I don't know what "cool" is, but I guess I'm not it.

Dear Blog,
It is almost 2 in the morning and I'm really sleepy now. But I wanted to talk about "hipsters" for a quick second.

Why?

I don't mean, why do people who enjoy alternative music, books, movies, etc. exist, but rather, why have they become so popular and why is it so cool to dislike mainstream things?

And why am I being criticized for it?

I LOVE Chili's the restaurant. Their ribs are flipping funtasmical and they have this new OREO molten that tastes like it was made on Mt. Olympus and delivered to us by Zeus himself. Obviously Zeus used it to have sex with a bunch of women and impregnate them, BUT THE POINT IS THAT WE HAVE A GLORIOUS OREO MOLTEN.

Sorry ladies who were tricked by Zeus. But you should have just said no or practiced safe sex.

Does God sperm destroy condoms?

I also really love department stores and I love shopping at Ross. I'm not a fan of thrift stores, but if you are that's OK. 

I also love Christmas. And I know, consumer culture, blah ladeedah blah.

Don't care! I love buying gifts and getting gifts and wrapping gifts and oh...Lordy lordy. UNWRAPPING GIFTS. That is one of the most amazing feelings in the world. But I also love getting together with family and eating tons of pork (I'm Cuban so that might explain that comment just now...) and eating all the other yummy things and dancing AND DECORATING THE TREE. Oh. My. God. The treeeeeeeeeeeee.

And I enjoy quite a bit of mainstream music, and I love Harry Potter, and I voted for Obama (not a third party candidate). AND, AAAAND, I geek out about ALL the things.

Basically, I thoroughly enjoy "mainstream" things unironically.

So now that cool is uncool and uncool is cool and...what? I can't keep up! What's cool, what isn't!? I don't know! And more importantly, I don't care!

All I know is that I'm getting hate for just being who I am and that's not cool. Everyone should be allowed to be themselves without getting all this negative attention from the world. Why can't I just like what I like and be left alone?

And BY THE WAY, if you genuinely don't like something, that's fine. But not liking something just because it is popular is just as bad as like something just because it is popular. Ya dig? Yaaa dig! (Also, why must I get hate for using silly phrases like "Ya dig," "Hella," and my favorite, "Nifty.")

IN CONCLUSION, my dear Blog: I should be allowed to geek out about Harry Potter and eat at a chain restaurant without being called lame for it. I'm just a 19 year old girl trying to enjoy her life as best as she knows how. Please respect my choices. And while you are at it, please respect everyone's choices. Whether the choice may be to marry a man (because they like men WHICH ISN'T A CHOICE, BTW) or woman or to write slash fiction or to eat at McDonalds! Respect it.


I'm off to sleep, Blog. I love you. Sleep tight.

Sincerely,
Your Creator

Titles and Backgrounds and Blogs

Oh my?
Was that cheesey? More importantly, did you all get it? Lions and tigers and bears. And then Titles and Backgrounds and Blo-
...Yeah, you guys got it.

SO THIS BLOG EXISTS NOW.

Ca-raaaaaay-zee, right?

Well, maybe not completely crazy, but for me it kind of is.

You see, last year (around this time) I started my first ever blog! I think it was called something like, "Two Mangos and a Chocolate Shake," because I love mangos and chocolate shakes. However, I admit that though both are awesome, those things should never be put together...ever.

The reason I started a blog last year was because I got really into Hyperboleandahalf (I miss her and I hope she is coping well with her depression. I know what that's like, though probably not to the scale she is experiencing.) ....I lost my train of thought with those parenthesis. Parenthesese? seees seeeeezzz?

Reading...reading. Ok. I'mg all caught up with my own post.

 I got into Hyperboleandahalf and I was like, I'M FUNNY TOO! I CAN WRITE A BLOG!

.....................No.

So I never got even ONE follower and eventually deleted the blog, because WHY BOTHER? If I don't have followers then obviously what I'm doing is not worthwhile. Ooooobviously.

And so today I was watching Vlogbrothers videos, 'cause I'm awesome, and I thought that I should start a blog. Not for followers, but because I just want to write about my thoughts and life and just random crap. And if people read it, cool! We can join in conversation! And if they don't, that's fine. Either way it will be good for me. At least until I get one of those super cool journals from Barnes and Noble OMG. HAVE YOU SEEN THOSE?! THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL AND SMELL GOOD AND I JUST WANT TO RUB MY FACE AGAINST THEM ALL DAY LONG! But not in a sexual way... Not in a completely sexual way.

...It just occurred to me that if nobody reads these, "HAVE YOU SEEN THOSE?!" will be yelled at the void that is the internet... So for now, I shall write these posts directly to my blog. Maybe it's lame, but I don't care!

So... Dear Blog,

I still haven't told you about the title or the background! I'm so bad at going in order!

So in the vlogbrothers video, John Green spoke about his awkwardness and how when he is alone in his basement he is happy and not shy and lalala and I was like, "A BLOG CAN BE MYYY BASEMENT."
I live in Phoenix, Arizona so I don't think we even have real basements. Do we? Blog, do you know?

SPEAKING OF ARIZONA, it is November and I'm still wearing shorts and tank tops. Also, Arpaio won again and I just don't understand what is going on in this state.

Why can't every place just be San Francisco?

My background (for you, my dear blog) WAS going to be an awesome MC. Escher work of AWESOME, but the file was too big and I fail with computers, so I picked the current one because books are neat and why not?

I think I covered everything in my title so good bye, blog!
Only not really, because I might just write another post! Or work out... I hate working out, but at 1:36 in the morning it actually seems like a fun idea.

Bye, blog. I love you.

Sincerely, Your Creator