Social Media is killing the romance

The idea of having a technologically inclined society is beginning to create social problems around the world. Many are experiencing their own issues associated with the harsh reality of our new universe that has come to be. We now have Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Texting, and the infamous phone call. With these new communications we can violate and interrogate any way we please. It is creating social boundaries and causing distractions to high school students. Communication is now altered by technology.

Ashton Kutcher has wrote a hard hitting article based on the facts presented by our new world surrounding us. “Has Texting Killed Romance” sums up the issue before you even get past the title. Now commentators may say he is trying to promote his new movie which was airing about an electronic relationship, but you have to look at it from another view. Ashton is in the era to view both sides of the argument. He was born before the explosion of technology and is now experiencing the issues first hand. The ideas of walking up to a pretty girl and exchanging phone numbers while you nervously await the call is over. Now we text and never know the true emotion of the situation. Kutcher wrote “Both sides overanalyze every word. We talk to a friend, an impromptu Cyrano.” Cyrano is known for his role as the romantic that helps out the other with what to say to who they long for. In today’s generation we can show and send anything to anyone so we ask our friend opinions before responding. We can overanalyze a period or exclamation point. This leads to many new issues to arise within the situation.

The ideas of society have changed so much that we now are altered by the ideals of this “Smart” technology. Communication is a face to face conversation and discussion, not meant to be shown to the world. Many are now afraid to talk in person and even worse on the phone. If you cannot communicate and hear voice inflections and more you are lost. Technology has worked into our lives and is altering the traditional ways to start a conversation let alone a relationship.

Today you can find and invade anyone’s life at any time of the day. It is altering our perceptions to build a relationship by meeting in person. Even if you do meet in person you trade number to do what? Text. The conversations consisting of “Yeah, what’s up and hey” take away any emotional connection you may have. It is a known fact that hearing someone else’s voice can bring you closer and have a better conversation. The emotions someone portrays to you are forever lost by the new form of communication with one another. We would like to enjoy the company we can give and ramble forever not get clipped text messages to one another.

Our generation we are in can make a change. We just need to say that we are going to revert into old traditions and not let technology let emotional connections go out of the window. Electronic intimacy is not the way to approach relationships in this era. We are leading to more cheating, more divorce, and heart break. Today make the vow to still communicate with others and build a connection.

 

“There is no text that can replace a loving touch when someone we love is hurting.”- Ashton Kutcher

Rambling from a broken heart

Why did you have to do this to me? You made promises and memories were left abandoned. I am now haunted by the thing you did and am so hurt. Why would you do this to me? Why did you choose to leave and not stay here for me? Did you not consider how this would affect anyone but you? God you should’ve thought this through. I now am left without you and am broken apart. Did you not love me enough to stay around? You were there to support me and see me preform. We bonded over show choir which now will haunt me every time I sing. I break down crying with the last thought I have of you in your casket. I now always wake up frightened at night imagining the pain you felt. I wonder what you thought of. Did you think of me? Do you miss me? Was it really worth loosing your whole family?

I want you back. I want you to love me and not let me go. I want you to have thought this through and not walked away from the ones you loved. You were swayed by someone who didn’t even care. You were used and manipulated. You didn’t even get a chance to see me grow up. You don’t get to see me get married and have my children. Kaleigh was only seven. You left behind you children and grandkids. We all were here for you and were looking forward to the future with you. Please tell me why you did it. It hurts me so bad and I wish the pain would go away and you would come back. That I wouldn’t have to deal with the pain anymore.

Nightmares you just cant shake

Have you ever experienced the feeling or being caught in a nightmare and never being able to wake up? Yeah, I’m talking about the one where you’re being chased but can’t run fast enough.  I feel like I have been stuck inside a nightmare and I can never wake up. I have been running and just cannot make it away and once I feel I am in safety yet another person comes running after me. All that I’m looking for is some safety to protect me from the darkness that is coming around me. I don’t even know what is reality anymore. I need to be able to feel like myself again. My life is consumed with more sorrow that is like an ocean. It will come crashing against me and then recede, to all of the sudden come crashing again.

I want to be able to breathe again, to dream again, and I want to never feel pain. I want god to understand I have suffered enough and I need some comfort in knowing I will not loose anyone else. I want my family to be intact, I want to love like no one had loved, and I want to be loved like I am all that is left. I need an escape from the pain and turmoil I can never seem to overcome. The idea of me having a calm and tranquil life is not possible. I want to be able to have back the ones I have lost and I would give anything for them to be back.

I am standing at a cross road and I need to have the train finish its long journey so that the bridges will rise and I can cross through. Throughout these times I have been faced with triumphs and tribulations but I am not going to fall. I am going to live on. I am going to live on knowing I am a part of the legacy that the ones I have lost were a part of. I will not break I will be strong. I am here to help them see that I will be okay. I am here to let them see that I can stand strong and carry on. I know I may break down and be sad but they wouldn’t want that. They want their love to pour out through me and let others be touched by me. They did not intend to harm me even though they did. I will always love them no matter what and let’s hope in the morning the nightmare will finally be over.

