, love, babe, sweetie, sweetheart, darling, buddy or pal.

Thank you.

Endless Love

Okay... I'll admit it, I went and saw the movie "Endless Love."
It was one of those movies that made you feel jealous of the actor/actress's good looks. How can a person be that skinny, have skin that perfect, and hair that pretty? And so on...
I don't think these kinds of movies are healthy for my self-esteem. I keep watching them though. Then I enter reality and see that most of the people around me are normal, and less "perfect" looking. Then I feel better about myself.
If you're looking for a dramatic chick flick with an excessive amount of smoooooching, then go see Endless Love.

Love.

Love is sacrifice.
Love is making them a sandwich first.
Love is going to the movie they want to see.
Love is admitting you're wrong.
Love is treating them with the most respect.
Love is doing what it takes to make them happy.
Love is honesty.
Love is not always a piece of cake.
Love is sharing your cake.

Love is sacrifice.

Crans

Crans are fun. I miss being able to call them crans. No... krans. Now we don't fret over which color to use for the hair of the princess in our coloring book. We fret over much more complicated things. Can't we just go back to krans and joose? That's what brought out creativity in all of us. Now few are considered creative.

Change

"People are always saying that change is a good thing. But all they're really saying is that something you didn't want to happen at all has happened."

-Meg Ryan (You've Got Mail)

I can relate to this quote, like I'm sure many of you can. Do you ever try to make yourself feel better when you're broken hearted about something or someone by telling yourself that "it's for the better" or, "This is how it's meant to be"? What if it's not? Maybe it won't get better. But maybe it will.
Change is good, and it is also necessary. Everyone experiences it. It's okay to feel sad about change. You don't always have to make it a positive thing at first, but later on you'll be able to see how it may have been for the better.

Jim Carrey's Wish

"I wish everyone would get rich and famous and have everything they ever dreamed of so they would know that's not the answer."

-Jim Carrey

Too many people are wasting their time trying to get what they think is happiness. This doesn't mean we shouldn't work hard to reach our potential. We should definitely do that. But fame and fortune usually isn't the right thing to reach for, though it could possibly be part of the package. It's a valuable lesson for us to learn, especially coming from someone who is rich and famous himself.

Human

How do we know we're human?

We all feel emotion, inconsistent and powerful like the ocean.

We don't always know why we feel the way we do. Sometimes we feel blue, and the reason why, we haven't a clue.

Sometimes we're overflowing with joy. But other times we want to punch those who annoy.

At times we're just serene, neither feeling like a queen, or the size of a lowly bean.

What could all of this mean?
We're humans... and probably teens.