Toms are really ugly shoes. The don't appear to last long either, if you actually wear them a lot. And they aren't cheap. Maybe if you're the type to drop $100 on a pair of shoes they are, but a pair that cost me more than $20 is a little steep for my tastes (and actually, if you try, you can get decent shoes for $20. My nike's were on sale for $15, I've had them over a year and they're still in decent shape.)
Toms are, however, POPULAR.
Everyone I know who wears them calls them ugly and over priced. They all say the same thing though, "it's for a good cause!"
No. It's for your ego. When someone sees you wearing that ugly pair of shoes, they know you "helped a good cause." If you really wanted to help kids get shoes, you'd donate yours, and instead of giving $50-$100 to a company for a pair of shoes, you can give that $100 do a charity that puts ALL that money towards it's cause, and none towards giving YOU something to show off what a good person you are.
I'm being harsh. I know. Some people may just like them, and some people will always try to find a good excuse to spend their money and make themselves look good in the process. Yes, it's better to spend your money on something that benefits others, but I think it really says something about YOU when you can't do that without something in return. That $75 for those really ugly flats could have also gotten you a similar pair of flats for $10 at kmart, and the rest of your money could have still gone to giving shoes to a needy kid (except $65 gets more than one pair of shoes to more than one needy kid).
Weird how we choose to live in excess but still do things like this to feel better about it. I've bought a lot of summer clothes this year. I feel bad about it, because I've spend about $100 on clothes in the last month, however, I haven't owned a pair of shorts or a non-work tank top in the last 3 years, haven't had a DECENT one of either since I was about 13 (the ones I did have were in poor shape from band camp, as excessive sweating and sun exposure don't do well for clothes). I bought all 6 of my tops USED and ON SALE. All of my bottoms on sale. Because I don't like to waste money.
And anyone bitching about BOBS being a blatant rip off of TOMS? It's an overpriced piece of canvas attached to a rubber sole promising to give a pair of shoes to a needy kid for every shoe you buy. Why are you upset by this? YES, it's the same things as TOMS even in concept. I thought the point of TOMS was to give shoes to the needy, so why does it matter what company you do it from? oh yeah, it's about the NAME on YOUR SHOE, because you're EGOTISTICAL.
XoXo,
S
June 18, 2012
Good Person Bad Person
I've been thinking about myself a lot lately, and what' I've done in my past and what I can/should change for my future and all that. Then I realized that I think way too much about myself and way too little about others. And then I thought "No, thinking too much about other people's feelings and putting mine aside is why I was in my last relationship and it was horrible. I guess I realized that I need to find balance?
I'm getting moody with Jon again and I don't like it. It may be the weather, since even in the basement it's hot as fuck. Maybe it's because Jon hasn't been doing much with himself and I feel like I'm carrying a lot of the weight of the bills. He doesn't ask me for money or anything, but we share my car... but it's MY car. And my gas, and my insurance and my overall investment (even though a car really can't be considered and investment since it fucking loses all it's value over a short period of time with minimal damage). But someone else drives it around like their own. People I don't know ride in it. The back seat gets littered with things that can rip open the upholstery or scratch the vinyl (but the stuff never gets put on the floor for some reason) and there's trash everywhere that isn't mine. And I'm the only one who's hurt when someone's amp puts a dent in the side where it can't be popped out. I'm the only one who loses money with a pedal put a deep scratch in the door vinyl or when their solo cup gets plopped into the cup holder and it splashes all over the seat because it's a fucking cup with no lid that isn't being held.
I think there are two kinds of guys in the world. The one's who want to you to be their mother and have you take care of them, and the ones who want to be your father and control (under the disguise of "guide" and "take care of" you). That's a generalization. But I'm frustrated. Finding a job isn't easy, but when you don't seem to be trying it's going to be 100X's harder.
And I've been talking to my ex's. Rob and Spencer. Two people who never did a thing in the world to hurt me, but I hurt them and for some reason they both (to some degree) forgive me. I hurt them, I was bad to them, and they forgave me. I'm basically a terrible person doing terrible things to good people. At least that's what it feels like. And now I feel like I'm doing that to Jon. But I'm not going to leave him, and cheat on him or whatever. I just keep feeling bitchy, and he keeps being the only one around to take it. If I had more friends to bitch to I could relieve some of that, but all my friends are guys and that makes boyfriends uncomfortable.
Oh well. I'll keep losing sleep over it until something else happens for me to think about.
