We're human! We love to share our triumphs with friends and family as well as our downfalls. Oddly enough, we are often blindly optimistic when believing those we put our faith in as a pal and a confidant...really have our best interest at heart.
Newsflash people! It's not the rolled eyes of a passerby as you cruise down the street in your 2010 BMW, nor the faint whispers of "bitch" from your co-workers as you bustle to your desk with your new Louis Vuitton "Damier" shoulder bag in tote. No no no... they're not the ones you should worry about. It's those toxic bastards who we let infiltrate our worlds. Thats right folks!!! They normally rear their heads in the form of friends, family and even lovers.
Hateration often festers and thrives amongst those who are too afraid to make moves for themselves in life, so they are insanely jealous and envious of those who strive for more... and need we say have more/outperform the "hater." Like crabs in a barrel they'll attempt to hold you back with negativity. Misery loves company! These HATERS love to relish in your downfalls. When you are doing well, they are secretly waiting for you to fall.
The most important thing is to quarantine these diseased people. First! You mustn't be naive. Recognize those who aren't genuine. I'll will give you one my favorite quotes by Maya Angelou, "When someone shows you who they are, believe them!" No matter how fake or phony, a person will always show their true colors. It's up to you to believe them and haul ass, or stick around and get kicked in the ass. The choice is yours! Second and most importantly... either rid yourself of the toxicity or deal with them with a long handled spoon.
We are all guilty of jealousy and envy. I certainly am! I will tell someone to their face that I am jealous/envious, but that doesn't mean that I hate them for having something I would like. Saying, "I wish it were me," isn't hating. However, trying to knock the person down because they have what you desire is the true sign of a Hater. They'll also be the first to exclaim, "I'm not jealous! What do I have to be jealous of?"
I "hate" on celebrities etc., because they have what is far from easily attainable to the average Joe. Hell, my eyes have watered up watching MTV Cribs. Hell yes I want a Lamborghini Murcielago and I will call the filthy rich person I see with one, a lousy fucking bastard! While I am not condoning my thoughts/behaviors, there is a huge difference when you hate on average people who don't have anything you aren't able to achieve yourself. It's even worse to consider yourself close to someone all the while harvesting ill feelings towards them.
We need to start becoming more conscious of our thoughts when they're toggling on the line of hateration. Rather than hating, use that energy as a source of inspiration and motivation to propel yourself to new heights, rather than marinating in stew of hate and misery. You can't achieve when you are too invested in what someone else is doing or what they have. Work on being the best that you can be and the rest will fall in place. If not... you'll only find yourself in the same stagnate pool of shit you've been standing in while the person you're hating on is moving on.
As for the victims of hateration, use your haters as fuel to go further and smell better. After all, they're your biggest fans... so make like Bonnie Raitt and "give 'em something to talk about."
In the words of Barbra Streisand, "Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter. Lifes candy and the sun's a bowl of butter. Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade."
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Here ye! Here ye! To all of my fellow New Yorkers... Are you as sick of hearing about and seeing Governor Paterson as much as I am?
Everyone enjoys a juicy scandal, however none of Paterson's indiscretions are even remotely worth the amount of media attention he is receiving. Not even the thought of him fumbling to find the "wet-spot" on his mistress was tabloid worthy.
Last week the news cut into my daytime soap opera with an announcement from Gov. Paterson himself... a long winded explanation as to why he has decided not to continue his campaign for reelection.
Who GIVES a flying fuck??? I'm am so sick of seeing this retched looking blind bastard every time I turn on my television. Furthermore, would his PR rep please have him put on some dark sunglasses? Must we always have to look at his eyes swirling around in his head? Ray Charles and Stevie Wonder had/have the good sense to wear sunglasses, so what the hell is his problem?
I'm probably going to Hell in a handbasket for this post, but I'm sure I'll be in good company.
Everyone enjoys a juicy scandal, however none of Paterson's indiscretions are even remotely worth the amount of media attention he is receiving. Not even the thought of him fumbling to find the "wet-spot" on his mistress was tabloid worthy.
Last week the news cut into my daytime soap opera with an announcement from Gov. Paterson himself... a long winded explanation as to why he has decided not to continue his campaign for reelection.
