Category Archives: obsessions

Life after Freshly Pressed

I remember a time when hitting 50 views in one day used to make me burst with joy. When getting three or four likes or one or two comments made me feel warm and fuzzy inside.

Now, I feel numb to the idea of getting so elated over something so miniscule. And I have being Freshly Pressed to thank for it.

Who could ever be satisfied again after that all-time high? I mean really, c'mon now.

Now don’t get me wrong. Being Freshly Pressed was probably one of the greatest moments in my life, aside from being published on Living Green Magazine and twice on United Press International. Actually, come to think of it, I think being Freshly Pressed beat even those accomplishments. Because reporting, while exciting and interesting, is a different medium than blogging. While I always keep my news articles focused on a topic I love, there is still a general guideline for how they’re reported on, how they’re written, how they’re published and so on and so forth. But blogging, blogging can be anything you want it to be. There are no limits (unless it’s actually your job and someone pays you to write on specific topics, but who likes to get paid, anyway?). So to log into WordPress one day and stumble upon the fact that my blog post, MINE, was chosen out of thousands of others to grace the front page of Freshly Pressed made me fall out of my chair. Literally.

But now, months after the excitement has settled down and me and my blog have disappeared back into oblivion, the build up and anticipation caused by three insanely responsive days in a row has led me to feel shell-shocked. Logging into my stats now gives me a lump in my throat and a heavy heart.

So, to ward off the despair, I’ve decided the only solution is to be Freshly Pressed from here forward. Because I’m becoming severely depressed by such mediocre blog stats. I mean really, how does one stand it?


Oo, I just got another view on my blog! ::dances::

Up to 20 views today, WHAT. How you like me now?!

Gotta go, I have better things to do than continue this blog post. Like go obsess over my stats. Why is the page taking so long to refresh?!



Filed under Entertainment, obsessions

RE: living vicariously through the A-listers of the world

A year ago, I wrote about the Oscars and how ridiculous it is that our society lives and breathes for such trivial and pretentious displays of vanity.

Sure, I’m sitting here watching it this year just like I did last year, but it doesn’t change the fact that it’s a complete waste of time and energy (not to mention how pissed I am that it’s broadcasting instead of this week’s episode of Once Upon A Time).

If only it was real gold, I could actually pay my rent!

Award shows only affect those immediately involved. Us ‘common-folk’, those who pay to go out and see the movies and financially support the careers of all these A-listers, we who camp out overnight to get a good spot behind the red carpet barricades, have no personal connection to these expensive displays of appreciation. The shows serve their immediate purpose, as another outlet of entertainment to be absorbed and obsessed over by anyone not actually involved, but especially in terms of shows such as the Oscars, in which winners are determined by the Academy and not the fans, there seems to be no practical reason for nationally broadcasting such an event. I’d rather be watching the movie you starred in then watching you flub up your acceptance speech.

Now don’t get me wrong. Most of these people are extremely talented people who have dedicated their lives to their careers. They deserve recognition and praise. But it’s hard to justify such outrageous shows of ostentation.

Billy Crystal put it perfectly when he introduced the show, reminding all of us viewers at home to, with the current economic state, and the fact that most of us are struggling to make ends meet, please sit back and enjoy watching a bunch of millionaires accept statues made out of gold. You could probably hawk an Oscar and feed a whole third-world country.

The best part? Tomorrow we will all go back to our normal lives like nothing happened. Because, in our own sad, sorry little mediocre lives (at least, sad, sorry and mediocre compared to the fabulous lives of the rich and famous), nothing did happen.


Filed under Cynicism, Entertainment, humanity, Humor, Movies, obsessions, Opinion, Oscars, Society

Why Valentine’s Day is a pointless holiday

Valentine’s Day is stupid.

Out of all the silly holidays and pointless days of celebration we have in our society, this is probably the worst.

If you’re currently single and reading this, you are probably nodding your head in agreement and thanking whatever god you believe in that this isn’t another sappy love post about how Valentine’s Day is so great and I am so lucky to be with the love of my life (which I am, but that’s besides the point).

If you’re a fellow lovebird, you’re probably wondering why someone so head-over-heels in love is being so cynical on such a lovey-dovey holiday.

I like holidays and I like having a reason to get dressed up and feel especially giddy, but I don’t feel the need to participate in such a joke. First of all:

No one needs a reminder that they’re alone. If you don’t have a significant other to celebrate this cheesy holiday with, you certainly shouldn’t have to be reminded of just how lonely you are. Google suicide rates on Valentine’s Day and get back to me.

If you love someone, you shouldn’t need a holiday to express it. Love is love no matter what day of the year it is. I’m crazy about my boyfriend every day, I have been since the beginning. And that’s not me being overdramatic and annoying, it’s just the facts. I love my boyfriend, and I tell him frequently. I don’t love him and remind him of my feelings just because it’s Valentine’s Day and society tells me I should. Sure, I’d like to go out to dinner and have a nice night together just like the next girl, but I don’t need chocolates and jewelry and flowers today any more than I do on any other random day of the week- unless he’s proposing. Then it’s a completely different story.

There are no clear origins. Where did this silly holiday even come from? Sure, there was a Saint Valentine, but he had nothing to do with the holiday. It’s just a stupid excuse of a holiday that Hallmark created to sell greeting cards and chocolate.

I’m mostly turned off by how crazy people get over this holiday, both for and against it. It hardly ranks among even the lowest of the low (like Memorial Day and Flag Day), so it hardly seems deserving of such attention.


In reality, though, I’m just bitter because Hallmark insists on relocating any prospective employee to the Midwest (namely, Kansas). There go my dreams of designing greeting cards. Unless I can get my boyfriend to move to Kansas.



