Whose to Blame?

This morning I started on my final paper for English. Impressive right, it’s not due for like three weeks. But that’s not the point. The point is I have 1500 words. So as I’m racking my brain to how I’m going write that many words when it occurs to me, that’s not all that many words.

If you reflect upon anything, even as simple as a text message or Facebook wall post, the average one is twenty to fifty words. A lot can be said. That’s like two to five or six sentences, depending on how articulate you are… and of course that you’re not a thirteen year old girl who answers in variations of, “haha ;)” “yeah” “:)” which I’m pretty sure doesn’t require to be sent if that’s all you have to say. (and a winky face is always a bad idea, unless you have weighed out the consequences).

The power of words has been sung about and written about, there have been movies and gosh known what else. Perhaps one of the most annoying misuses I know of is of the phrase “I love you.” I watched “The Last Song” yesterday which was a bad idea to start with because I don’t even remotely like Miley Cyrus and she completely ruined the book, however in that movie the couple pronounces this love for each other in like five minutes of their relationship. Yeah, I know movies speed up sequences of events. But come on. You really shouldn't say "I love you" unless you mean it.  That’s just common sense. However that brings me to my next point, if you mean it, you should say it a lot.  People forget. 

I never realized how many of my pet peeves had to do with words actually. The one that bothers me the most is bullying. If you have nothing nice to say, don’t bother saying a thing. Simple as that. People text crap every day, and they wouldn’t say majority of it, that’s a fact. So don’t be that loser it’s a waste of time. We should all just get along.

Yeah, that’s all I got.