I used to think that people were biased towards others because of race or gender. However, lately I have been getting negative views about my age. Yes, I am 27. So what?

Age to me means nothing. I can’t get old; I’m working. I was old when I was twenty-one and out of work. As long as you’re working, you stay young. When I’m in front of an audience, all that love and vitality sweeps over me and I forget my age.

George Burns (1896 – 1996)

Explain to me the need to be within a certain age group or mentality. Since I am 27 I have to act 27? Explain to me what 27 means to you and the things I am supposed to say? Does my maturity level have to be parallel with my age to be respected according to your theory? How do 27 years old act like? You can’t answer that because everyone is different.

• There are 27 years old who are married with 3 kids and live in mansions.
• There are 27 years old who are single and at the top of their career.
• There are 27 years old who are widowed.
• There are 27 years old who are divorced.
• There are 27 years old who are single and are in debt beyond belief.
• There are 27 years old who are single and barely can sustain a job.
• There are 27 years old who are single and still trying to start a career and find a job.
• There are 27 years old who are married but can barely pay rent and put food on the table.
• etcetera.

So which category should YOU classify others as? Hmm. So much to choose from. So many possibilities. So why when you meet a 27 year old YOU try to categorize her/him to be a certain way? Based on what are you choosing their characteristics? On someone else you knew?

One thing I despise and I can’t stand and the reason I am a bit preposterous to everything in this world is because of this comparison. I despise it. I despise it. I despise it. I despise being compared to other people. All my life I have been compared to other people and I am sick of it. Why aren’t you like this? Why aren’t you like that?

Why you think I couldn’t stand the ass hole EX of mine. It all started the day he told me, “why don’t you act more like my brother’s wife? She is more behaved and doesn’t talk back.”

I flipped that day. How dare he compare me to her? Someone who is 4 years younger than me, engaged at 16 and got married at 18 just to come to this country, and she is two faced. She acts one way in front of people, and a bitch to others. Not only is she a bitch, but she compares her self to other girls and think she is better than them because she was lucky to get married as such a young age.

Therefore, I talk back because I am sick of being a push over. I talk back because I am sick of YOU voicing your foolish opinions and expecting the world to agree with you. I talk back because I don’t want to agree with you unless you have a valid point to make. If your point is assessed and has some value, then I will agree with you. That seldom happens because people like you in this world of ours talk before they think. It’s like words are hanging out at the edge of your tongue and are ready to infest other people’s minds with foolishness.

As for my age, I am 27. I talk the way I do and argue the way I do because I have to reach your maturity level or lack of it and speak in a way you can comprehend. I am just sick of you and all people who act like YOU.

This post is dedicated to all of those closed minded people who categorize people into one group that they made up to satisfy their beliefs.

Angry, They said what?, Whatever!

I joined Play Balloonacy because I thought it was adorably cute.

What I found intriguing about this site is that I get to visit other blogs and play a bit. It’s way more fun than Entrecard. Entrecard has become so superficial and so many people abused it to the max. I don’t even enjoy dropping cards on other people’s sites. I find it boring and a lot of the blogs that I visited through entrecard are poorly designed, heavy loading, and people don’t understand the concept of simplicity.

Anyways, I picked a Dolphin for my race and named him RebelDolphin. The cool thing about this race that it is not concentrated on blogs only. You can add it to Facebook, MySpace, NetVibes, etc. Also, the winner of the race will win a trip to Ibiza. And we know that Ibiza is not only sinful, but it’s an ISLAND!

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It’s early AM and I have been awake since 2:30. I am still sleeping on the couch in the living room. My bed is not that great and I tried sitting on it yesterday and it was more painful than a needle touching your finger. I am just so tired. I have been sitting in the same location since Sunday. I can walk now but my feet are killing me when I do. My back is somewhat better but I am still taking meds. I wonder what will happen when I completely stop.

It’s thundering and raining really hard outside. I can hear it and even see rays of light coming through the thick drapes. I honestly like the sound of rain, but obviously not thunder. Thunder here actually shakes our house if it is strong. So it is not that pleasant of a feeling when you come from war torn countries and hearing a bomb like sound outside.

So I can’t sleep. You want to know why? Well, I got so tired of taking medicines last night, that I didn’t take my sleeping one. It is supposed to make you drowsy and not feel any pain. So I didn’t want to take it and sleep on my own. Well, 3 hours later and I was awake! Yaay. I kept hearing a party in my head telling me to wake up and stay awake.