Who GIVES a flying fuck??? I'm am so sick of seeing this retched looking blind bastard every time I turn on my television. Furthermore, would his PR rep please have him put on some dark sunglasses? Must we always have to look at his eyes swirling around in his head? Ray Charles and Stevie Wonder had/have the good sense to wear sunglasses, so what the hell is his problem?
I'm probably going to Hell in a handbasket for this post, but I'm sure I'll be in good company.
Multi-award winning country singer, Taylor Swift, has proved to be quite the breakout star. While I think her music fares closer to pop rather than country, she is a proven force to be reckoned with. With bippity boppity diddies like "Love Song" and "You Belong With Me," she virtually became an overnight success.
Swift has been nominated for approximately 89 awards of which 59 were won. Amongst her wins are 4 Grammys, 6 AMAs, and 6 CMAs.
With that said, Taylor Swift has gotten on my last damn nerve with that repetitive, dopey, mouth gaped open, "I'm so shocked" dumb ass look every time she wins an award. The look is seriously tired already. C'mon heifer, stop looking so god damn surprised as if you haven't already won fifty thousand awards.








As you can see, it has reached a point in which her look is no longer bashful and modest. I can understand the shock the first few times, but one would think that after 50 wins, you would be used to the shit by now. I wonder if those who are in the same category each time she wins is as sick of this stupid, short-bus grin as I am.
Congrats on all of your success Taylor, but please spare us from the wide-eyed doe look. Just get your ass on stage from now on and collect your bounty, give a speech and saunter off.
Swift has been nominated for approximately 89 awards of which 59 were won. Amongst her wins are 4 Grammys, 6 AMAs, and 6 CMAs.
With that said, Taylor Swift has gotten on my last damn nerve with that repetitive, dopey, mouth gaped open, "I'm so shocked" dumb ass look every time she wins an award. The look is seriously tired already. C'mon heifer, stop looking so god damn surprised as if you haven't already won fifty thousand awards.
Take a look at a montage of the never-ending Faces of Swift:








As you can see, it has reached a point in which her look is no longer bashful and modest. I can understand the shock the first few times, but one would think that after 50 wins, you would be used to the shit by now. I wonder if those who are in the same category each time she wins is as sick of this stupid, short-bus grin as I am.
Congrats on all of your success Taylor, but please spare us from the wide-eyed doe look. Just get your ass on stage from now on and collect your bounty, give a speech and saunter off.
There is currently a massive amount of hoopla surrounding Tiger Woods. The man known for putting the mundane sport of golf (if you will) on the map is now the center of controversy. What started out as a car accident has manifested into sex, lies, and possibly videotape. Honestly speaking, I really haven’t been following the details, because Tiger Woods has always been a drab figure in the world of entertainment. Even allegations of drug and sexual addiction aren’t enough to spruce up that hum drum character.The only reason everyone is so interested in this “scandal” is because he was seemingly the quintessential family man… a golden boy. News flash people!!! Before anything else, he is first a man. Let’s face it… with all of that money; he is bound to be a conquest for many jezebels.
This appears to be nothing more than a modern day witch hunt and the media will not be satisfied until Woods’ name has been dragged through the mud. Sorry Tiger, but the price of fame is a real BITCH. I personally couldn’t care which forest… Tiger chooses to lay his wood in; I'm just sick of hearing about him. Though I would love to know if his wife is going to hang in there or will she cash out. I say she may as well go ahead and take him to the cleaners, it's likely the main reason she snagged him in the first place.
What's your point of view? Feel free to leave a comment.
What is the fascination with the seemingly masochistic craze of tattoos? People pay an excessive amount of money to have ink jabbed into their skin via the equivalent of a dental drill. I have a small tattoo on my upper arm that was the result of boredom, impulse, and spontaneity.
If you haven't already joined this inked society, I would think twice before doing so. The following is an example of the distasteful nature of many tats:
How tacky could she possibly be? If you are going to get a tattoo, you should certainly refrain from placing them on your hands, neck, face, chest etc. When I see people like this, I wonder who will actually hire them for a job. If you are going to get a tattoo, it should be in a more obscure place. This is much more important for women, as their clothing tends to reveal more skin. Tattoos of this nature make you look as if you just completed 5-10 in the state pen. Though she has a rather innocent face... those tats against that washed out complexion says she'll cut a bitch.
