Hey folks! Here I am, back in action! I really I hope I can stick to this schedule. I hated not blogging almost as much you hated not being able to read my blog. Also, I realize that I said Wednesday would be when this went up. I was mistaken. If you recall (and I sure hope you do), I said that I would try to make Thursday my regular update day. The reason I was so fixated on Wednesday was that I usually write the posts Wednesday NIGHT so I can get them up at midnight or after, so they're up basically all Thursday for you to read at your own leisure. I think that's what I'm going to stick to. So if you're up at midnight on Wednesday nights, consider popping on over for a read. If nothing new is there, chances are it'll be there in the morning. Greater chances are I forgot and am going to come up with some excuse in a few days as to why I didn't post on time. Given recent history, that seems to be far more likely. Moving on...
Before we begin (and boy do I have some good stuff for you today), I just wanted to make a little PSA to Google+.
Side note: That punctuation bothers me so much. Is that how it's supposed to be? The "+" is throwing me off my game.
Anyway, back to what I was saying.
Every time I log in to this website so I can blog, I get taken to the homepage. As it should be. But on the homepage are statistics, like how many page views you've gotten on what days, and where you audience is coming from. Stuff like that. But I really don't think they're accurate. It says I have 500-something total page views, which seems a but high (if that's really the number, that's awesome). But then when I check the views of each individual post, they range from like 7 to 30. I don't know what's up with that, but it makes it really hard to tell just how many people actually read this. If I knew more people were reading, I might lay off with the aggressive advertising (but let's be honest, probably not).
Speaking of, while I have you here, tell your friends to read my blog! Please? Pretty please? I'll give you $100 dollars for every friend you make a regular reader!* But really though, I really enjoy doing this, and I would love to know that other people do as well.
Anywho, enough of that spiel. On to the good stuff! And boy, is it good. I feel so bad about having such an irregular schedule the last few weeks that I'm going all out today. Today, we're going to talk about something I know all of you have strong feelings about. Nope, it's not religion. Not politics. Not warm, gooey chocolate chip cookies. Today, we're going to talk about people.
Stupid people.
Leggo.
SWEET PECAN PIE do I hate stupid people. This is by far my biggest pet peeve. It's more of a pet peeve than all my other pet peeves combined.
I usually don't come into contact with many stupid people, and I am severely thankful for that. I usually hear about stupid people from others, mostly on Reddit. I'm proud to say that 98.2% of the people I have come into contact with have been perfectly decent and intelligent beings. And you! You're not stupid! You're reading this, which automatically gives you 300 point IQ boost. True story. But sometimes you just meet a person, and you're like, "How...What...I don't...You. How are you even functioning right now?"
Now, I will admit, everyone has stupid moments. I myself probably have more than my fair share. But I'm talking about people who, for whatever reason--the way they were raised, their lack of education, or just a sheer stubbornness and refusal to understand things--are just unable to function as proper members of human society. Sometimes I look at people and think, "..." because there are literally no words I can fathom that could even come close to describing the sheer lack of a brain that person possesses. Most of these incidents involve political leaders and the Westboro Baptist Church.
Speaking of, HOLYCRAPONACRACKER do I hate the Westboro Baptist Church. I am so sick and tired of hearing about all of their stupid, intolerant shenanigans. It is one thing to have an opinion about something, bigoted and intolerant though it may be. It is an entirely different thing to try to force feed those beliefs on others with a rusty fork and shame them for their own beliefs (or lack thereof, if that's your cup of tea). Discussion is wonderful. It's what makes us human. I love to talk and discuss things. Let's sit down, have a conversation, tell me where you're coming from (seriously though, hit me up and we can discuss the meaning of life or whatever). But be open to discussion, to challenge, to debate. Don't argue one side, shame the other, and walk away like you've won some sort of contest. You haven't. You've only made a fool of yourself. You are what needs to be changed about current society.
I'm trying really hard not to just spout off all my pet peeves. Let's save that for another time, shall we?
Okay. Stupid people. Let's see. Oh, I know.
So I was playing League of Legends today. Not unusual. I decided I'd play some ranked and try to make my way back up to Silver. I'm currently Bronze, which is the lowest tier. I'm Bronze I, so I'm at the top, but still, it's the top of the bottom. Anyway, I'm trying to climb my way out of elo hell, and I get into a game. I'm the first pick for my team, so I'm charged with banning 3 champions that I don't want to see played. I target some champions I have had bad experiences with who bring a lot to the team, and I don't want to see them played (Amumu, Jarvan IV, and Xin Zhao, for anyone who plays LoL). In doing so, I didn't ban Blitzcrank, one of the most widely banned champions because he's really good at setting up kills for his team. The other team gets him, and right off the bat my team is raging because I didn't ban him. No problem. I shake it off and get ready to play. Within the first 2 minutes, Blitzcrank sets up and double kill, and two of my teammates just give up. They refuse to play after one mistake on their part, giving up quite a few more kills. Then, while the rest of us are trying our hardest to carry the game, I start getting flamed for not banning properly. I banned champions I though were more threatening, eff me right? So I defend my position by telling them that I banned champs who I though would bring a lot more to team fights, and they couldn't expect to never play against a Blitzcrank. Gotta learn sometime, amirite? Besides, at my skill level, I wasn't expecting much anyway. And they just go on and on and on, raging and feeding, until eventually we surrender. But it's people like that who just can't ever accept the fact that they are wrong that really grind my gears. And what's unfortunate is that it seems that close to 90% of the LoL community is like that. As addicting as it is, this game had one of the absolute worst communities I have ever seen.
I guess now that I'm thinking about it, intolerance is the major aspect I despise about people. Be open to change! To challenges! Be able to say, "You know what, you're right. I was wrong. Thank you so much for shedding a new light on the situation. You and your marvelous face have a most splendiferous day!" You'll feel better about yourself and other people, I promise.
I could go on and on about this subject, but I don't want to make this post overly long. I also don't want to overlap into other topics, because I want to save as much material as I can for future posts. But that's basically the gist of what I have to say on the subject.
Oh, real quick, just wanted to give ya'll (that's right, I live in Texas, I say ya'll) a life update. Just so it's not all some weird, unrelatable dude ranting at you all the time. I'm a real person, I promise. Anyway, my parents are moving. They're closing on a house and are trying to get our current one on the market pretty soon. They're only moving like 3 minutes away, but still, they're moving. It's a really weird feeling. In a few weeks (or however long it takes), I won't have a home. I'll have a place to come back to to see my family over breaks and stuff, but it's not my home. There won't be any memories there. I know, I know, the home is where the heart is. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy for my parents and brother. The new house looks great, and it's going to have a pool and a theater room, and just other stuff my parents have really wanted in a house for a while. It's just weird. I'm an adult. I don't get to stay in my childhood home forever. I'm closer to 21 than I am to 18. I'm almost done with a whole year of college. I have to declare a major and actually decide what I want to do with my life. What is this? What is my life? Ugh. Life changes, man. They get to you.
Well that's all I have for you today. Once again, sorry for having such a wonky schedule the past few weeks. I hope this makes up for it. Thanks for reading, as always! Tune in next week for a new, phantasmagorical episode of Let's Play: Life! And remember kids, always be yourself! Unless you can be Batman. Always be Batman.
*Offer ends 3 seconds ago. So sorry you missed it. Sucks to suck. But still recruit your friends, kay?
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