XoXo,
S
I'm getting moody with Jon again and I don't like it. It may be the weather, since even in the basement it's hot as fuck. Maybe it's because Jon hasn't been doing much with himself and I feel like I'm carrying a lot of the weight of the bills. He doesn't ask me for money or anything, but we share my car... but it's MY car. And my gas, and my insurance and my overall investment (even though a car really can't be considered and investment since it fucking loses all it's value over a short period of time with minimal damage). But someone else drives it around like their own. People I don't know ride in it. The back seat gets littered with things that can rip open the upholstery or scratch the vinyl (but the stuff never gets put on the floor for some reason) and there's trash everywhere that isn't mine. And I'm the only one who's hurt when someone's amp puts a dent in the side where it can't be popped out. I'm the only one who loses money with a pedal put a deep scratch in the door vinyl or when their solo cup gets plopped into the cup holder and it splashes all over the seat because it's a fucking cup with no lid that isn't being held.
I think there are two kinds of guys in the world. The one's who want to you to be their mother and have you take care of them, and the ones who want to be your father and control (under the disguise of "guide" and "take care of" you). That's a generalization. But I'm frustrated. Finding a job isn't easy, but when you don't seem to be trying it's going to be 100X's harder.
And I've been talking to my ex's. Rob and Spencer. Two people who never did a thing in the world to hurt me, but I hurt them and for some reason they both (to some degree) forgive me. I hurt them, I was bad to them, and they forgave me. I'm basically a terrible person doing terrible things to good people. At least that's what it feels like. And now I feel like I'm doing that to Jon. But I'm not going to leave him, and cheat on him or whatever. I just keep feeling bitchy, and he keeps being the only one around to take it. If I had more friends to bitch to I could relieve some of that, but all my friends are guys and that makes boyfriends uncomfortable.
Oh well. I'll keep losing sleep over it until something else happens for me to think about.
XoXo,
S
June 06, 2012
Finishing the HG series (obviously spoilers)
I finished it last night, but I didn't even know what to say. I still don't, really. I think I had my thoughts on it pretty well organized last night. I didn't think Katniss would let Coin live, especially after the bombs and poor little Prim. There's nothing okay with killing for the sake of getting your way in a war. Snow was right on one thing, he never really killed someone without a personal purpose. He wouldn't have a reason to just bomb loads of capitol children, because ultimately that was what made the Capitol turn from Snow. If he wanted to make the rebels look bad he sure as hell wouldn't have had the capitols symbol along with the hovercraft.
I never liked Coin. Her desire to have a new Hunger Games (even if only once) was repulsive. So the rebels wanted all of the people in the Capitol to die? Get the hell over it. They were fickle and vain but they were living the life they were raised with. If they refuse to lessen their greed and lifestyle, I can see room for hate, but to just expect them to become the districts idea of normal is about as crazy as the Capitol expecting the district people to conform to their lifestyles.
There's good revenge and bad revenge. Doing what someone else did to you may feel like good revenge, but in this case, I'd say no. It's children. It had been done 75 times before then, and that's 75 times too many. The people who ran the country were the ones choosing to continue this ritual. Had they stopped, the people of the Capitol may have been upset but they seemed to not have the desire to defy their leaders. The people in charge were given a trial and killed. There's literally no reason to let more children die.
I haven't felt so much from a book in a long time. So obviously the moment I start liking a character they have to die. And obviously almost everyone I loved had to die. Except for Peeta and Katniss. Them being together in the end... Well, its all I have to hold onto.
I remember when Haymitch told Katniss that she could live 100 lifetimes and not deserve Peeta and all she could respond with was "I know," because she didn't know how much she needed and appreciated him until he was hijacked. Then I got to cuddle with my boyfriend who is endlessly kind and patient and loving to me, who thinks the world of me, while I fell asleep. I don't think I'd have been able to handle it any other way.
XoXo,
S
I never liked Coin. Her desire to have a new Hunger Games (even if only once) was repulsive. So the rebels wanted all of the people in the Capitol to die? Get the hell over it. They were fickle and vain but they were living the life they were raised with. If they refuse to lessen their greed and lifestyle, I can see room for hate, but to just expect them to become the districts idea of normal is about as crazy as the Capitol expecting the district people to conform to their lifestyles.