Evil is near

                Evil is surrounding us. The working of the devil had consumed people inside our world. They have taken loved ones and stolen their money. Families are being put in turmoil because some people are too selfish and cursed that they will do anything that they need to get what they want. The idea of people brainwashing and messing with someone’s emotions is so greedy and selfish that it makes me sick. We all need to acknowledge the problems we are faced with and expel these people we are being faced with. They are turning human beings into the non-living and they are now not able to continue on living with the people they love. They are stolen from our arms and we cannot do anything but deal with the aftermath.

                The one message I have to say is that the evil will get what they deserve and karma is a bitch. The evil that deprive people of family member that they loved and had much more time to spend with them will rot in hell. I hope they have a horrendous death and will lose everything they love. They should be threatened the death penalty and never be allowed any mercy. The idea that someone can steal the one you love and never have them back is horrid. Yet they can continue living and never have another worry in their life. I hope that they never see the daylight again and will never be able to breathe another breath.

                I was robbed the life of someone I loved because of this evil. I am now not able to see him, hug him, and have him see me do my activities I love. I am forever without a part of who meant so much. He will never breathe again and will never say my name. I will never get a phone call or a text. He always liked my Facebook posts and that will never be there anymore. All I want is for them to pay and me to have him back. The cruel reality of it is it wont happen. No matter how much wishing or praying he is forever gone. I lost a family member and he will never be back.

Death

The idea of death is the most evil thing ever created. It can destroy family’s, hurt people, and rob yourself of time with a loved one. I know this feeling very well. I have been robbed so many times of opportunities I had to spend with family members that it is so unfair. I just begin to ponder the idea of why god ever created the idea of death. No one knows what actually occurs when death comes around and we have no idea of what happens in this so called afterlife. I wish I could stop all of the feelings that come rushing along with the lose of someone we love.

I had my grandpa stolen from me last Tuesday night. He was so young and I had so many promises to still fulfill with him. He was an amazing, smart and caring man. His grandchildren ment the world to him and he would do anything to help us out. He always had the best humor and could always make us laugh. My grandpa was not always there but that was not his fault. He was stolen from me and robbed me of the time that I had left. Whenever I had time to be with him he always made it memorable for us though. Then that one call comes when you realize that they are gone. You don’t even know what to think and to fathom life without them.

As I was hit with this overwhelming thought of never talking to my grandpa again I started to hate myself. Their were always those calls that I didn’t want to answer because he would talk forever, or not go over and visit because we wouldn’t leave for hours. I would instantly take those precious hours and minutes back to be with him now. Once they are gone you realize all of your flaws and want to take them back but the worst part is you cant. Their were things I had never confessed to that now he will never know or he will never experience. We had promises made that were going to occur that never are going to happen. I just wish I could have my grandpa back and talk to him one more time. I would love to just hug him again, have him come watch me cheer, or see me preform in Happiness.

You never know when you are going to loose someone you love and you need to respect every precious moment that you have. Grandpa I will love you forever and always keep you in my thoughts. Rest In Peace, Larry Joseph Topinka.

Harlem Shaking up the world

The ideas of the Harlem Shake have been intruding our culture recently. Everyone is entertained by the comical styles of others we may know. Recently DanceNation the studio I coach at had the instructors create a Harlem Shake video. All of our students loved it because they had seen previous ones and now are enthralled with the idea of seeing their advisors do the same. We now are known as the even cooler instructors because we can rock out and show how we can rock out for some good ol fun. WE now are plastered all over YouTube with the ideas of watching us “Shake.”

This past week I have seen the teachers of Kennedy high school create a Harlem Shake that was posted for us to view. The full one will be coming in the spring term assembly. It is cool to see the staff transform into a new person and enjoy themselves. We all do have the ideas of teachers being locked up in their rooms, and never leave the school. It is nice that they are showing how they can kick back and entertain the school.

I am now overcome with the idea of Harlem Shake. Is it a good idea or is it the time consuming ideas of many who they have come to have them created. Yes they do look like fun but aren’t the whole ideas getting old for some? We see them everywhere and to the same song over and over. For what? The pure satisfactions of seeing others make fools out of themselves.

It is funny to see the trends that have come from old to new. The Harlem Shake was actually a dance move a few years ago and now it has come back to have everyone enthused. Whoever created the idea of a Harlem Shake we all bow down to the hours of entertainment you have provided. From now on the Harlem Shakes will be viewed forever and now are impossible to remove. The shake has hit a high like “Bieber fever” and will be here to stay. As more continue to make fools out of themselves we will continue to laugh as they do. I am forever inclined in the era of the Harlem Shake, Amen! In the end one saying comes to mind. Hey we only live once right? Let Harlem Shakes live on forever!