Filed under community, Consumerism, Cynicism, Entertainment, Holidays, humanity, Humor, Lists, obsessions, Opinion, sex, shopping, Society, Valentine's Day

How diving failed me (and why I feel betrayed by the ocean)

I wouldn’t have thought Venice Beach was different from any other Florida beach just at first glance. It had the same white sand, the same clear, blue water, the same short, stubby palm trees, fronds swaying in the warm breeze blowing in off the sea. But I knew there was something I couldn’t see yet, something hidden below the surface waiting for my curious eyes and hands to uncover. Shark teeth. I could already imagine running my fingers over the smooth surface of one of my finds, the sharp edges worn soft and round from years spent buried below the sand and silt of the ocean floor.

Geared up and weighed down, I waddled my way across the sand to the water’s edge, my wetsuit hot and stuffy, my scuba tank heavy on my back. But once I got in the water, I bobbed around like a cork, weightless and at ease, ready for the descent. But the closer I got to the bottom, the faster the sunlight disappeared and the inky blackness descended upon me. I felt my fins brush the bottom and adjusted my weight, suspending myself inches above the ocean floor. I looked around annoyed; I couldn’t see anything. I stuck my hand out in front of my face and watched it disappear among the silt and debris floating in the water around me. This was going to be a challenge.

I crawled around on the bottom, dragging myself along by the rocks and coral scattered everywhere, my face inches from the sand. I moved aimlessly, not sure where I was or where I was going, the feeling of disorientation starting to take over. I spent almost an hour flopping around the bottom, all to no avail. I finally popped up near shore and called it quits- I hadn’t found a single tooth. I shuffled out of the water and removed my gear, setting everything down on the beach in defeat. My family lingered near the water’s edge, sifting through the sand as it rolled in with the waves, picking out tiny teeth left and right. I put my mask back on and stuck my face in the shallow water. They were tiny, and I had to fight the mini waves coming in and sweeping them back out to sea, but there they were; I had found them: shark teeth.



Filed under community, divers, Entertainment, family fun, Florida, Humor, obsessions, Society

2011 year in review may reveal why society will eventually self-destruct

I’m concerned for the fate of mankind. After reading over Yahoo’s 2011 Year in Review, it’s apparent our society cares more about gadgets and celebrities- with a little bit of awesomely tragic and tragically awesome news thrown in- than the more important happenings both nationally and internationally. In short, our society is doomed.

I realize it’s a strong statement to make- and also many might argue that it doesn’t matter, as the world is ending in a year- but it’s hard to ignore the idea when the facts all point in that direction.

Sure, the Japan earthquake and Osama bin Laden made the cut, but they were at the tail end of the list, almost like an afterthought. Casey Anthony probably only made the list because most people were hot on Google to see if one of her many threateners had successfully taken her out yet. I’d even be a little less harsh if Apple had made the number one spot- technology can be a very important aspect of our society, and Apple sure does seem to make the most significant contributions in the tech world- but it wasn’t Apple as a whole that wore the title of number one, it was the iPhone. Which only leads me to assume that our society’s obsession with the computer-esque phone has reached an all-time high- and will probably only continue to grow as Apple adds a slew of new features and releases the iPhone 5, 6, 7 and so on.

If these are the kind of headlines people care about, we're pretty much screwed. Honestly, why does it matter what celebrity is prettier? C'mon people.

But the most disturbing part of Yahoo’s Top 10 was the overbearing presence of celebrities (and female ones, at that). Not government or politics (and the scandalous politicians that go with it). Not international wars or protests (and the war heros and tragic casualties characteristic of both). Celebrities. Famous people. Ordinary people, no different from you and me, who’ve been thrust into the limelight and been declared better than the rest of us, by the rest of us. We put them there because they entertain us. Their sole purpose is to provide an escape, sure, but the talented half- the Jennifer Anistons and the Katy Perrys- possess no more capability of being talented than those who will remain undiscovered for the rest of their lives. And for the other half- the Kim Kardashians and the Lindsay Lohans- society will continually love to hate them and hate to love them, but we will keep them alive and relevant nonetheless. We become so obsessed with looking like them and dressing like them and acting like them that we forget who we are as individuals. Individuality seems a thing of the past with more and more Jersey Shore wannabes and Justin Bieber look-alikes turning up everywhere (although I must say I’m surprised- but relieved- Bieber didn’t make the list in any fashion). Instead of trying to be unique and one-of-a-kind, the next generation, the one who is going to someday take over ruling this nation that is already in such peril, focuses more everyday on replicating their favorite celebs. By imitating the appearances and actions of those in the spotlight, we assume it will make us  more popular and someday lead to our moment in the spotlight (even if it is only five minutes of fame).

The lack of interest, or even basic concern, for what is going on in the world around us makes me wonder if we as a society will ever mature, will ever be capable of positive progress. We have so much potential to be smarter, wittier, to care more about the world, yet we let it all go to waste by spending our time addicted to Angry Birds or watching Teen Mom on a loop. I fear we are on a cyclical path, and that we’ve already made it to the climactic point of progress, that it’s all downhill from here, that we will someday have lost all capacity for intelligent thought and behavior that we will be worse off than cavemen. Of course, we won’t be living in caves and cooking the meat we caught that day over an open flame, but the concept is the same. We will have gotten to the point where we no longer remember how to function on our own. It will be like the humans in Wall-E, who’ve become so addicted to technology and irrelevant matter that they must rely on computers to live for them.

I don’t want to end up in a world where material things and the state of being dumb and ignorant are the things to strive for. But I fear we’re already there.



Filed under community, Cynicism, destruction, humanity, obsessions, Society