There's good revenge and bad revenge. Doing what someone else did to you may feel like good revenge, but in this case, I'd say no. It's children. It had been done 75 times before then, and that's 75 times too many. The people who ran the country were the ones choosing to continue this ritual. Had they stopped, the people of the Capitol may have been upset but they seemed to not have the desire to defy their leaders. The people in charge were given a trial and killed. There's literally no reason to let more children die.
I haven't felt so much from a book in a long time. So obviously the moment I start liking a character they have to die. And obviously almost everyone I loved had to die. Except for Peeta and Katniss. Them being together in the end... Well, its all I have to hold onto.
I remember when Haymitch told Katniss that she could live 100 lifetimes and not deserve Peeta and all she could respond with was "I know," because she didn't know how much she needed and appreciated him until he was hijacked. Then I got to cuddle with my boyfriend who is endlessly kind and patient and loving to me, who thinks the world of me, while I fell asleep. I don't think I'd have been able to handle it any other way.
XoXo,
S
Finishing the Hunger Games Series (minimal spoilers if any)
1) Seneca Crane, why must you and your beard be so sexy in that movie? Why is that the ONLY movie you're going to be in with the sexy beard and sexiness? You were there for so little. I'll never get more now ;_;
2) (the real post)
I think I read The Hunger Games series at the right time in my life. It's made me realize so many things about myself that I see in Katniss. The abrasiveness to people who love me unconditionally, and not seeing all the strength others seem to see in me. Trying so hard to defend the people I love, even if it's their desire to be the one saving me. The plot. Oh, the plot. The revolution, the threat of nuclear attack, the many many lost lives. The big problem with me reading stories where I love the main characters is that those are the captivating amazing stories the lace the facts of life into them. People die. Especially in times of war. People are used. People are tortured and some peoples lives are only valued to the extent of their usefulness to the cause. Stuff like that may be very well going on right now and we don't even know because we don't care to and no one cares to tell us.
It feels like it's almost a real future. Instead of feeling helpless though (which I've been feeling since trying to process most of the 3rd book) I've decided the best way to react is to learn and try to be a good compassionate person. I noticed that while it was easy for Katniss to hate the people in the capitol that she's never met, she loves her prep team. She realizes that just because they're bizarre looking and care about trivial crap, they're still good loving caring people. They just are what they know. Even though they enjoy their lifestyles in the capitol they don't do so with hatred in their hearts for the districts. It's hard to hate your enemy when you realize that not all of them are evil. Not all of them have ill plans and deep seeded hatred for you. They're just like us, caught up in a fight.
I don't know what else to say about it. It's been making me think too much but I like it. I love feeling sad, and I love feeling lonely and I love the feeling I get when I mourn the loss of a character I liked. I've been listening to the saddest of the dolls songs on top of all of this. The sadness is what keeps me sane, and helps me realize I'm still a person, just like everyone else who acts as hard as I do.
XoXo,
S
2) (the real post)
I think I read The Hunger Games series at the right time in my life. It's made me realize so many things about myself that I see in Katniss. The abrasiveness to people who love me unconditionally, and not seeing all the strength others seem to see in me. Trying so hard to defend the people I love, even if it's their desire to be the one saving me. The plot. Oh, the plot. The revolution, the threat of nuclear attack, the many many lost lives. The big problem with me reading stories where I love the main characters is that those are the captivating amazing stories the lace the facts of life into them. People die. Especially in times of war. People are used. People are tortured and some peoples lives are only valued to the extent of their usefulness to the cause. Stuff like that may be very well going on right now and we don't even know because we don't care to and no one cares to tell us.
It feels like it's almost a real future. Instead of feeling helpless though (which I've been feeling since trying to process most of the 3rd book) I've decided the best way to react is to learn and try to be a good compassionate person. I noticed that while it was easy for Katniss to hate the people in the capitol that she's never met, she loves her prep team. She realizes that just because they're bizarre looking and care about trivial crap, they're still good loving caring people. They just are what they know. Even though they enjoy their lifestyles in the capitol they don't do so with hatred in their hearts for the districts. It's hard to hate your enemy when you realize that not all of them are evil. Not all of them have ill plans and deep seeded hatred for you. They're just like us, caught up in a fight.
I don't know what else to say about it. It's been making me think too much but I like it. I love feeling sad, and I love feeling lonely and I love the feeling I get when I mourn the loss of a character I liked. I've been listening to the saddest of the dolls songs on top of all of this. The sadness is what keeps me sane, and helps me realize I'm still a person, just like everyone else who acts as hard as I do.
XoXo,
S
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