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Linkin Park Concert

28 Jan

They performed like beasts. The concert was last Thursday January 20th, I haven’t written for over a week because my internet has been acting awfully foolish. Anyhow, I can’t even began to describe the performance. The thing is, you really had to be a fan to love that concert, it’s almost as if they created the  show just for me. I love that they didn’t just play their new music, the lineup was perfect. Chester came off stage and I could see the sweat on his face. Mike was almost eaten when he jumped into the crowd. Linkin Park has been my favorite band since I was 7 years old, and this was the first time I’ve gotten to seen them so I’ll be on a mental high for the next month or so.

 

 

What also made the night more special was my preparation for the concert. My LP logo purple fedora was noticed by many along with my fiercesome new combat boots.

 

 

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I promised myself I’d write everyday…

17 Jan

but I didn’t feel like writing today. But a promise is a promise, so here you go, 20 minutes left of MLKJ day. Today was a great day, but for reasons way beyond ordinary teenage problems, I’m suffering from a mild depression at the moment. I wish I could write to the world why, but I really can’t violate my family’s privacy in this way. So yea, my post of the day.

Letter to Frito-lay

16 Jan

Dear Frito-lay,

I’d first like to commend you on creating a flavored tortilla snack – “Doritos” – that are ingeniously appetizing. When I was a child, Doritos were always my snack of preference. So much so, my parents could always entice me into good behavior with the promise of a bag of Doritos.

With that being said, I’m sorry to have to unveil to you and to myself, that I have not enjoyed a bag of Doritos for quite a few some years now. But, within these same years that I’ve been neglected a bag of Doritos, I have had the displeasure of purchasing for .75 cents several plastic bags enclosed with Dorito-scented air. It seems that your company is no longer actually manufacturing bags filled with chips, but have taken on, what I must only assume is some sick joke, to be content with merely rubbing a chip on the inside of the bag. I am myself a pretty skilled novice jokster as well, so I am writing to you today to suggest some fresh ideas to help enhance the chicanery that you fine people of Frito-lay have been attempting.

  • Have little kids color triangular pieces of paper orange and stuff your bags with those instead. Market as “Healthy snacks”
  • Fill your bags with strings and confetti
  • Sell Dorito chips bagged individually for .50 cents a piece, call them “Doritos for the weight-watchers”
  • Sell mini-Doritos in the same bag and call them “Dorit-itos
  • Stop selling Doritos altogether

Just in case you swell people at Frito-lay are having doubts, I am being facetious. Please, get it together.

Signed,
Disappointed

Making the World a More Distracted Place

15 Jan

Technology today is celebrated to a point where it is glorified. Everyone’s gotta get the latest iPhone, or Android, iPad?? I’m down. Most everyone knows and loves the cell phone, the internet, and social networking websites. Together these modern day technologies are credited with “making the world a smaller place”. It is true that technology connects people in faster and easier ways than ever possible before but technology has taken over our lives and has really made us more distant from one another. People are spending more time texting rather than having face to face conversations and some people have grown so comfortable with the ability to hide behind their technology, they often grow a personality that’s different from their actual selves.

People with cell phones, particularly younger people, have become known for a new obsession with texting. Everyone knows at least a few kids that exchange hundreds of text messages a day. The idea of texting itself is a good one, they help a person to quickly make plans and communicate ideas that can’t be said aloud, but text conversations have in many situations replaced a traditional face to face conversation. Courtship, for example, a process that would often take a boy weeks to get close to a girl has been simplified by technology to a mere “What’s you’re number?” or a facebook instant message. Then from there, a text relationship can form where each individual spends an unhealthy amount of text messages tangoing in banter of low quality where neither person has to look the other in the eye, therefore making it easier for each person to brave to say something a bit more daring and a bit more foreword than they could ever say in person. Thus even with the luxury of texting, text-ers may form an alter text-ego so that at this point even with hundreds of text messages being exchanged, neither person is actually getting to know the other person. Quite the paradox isn’t it?

Isn’t it a scary moment when you’re out and you lose your cell phone for a minute? It’s like a near death experience, even after you realize your phone was in your hand the whole time, your heart is still beating faster than normal. Daily person-to-person interaction is being disrupted by technology as well. Most of us in the technology world can relate to a situation where while engaged in a conversation, we mindlessly glance at our cell phones as if expecting it to get up at any minute and run away. If not, then you’ve surely been on the other more irritating end of the spectrum where you are enthusing to someone else about a topic and find that the other person prefers to “listen” to their text messages or twitter updates than to listen to you. So even regular conversations lose value as people’s minds constantly wonder off to their technology, leaving behind half-hearted, less intimate social interactions. We even find ourselves distracted by technology when it’s least appropriate. Isn’t it absolutely absurd that people would text and drive at the same time, I mean each task takes so much attention. It’s become such a problem that some states have to ban it. Ridiculous as it is, I’ve still caught myself attempting it. What’s wrong with us?MatadorI’ve included this picture of my life. It really is my life, take a look at my pic on the sidebar. Who needs family, if I ever have a problem, surely, there’s an app for that.

It’s always fun to find that the one thing you’ve been looking forward to is a disappointment.

10 Jan

Like today I had a catastrophy of a day. The only thing that got me through the day with a full head of hair was the thought that when I get home I could continue to work on my brand new giraffe of a blog. I get home all giddy with techo-joy and of course the universe would decide to poke fun at me by cutting off the internet. Now here I type next to my at the moment useless laptop on my 2 inch screen of a 2g iphone. Yes people, iPhone 2g’s still exist, and I have one, I like to refer to myself as an iPhone veteran.

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I have been coming up with topic ideas as easily as the government spends money (did I say that?). Heh heh Watch out world Kathryn’s blogging again, and this time she’s keeping up with it… As soon as her dad pays the internet bill.

What do I know?

9 Jan

My parents were having a conversation with some other adults one day. I don’t remember what they were talking about, but I remember hearing something that sparked my interest. When I voiced my opinion on the matter my mom responded with something along the lines of (Jamaican accent) “You a pickeney, a weh you know?”. Translation, “You’re just a kid, what do you know”. Well, at the time my face turned red (figuratively, I’m black that doesn’t actually happen) and I had all kinds of comebacks. But when I really think about it, she’s mostly right. Most of us have met those annoying little 11 year-olds that think they’re wiser than Gandhi so whenever you say anything to them they respond “I know”. Yea, no you don’t.

Well clearly at 17 a person is capable of understanding enough. But if I were to double my age I wouldn’t even be middle aged, if I quadrupled it, I still wouldn’t even be eligible for full social security benefits. This revelation gives me hope. High school comes with a lot of stress; whether adults want to admit it or not, we really are under a lot of pressure, not just “peer pressure”, but pressure from our parents, grandparents, schools, teachers and endless other possible pressure emitters. It seems like all these demands are a never-ending deal. So I’m hoping that when I get older and get out of this place, I’ll be free of these petty problems that make up my life right now. I know that there will lots of other adversities in my future, but whatever it is I learn in my adulthood that will revoke comments like “You’re just a kid, what do you know”, I’m presuming will be a coping mechanism and will help me keep little pressures from taking over my life.

So yes mother, I am just a kid, wanna help me grow up?