I spent my time surfing the web with my handicapped wireless laptop. The wireless indicator is saying “very slow signal.” And I have to agree, it is S L O W. I feel that I am surfing the web with dial up. Man… I can’t imagine surfing the web anymore using dial up. I just remember the annoying phone sound that it made to connect.

My head really hurts now. I feel dizzy and moody. I feel like hitting something really hard just for the pleasure. I think I am psychotic, but this is what happens when meds and sleep deprivation meet.

Has anyone ever thought why the internet became so popular? I can tell you why!! It’s because there are psychos like me infesting it with our addictive wisdom and witty sayings. You know you want to read more. I can come up with lots of stuff to say. I am full of words of wisdom.

How about this ladies. Say you are in a crowd of people and you spot an attractive handsome man. What do you do?

1. Do you approach him.
2. Do you just keep staring at him.
3. Make it your life mission to stalk him.
4. Ask your friends if they know him.
5. Set up a trip wire and make him fall next you.

I go for number 5. Why you might ask? Simple. Why should a girl initiate all the moves, when she can easily make him fall next to her? :laugh:

Aye.. I am a bit crazy. I have to make that clear. If you ever see me posting another post this early, then you know I am operating with half mental capacity. The other half is hovering in outer space waiting for the engine to fire up again and come back.

This post is pointless and just a bunch of ramblings. I will post it anyways.

Sleepy Post

Back around 7 or 8 years ago, a trend of email forwards was such an annoyance amongst friends. I used to even get forwards from people I barely knew or emailed once in my life. Yet, you are in their list. It is scarce now to find 10 to 20 forwards a day in your email box. I knew some people who specifically go to their friends face to face and tell them to stop sending them forwards because they didn’t have time for nonsense. People didn’t even have the patience to read the hilarious or obscene posts.

I knew this one Spanish girl who had a dirty sense of humor, and whenever she sent out forwards, I made sure I wasn’t in any public place.

So why did the forward trend die down?

I got some theories.

1. Junk mail filters are so stupid sometimes that you don’t even know you got forwards from emails in your address book.

2. People have less friends and more business acquaintances that they only use email for that reason and no one wants to give off the wrong impression.

3. People now a days are so into social networking and tools such as Stumbleupon that they don’t even need to forward. Just click the thumbs up button and your friends can see what you liked. It is like forwarding something interesting without being direct about it.

4. Facebook epidemic has killed people’s brain cells that they just invite their friends to add stupid applications instead. It’s like forwarding crap in a different site other than your email box. Seriously, how fucking annoying! Hence, one of the million reasons I despise Facebook.

5. Since we live in such a fast paced society, who the hell has time to read a long forward! If it doesn’t contain pictures, then really, no point in reading till you get to the 500th line till the story makes sense then laugh hysterically for 2 seconds. I can save 5 minutes of my life by either reading the last line or deleting your email.

I only get forwards now a days once in a blue moon. I don’t know if I miss them, but I need entertainment other than advertisements such as Viagra and Super Fun Pills to make you super skinny in 10 days. (Junk mail filters are not so smart sometimes. They are man made.)

In conclusion. Forwards are not so cool anymore. If you still get forwards or send them, then you are old school. You are SO 2001!

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When I was in my teens I knew people who were older than me and they kept telling me that being in your 20’s is probably the best or worst thing you can ever go through.

I say it is the worse.

Why is life so complicated when we are in our 20’s?

Life is not complicated at all, but we make it complicated because we are young adults trying too hard to shape our lives, our careers, and try to be part of society and make a name for our selves.

How do we solve our problems?

We don’t solve our problems, instead, we create another problem to cover the first one. We think that two wrongs can make a right, but life does not work that way at all.

How do we deal with problems?

Most of us in this age group are quite irrational thinkers and we try to solve problems now. Now is not the way to go about things. We live in such a fast paced society that is making us act this way.

Why are we so emotional?

I noticed most people in my age group are not only emotional, but hysterical at times. We are emotional for various reasons. We want to get married, find a perfect career, have a perfect house, have perfect neighbors, and even have perfect children. The problem with us that we look back a generation of our parents and think, well, they did it, why can’t we? Has life changed so much that the gap between thinking and the outcomes we strive for are so far apart?

I am just tired. I keep thinking and thinking and wondering why my life turned out this way. I had such different view points and future dreams when I was 21 or 22. Now, I don’t even think of tomorrow because I don’t know what to expect anymore.

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