Smile Kid

Smile Kid
Be who you want and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind...



Monday, August 1, 2011

The Lost Art of Dating

'Do you like me or love me'?
'I like you with all your faults and I think that is love'.

This was taken from the 2nd book in John Marsden's Tomorrow series, In the Dead of the Night.

It's easy to 'love' someone when you haven't seen their faults yet. People are so quick to say that they are in love, when really, a lot of the time it is lust. Lust doesn't always have to be in reference to sex. To me, the word lust can be used to describe a strong desire for some sort of comfort or satisfaction. Someone can lust the feeling of being loved. Someone can even just lust company.

Sometimes, one can fall in love with the feeling of being lusted/loved/admired. It gives them a false sense of completeness and leads them to returning the feeling to the person regardless of their compatibility.

Have you noticed that for a lot of people, they love someone because that person loved them first?
Like in high school, when a girl finds out that the jerk in her class has a crush on her. She will publicly humiliate him and put him down, but secretly embark on a long 'what if' journey in her mind. Eventually, she'll have a crush on him too and feel embarrassed about it.

Dating for the purpose of getting to know someone just as friends has died out. A pair getting to know each other will be pressured to 'go out' within weeks of starting to talk to each other. This wouldn't be so bad if 'going out' was just a guy and girl getting to know each other and sharing minimal psychical contact. But the thing is, going out isn't really going out. No, these days going out is like a trial marriage. The 14 year old couple will be acting like their married even though they've only known each other for a fortnight.

And it was all because all her friends were be like "Why won't he just ask you out already"?!

So there was a heap of pressure on the guy to 'pop the question'. He finally asks her...
"WOOHOO! They're boyfriend and girlfriend"! all her friends will squeal.
Wait, correction. Replace that 'woohoo' with 'EEEEEEEE!' and you will have a more accurate impression of the squealing teenage girls.

The 'getting to know you process' is ignored and the couple (who only just started talking two weeks ago) are now kissing (and doing so much more behind closed doors) and posting 'I luv you' with lots of kisses and hugs on their Facebook page.

Yuck yuck yuck. High school love is pathetic.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Have you ever....?

Have you ever heard someone exlaim 'wow' from a toilet?

I have.

It was because they were sitting in the dark and the light suddenly flashed on after having been busted for a week.

Have you ever sat on the side of a road with a box on your head?

I have.

It was because I live somewhere where there is no phone service and I desperatley wanted to text someone and I discovered that the only place in 10 kilometres where service can be found is in a certain spot across the road from my house. The box was to prevent drivers from recognising me (I don't have any neighbours). Hey, I live out in the country, I can get away with these things.

Have you ever not shut a window for fear that when you reached out something from the depths of darkness outside would attack your arm?

I have.

Have you ever been infamous for repetively doing embarrassing head bangers at a dance?

I have.

I was 13, I didn't know how to dance. Whenever I flicked my head back and forward my friends would make a swift exist from the dance floor, yet I kept doing it. Yet another one of those things that leaves me thinking I was a seriously strange person a few years back am so lucky to have friends who still love me regardless of the many embarassments I have subjected them to.


Have you ever looked at your drafts and found a really weird post that you wrote ages ago then decided to post it despite having a funny feeling that it's not the best idea?

I just did.

Friday, May 6, 2011

'I could die happy if I could just...'!

Everyone has that one thing that they claim if they completed or acquired or experienced, they would be able to die a happy man/woman.

What if your life aspiration was meet Michael Jackson then he died? Would you then die miserably because you didn't get to meet the 'Pop sensation'?

What if you just wanted a Twinkie and you lived in Australia so it wasn't possible to acquire a Twinky unless you ordered it online? I'm one of those people, ever since seeing Zombie land I have really wanted to try a Twinky. But I wouldn't go as far as saying 'I would kill for a Twinky'. I mean, maybe I'd kill a few zombies for one because they are already dead, so they don't really count but they also don't exist.

If I were in an American supermarket and there was one box of Twinkies on the shelf and the other person had took it, I would leave them to.
Except, maybe if they appeared to be a kind, approachable person, I would ask them super nicely if they would consider...hang on. Do Twinkies come in boxes or are they sold individually?
CAN AN AMERICAN (OR SOMEONE WHO KNOWS) PLEASE TELL ME!?