How tacky could she possibly be? If you are going to get a tattoo, you should certainly refrain from placing them on your hands, neck, face, chest etc. When I see people like this, I wonder who will actually hire them for a job. If you are going to get a tattoo, it should be in a more obscure place. This is much more important for women, as their clothing tends to reveal more skin. Tattoos of this nature make you look as if you just completed 5-10 in the state pen. Though she has a rather innocent face... those tats against that washed out complexion says she'll cut a bitch.An ongoing trend that never seems to fade away are tattoos of names. I think this is absolutely GHETTOOOO... I don't care whose name it is, I just don't like it. For those of you who choose too plaster a name on your body, please have the god given COMMON CENSE :o) not to place the name of your mate anywhere on your body. Tattoos are permanent but relationships aren't. Be smart! Furthermore, why would you want to brand yourself as the property of someone else? Just because you place it in a more intimate area, doesn't make it acceptable. Think about the next guy or gal who'll have to stare at it... in between the sheets.
Kanye West needs his ass WHOOPED!!! I've never seen anyone so rude, arrogant and absurdly pompous as this ugly ass critter. In the middle of Taylor Swift's acceptance speech for Best Female Video, this flamboyant prick (Kanye) managed to completely belittle her win. UNBELIEVABLE!!! WHAT NERVE!!!!
Now you see... Taylor is much better than me. She stood there awestruck like a damn deer caught in headlights. My first thought would have been to take that award and beat Mr. West into a bloody pulp. However, the more tamed, classier side of me would have made a rather wise comment such as... "Thank you Kanye for your MARVELOUSSS interpretation of a walking, talking dick... everyone give him a HAND."
This man really needs to be force fed a slice of humble pie. You would think after life changing events... i.e. laying on your death bed with your jaw wired shut or perhaps the sudden death of your mother, you would try to be a better person.
Kanye posted an apology on his official blog saying, "I feel like Ben Stiller in "Meet the Parents" when he messed up everything and Robert De Niro asked him to leave... That was Taylor's moment and I had no right in any way to take it from her. I am truly sorry." PLEASE!!! He isn't sorry for what he did. However, he was right in saying "I am truly sorry"... because he is one sorry ass excuse for a man.
Remember Kanye... you've only made it this far because of the little people. Ride this wave as long as you can because when it crashes... your ass is finished.
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Just finished peeling through my college yearbook that just arrived today. Now for the critique: Way too juvenile for a college yearbook. It is the equivalent of a H.S yearbook... The only thing that was missing was "senior superlatives." Did we really have a "well wishes" page for personal messages?
The cover was designed to resemble a magazine, complete with highlights from the school year. Who graces the cover? None other than our dopey ass, childlike mascot... the Red Dragon. The dumb thing looks like "Puff the Magic Dragon" except this prick is red. It would have been impossible for us to be a Division I school with such a silly school representative.
There were some fairly nice photographs of the campus (thought I'd throw that in to be positive).
Anyway, as for the actual pics... more than half of the graduating class failed to pose for a picture. What is the point of a yearbook if there is barely a soul in the damn thing. Some of those whose pictures are in the book should've skipped the photo session. How in hell are you going to show up for senior pictures in a damn sweatshirt? There was even a tawdry tiara that adorned one girl's head.
The closing page consisted of a slew of photos of the same damn people including the Senior Class President and friends... Really?
Not all pictures of the departmental faculty have there names listed... and if they were, they weren't listed in order from left to right... so you wouldn't know who the hell you were looking at unless you personally know the professor. Was this really edited?
I really wish I would have been more active in various areas while in school, to prevent such atrocities. I have a ton of ideas that would have made this book a much more unique way to remember a graduating (college) class. I'm sure some of you are saying, "if you know so much and have so much to say, why weren't you on the yearbook committee?" I have three words for you: KISS MY ASS!!! I had enough stress and crap piled on my plate, at least I had the good sense not to add anything extra and half-ass it just so I can list it on my resume or a grad school application. Bottom line... Those who can step, step! Those who cannot, step back!
Finally, I leave you with a quote from the President, Nancy Kleniewski: "I am confident that your education prepared you well for a successful future." Well Nancy... I sure wish I shared your confidence, because right about now... I am feeling BROKE, BUSTED and DIGUSTED.
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