Growing up

I recently have experienced the feeling of being slapped across the face, ice cubes down the shirt, or having cold water dumped on you. Pick which ever you choose but I now am hitting the realization of maturation and I do not enjoy the rude awakening. I am not a little girl anymore and I am now beginning to be faced with the burdens of growing up.

When I was little all I wanted to do was grow up and become an adult, now that it is faced right in front of me I am terrified. I have to make decisions that will alter my future and some I don’t know the answer. I will have struggles and will make mistakes that I will have to learn from. I am now in charge of my future and need to be responsible. I now that I am almost done with high school want to be the baby again. I would like to be able to rely on my parents and go back in time. 

I am now going to embark on a journey to determine my future. Who will I marry? What will my occupation be? Will I have children? Will I be poor? Will I love? Who will I lose? I am now beginning to become overwhelmed with this feeling on worry. I need to evaluate the here and now to be prepared for the future. So I now contemplate what I have been doing to see what can occur.

I wish I could view my many paths to choose the right one but that’s what life is all about. Taking risks and making mistakes. I hold my future in my hands. It is all up to me and I know that I can find my way to make them a reality. When I was born I was giving the right to life, love, and the pursuit of happiness. I am on the pursuit and lets hope I can reach it. There’s no guarantee that this life is easy, but I am hoping for the best.  So stay strong, love often, and learn lots. Protect the ones you love and make sure to live life to the fullest. Never look back and wonder and make sure to take chances. After all you never know what can happen.

Happiness will live forever

Happiness Incorporated was founded in 1967. I was still a twinkle in my parent’s eyes at that time. Little did I know that when Happiness was founded I would find my calling that would help me find amazing people, give me courage, and always have someone to fall back on. I am eternally grateful to be a part of such a great organization with great people.

In fourth grade I was in Madison Blues at my elementary school. We would go to Kennedy and preform at their Cocoa and Carols benefit concert in the winter. Happiness theme was Toledo Surprise, and from that day on I became obsessed. My dream had been to be in Happiness and preform like the kids involved. I was awe struck. Flash forward to this year, I was blessed to be cast in this year’s show. My dream was becoming reality. Little did I know when I was in fourth grade that being a member of Happiness meant much more than preforming for an audience.

Happiness is a family. We spend more time together than we do with our actual families. We support each other through any issues that arise and in the end will always be together. I have never felt more comfortable with one group of people in my life. We share personal feelings through problems we may face and are always staying strong with each other. When we experienced turmoil this year we didn’t give up we stood strong and fought for what we believed in.

When we are preforming you feel the emotions that the group is having occur. Yesterday was the end of Happiness 2012/2013. It came by way to quick and now it is sinking in. I may not ever see the friends I have made again. Preforming the ballad made me cry. The ideas of never walking alone stand true to the group and we have made bonds no one else can experience. As we are crying in sync we have hit the reality of It coming to an end.

Show choir in the grand scheme of life is not important. But I do feel that it teaches us good lessons we will carry for the rest of our lives. We learn to work with others, how to create bonds, work through problems, stand up for others, have self-confidence, feel emotions, and create long lasting relationships. I have learned so much from this group that I would have never experienced in a normal daily life. I am blessed to be in a group with so many caring people who will always be there.

Dreams?

Dreams. When you hear this word what do you think of? I instantly get the thought of something fanciful that can make you wake up and smile. As I think of my dreams they make me more confused than relieved. I know that psychology suggests that dreams are to foreshadow your future and help us subconsciously think through troubles we have in life. It is documented that when you dream as a child you will work through issues that you may have in the future. While this could be true but I know there more. Are they images from our past life, future life, or what we would like to happen?

Whenever a dream pops into my head I wake in the morning and try to sort it out. Granted I am a girl and will over think my thoughts but I still feel that there is more purpose to them. So what if they are supposed to help us work through problems. Most of my dreams have not helped me work though any situations. They take me out of reality and let me go somewhere else. I then wake to the lingering question of what if? I then continue to float on the cloud I was put on thinking that everything would continue on okay. I just cannot get the thoughts out of my head and continue to surround me through the day. On the other hand I feel that dreams are there to let us get the fantasy that we believe and then we can move on. I wish I could have the answer to all of my questions because they can drive a girl insane. I am consumed with this idea of dreams and how they affect our lives.

 

Nightmares. That’s the next thing I think of. Do you ever have that horrific scene that you can’t shake and then you become paranoid that it will happen to you? This is the sad reality of going to bed. You can never have a peaceful night we are always haunted by either the ideas of fantasy or the ideas of horror. The meanings of these are supposed to help us but do they? Many would agree that we would be okay to just relax and sleep. I then spend my next day analyzing the effects of the dream. Let’s just be given the answers and be done with this. So next dream you have don’t analyze it just let it go.