Facebook Annoyance is Approaching the Myspace Level. Sad day.

It's finally happened, guys.
Unfortunately, those annoying people on Myspace made the move to Facebook at the same time everyone else did. It was OK for a while, because Bulletins were gone and Statuses can be hidden. But there is one trend that's started up, that I just want to be done with already: "Like" pages (formerly known as "Fanpages").

"Like" pages, for those of you who aren't in the world of Facebook, or maybe just don't know, are pages on Facebook that you have the option to "Like". Some of them, in my opinion, are acceptable. For example, I like things I really, really relate to. Some of my "liked" pages include:

- Sprinkles Cupcakes
- North Texas Students for a Parking Solution
- StarKid Potter
- to party (it's clever; on your News Feed it'll read "Bob Jones likes to party.")
- Texts From Last Night

But the pages that just get on my NERVES are the ones that look like they were written by someone in the 7th grade, and have no real value at all. I mean, sure, I know no one probably cares that I love Sprinkles cupcakes and StarKid Potter, but for some reason I feel like it's better than liking "Unicorns aren't real, they're fat and grey and we call them rhinos", or "F*ck you, f*ck you! Can I have a kiss? Yeah. :)"

Maybe I'm just being selfish for thinking that these pages are completely unnecessary. No one needs to know that you like to verbally abuse your significant other before asking for affection. And the unicorn post? Yeah, it's funny, and if it were a status I'd probably "like" it. But it's something about those "like" concepts that just throws me off. I think it's the fact that I have friends that like to "like" 20 pages at one time, thus filling my News Feed with stories of how they like "Dear Pringles : I can't fit my hand inside your tube of deliciousness".

By all means, tell Facebook how Pringles cans are inconveniently shaped. But maybe, do it and it alone? It won't be the end of the world if you don't spend all day on the computer pressing that little "like" button; I promise those pages will be just fine without you.

Random Acts of Kindness

You know what I find awesome? When people are nice.

Very general statement there. I know, being nice is supposed to be the norm, but honestly, you don't see enough nice people out there anymore. But today I saw something that made me smile.

I was leaving my Philosophy class today, when I saw a bright blue balloon on a bush. I saw that it had writing on it, so I got curious and decided to go take a look.

It's so simple, just a balloon that reads "you're beautiful" in cursive.

But it made me so happy.

People don't hear things like that enough in life. Here people hold doors and say "thanks", and they do things like this. It gives me hope, and makes me happy, to know that even in the midst of all of the "problems" we all face, there are people out there with beating, loving hearts. It's the sort of thing that gives me faith that maybe, just maybe, we're not living in such a "horrible" place after all.

Why I Want To Blog

I used to have this idea that blogs were pointless. Honestly, I thought of them as a way for people to bitch and moan about things that only they cared about, and I always figured, who would read them? It probably didn't help that I grew up around Xanga. Sometimes I go back and look at my old Xanga, and it cracks me up... like, what was I thinking? I was always like "I like this guy, I wonder if he likes me? lolz", and things like that. And yes, I admit I was guilty of typing words like "aLwAyZ" and "i'm going 2 the mall tonight =D". I look back now and it's a great way to remember the old times I used to have (though the details of trips to the mall when I was 13 aren't exactly clear in my mind these days...), but EVERYONE had a Xanga, and we all used it for ridiculous posts, so I guess I always found blogs a little silly.

Well, I'm a lot different now then I was when I had Xanga. I wonder still if anyone will actually read my blogs, cause I'm sure they don't really care what I have to say about things. But either way, I bet a few years, or even months, down the road, I'll look back, remember, and smile. So that's why I want to blog.

Don't get me wrong, I think you will enjoy hearing what I have to say (if anyone is even reading this). I've got a lot of stories to tell, with more forming every day. I have stories about random events that happen every day. I have stories about fights. Stories about love. About good times, and bad. I have crazy stories, about things I'm not proud of. I have stories about things that I want to open up about. This will be my stress reliever, because I'm in college now, as a freshman, and I have free time to write, but I have interesting things to say (and I hope you'll find them interesting as well).

I like to think that I'm on a higher level of thinking. I don't mean that in a conceited way at all, I'm really a nice person. But I have an amazing mind, and I don't know if the people I know, love, and care about realize that. But I do, and maybe one day they'll see this and realize it too. Until then, I'm gonna write about whatever's on my mind but for the sake of any readers, I'll form it into something that is intelligent, but still interesting.

I'm also hoping to post pictures. Because all of this text is slightly boring and hard to read. I love writing, but I know reading is time-consuming and kind of boring, so I'll try to incorporate pictures and maybe even videos, to jazz things up.

Anyway, I hope you (whoever you may be) enjoy reading this blog. I'm gonna try to get into a habit of writing, and I hope that my story is one worth hearing for you, cause it is in my mind.