Oh gosh, I just had an incredible idea.
If you live somewhere where you have access to Twinkies, and you are a really really kind person with a huge heart who would consider sending me a Twinkie in the mail, could you please contact me? (I will pay you).


'I could die happy if I could just get through this afternoon without hearing one single mentioning of Osama'.

So the person whom said this wouldn't mind carking it that evening as long as they hadn't heard someone say Osama?

I know that these things are not meant to be taken literally but honestly, it irritates me to hear such utter nonsense.
It makes me feel like confronting them in a sarcastic tone.  Note; I could have just said that I feel like ripping their throat out but I didn't because I'm not obliged to say anything I wouldn't seriously consider doing. Ripping someones throat out would be gory, disgusting, immoral, and MURDER. Not to mention that it'd be terrible to clean up.

I think people should say what they mean and mean what they say.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Cinemas

Going to the Cinemas can be a great escape from life. You pay to sit there, in a dark air-conditioned room in front of a huge screen and watch a movie. As soon as you sit down, all the realities of your life evade your thoughts and for 2 hours, you are a different person. You aren't thinking about your life problems anymore, you are in the movie.

The beauty of movie's is that, it's not real life, they're just actors. Yet these actors can evoke so many emotions in us.
Empathy, happiness, sadness, wonder, suspense, disgust, confusion, excitement, fear, and so much else.

If you're going through a tough time, watch a horror movie. The realisation of how blessed you are to have all 20 of your digits, not be possessed by some demon and not have a dead baby sitter in your closet will give you a much more optimistic outlook on life!

If you just had a really difficult break up from a serious relationship, watch a romance. All the kissing and love will help you to relive the romantic moments of your dead relationship and make you feel so much better!

Movies have a different impact on each person depending on their memories, experiences, values, personality and where they are in life. With so many movies out their, there is something for everyone. And what better way to enjoy whatever type of movie it is that you like then to see it in a cinema?

Some may argue that they can get a experience just as good in their own home or that it's highly over-priced, but I'm saying that it is entirely worth it. If people went to the cinema's at least once a month the percentage of stress would decrease a little, and people would be happier.

I don't know if a study has been done on this, I don't have any proof, but this is just my idea, and I bet you one hundred horses (let's pretend just for the purpose of this statement that we're all Indians and horses are our currency, and that I have one hundred horses) that I am right.

Cinemas make people happy. :)

Monday, March 14, 2011

I could blog about...

I could blog about how I have missed a substantial amount of days of school due to flooding...


I could blog about how all these global disasters are making me more grateful for what I have...


I could blog about  how much different this year is to what I expected it to be...


I could blog the idiosyncrasies of my family...


I could blog about how sad it is that people are shallow enough to ostracise a person for their different looks, beliefs, behaviour or race...


I could blog about how I am amused by over-sharers (people who constantly tell you more then you need to/want to know)...


I could blog about how it amazes me that I have never heard my parent's complain about the Internet bill...


I could blog about how I immediately assume any noises outside at night time to be axe murderers or mad gunmen...


I could blog about how I made a list of things that I could make a blog about but didn't blog about any of them because I didn't feel like committing myself to a structured post and ended up making a some what structured blog about all the potential topics for blogs but ended up sharing an awesome energetic, danceable song....

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Man's best invention

Man's best invention, this bubbly concoction
A few times too many, now its an addiction
You just need a little to talk to that girl
Not too much or it'll make you hurl
Easy, easy, you still want to be able to walk
Is it just you, or are people starting to gawk?
Have they never seen you this way before?
Now you're basking in it, confidence galore!
"Hey, that's a nice rack you have there".
You get a left hook to the nose, but you don't care.
The music gets too loud, and you start to sweat
Tonight a bloody nose is all your going to get
Where did that llama come from?
Why is this guy calling you Tom?
It all becomes too much, you have to leave this bar.
You need to find your shirt so you can get to your car
The room is shaking side to side, you can't find it anywhere.
Screw the shirt, all it did was make people stare.
Out on the street, lights flash, red, blue and white.
"Good Evening Officer, isn't it a lovely night?"

Sunday, February 13, 2011

My hate for horror movies

Hate is a strong word. A word that I never use against people. However there is a certain movie genre that I can hate without a trace of guilt.
Horror movies.

A form of entertainment that I absolutely detest.

To the people who are responsible for making horror movies (although I doubt any such people would be reading this).

SHAME ON YOU.

You have desensitised people to things that were once only seen in nightmares.