Beef

I've renamed this essay several times, and it is rather ranty, oh dear i've broken the first rule of blogging "always stay on topic". Why do people say that anyways, the "first rule" of something, the amount of "first rules" there are for dating, surely there must be a second?

Saying that, there is.

Always carry protection.

Rather safe than sorry.

I re-edited this to put a joke in there, yes i purposely went for a joke, because as i said this does get rather ranty. All three of you readers can enjoy what follows.

Not going to lie, shit happens, frequently. However as with all things it's how you react to it, for example if someone is hitting you on the head with a plastic bottle repeatedly you could chose to ignore them, or let your id, in freudian terms (not going to lie learnt it yesterday so thought i'd use my new knowledge for something), loose and turn around and headbutt the guy in the face.

One will grant you respect from your peers, or alas your own conscience, for putting up with an immature boy. The other a detention.

No matter who you are there are going to be situations that you can't avoid, however the way that we react to them defines us, our reactions are somewhat based on our personal traits, but I personally feel are built up on prior circumstances. It's basic evolution if i'm honest, those berries are good, we can eat those berries, those berries are bad, never eat those berries.

However applying it to modern day, these "situations" can quite often lead to drama, especcially at the time of my life in which i am writing this, the teenage years. We are pretty much the Facebook generation and i'm pretty sure 99% of my year at school have it, as well as 99% of most other schools in the county. Also 54% of percentages are made up on the spot. I know cheap laugh there. Facebook is pretty much where most socializing and arranging events happen, for example i'm meeting with some friends tomorrow, we organised this via Facebook. In that sense it is extremely beneficial.

However there is a darker side, as often portrayed by the media, i'm not quite talking about more talking to people on facebook than real life, because that is somewhat of an inevitibilty, i'm more talking about the genuine bitchiness on there, if people are "going out" persé they often put it on Facebook, for the whole world to see, that's how people tend to find out nowadays if i'm honest.

Although it's easy to react to things very quickly and then outlet them, for example see something you don't like, you can tell most of your friends in seconds. And usually when seeing something you don't like and being angry you tell a couple of the nearest people you vaguely know as well. Just for good measure. And then in turn this goes on and thus "beef" emerges.

For those unfamiliar with the term "beef" it's basically when you're angry at someone and thus have beef with them. However with Facebook and the rapidness of it, it ends up with more beef than a Toby Carvery. And that is rather unpleasant, it's been said again and again people do nasty things over the internet because that can't see the person on the other side. And that is pretty much true. Beef sometimes leads into splits within groups, for the taking of sides, and that in turn makes more beef etc. etc.

I've realised that this blog has turned into a bit of a rant about beef in general, and thus I will try and get to my train of thought regarding such matters.

I think people nowadays jump to situations too easily, use their id too often and don't think before they do things, it is purely natural as we are only human, but surely as we are human, and so's the guy next to us we should treat him/her the same. I'm pretty sure their will be people who don't actually follow through with this, but nonetheless don't we have a moral obligation as people to not to are utmost to make the other guy, who may have "beef" with us, feel like total crap. Isn't it just simpler to let things lie and realise that's the things are, and nothing will be better if you smite the over person (a thought very much realised at the end of the film Mean Girls).

I guess i just can't understand people's reactions, I can understand most actions by people, however some people's reactions, whilst not unexpected, are a tad out of proportion. By showing your dominance over someone else is really only a way one street of boosting your own ego.

Beef isn't totally bad, it is purely natural to have someone you dislike. However the way you deal with them can be quite bad, don't nut them in the face so to speak. Because then you end up in deeper shit.

Honesty

My family usually goes on holidays to Jersey, it's a channel island off the coast of france. When I was 7 and my brother was 4 we went to this indoor play centre, not going to lie. I loved them, just running around diving in the ball pit, pushing my brother over/down slides whilst he cried. Absolute great times.

My brother wasn't the greatest toilet trained 4 year old in the world, i distinctly remember one time when we were round a friends house and Daniel urinated on my neighbours potted plant, my mother was furious, his explanation "Daddy said when you didn't know where the toilet was you should wee behind a bush." This was in reference to the time he urinated himself whilst camping. Yes readers this is a extremely sophisticated blog.

Anyway, in this indoor play centre 4 year old Daniel was having a ball of a time... especcially over the netted runway on the higher level. Unfortunately the people bellow didn't have a great time as they thought it was raining inside. Oh dear Daniel.

The point i'm getting too was later on i was with another 8 year old who was said, and i remember it rather distinctly "Do you know there was a weird kid who wee'd himself in the play centre and was taken out," i sighed and thought i could always deny this and the other 8 year old who by being 1 and a half years older than me (younger children tend to be beasts with fractions with ages) made him supremely cooler in my eyes, jesus i was playing with an 8 and three quarter year old boy, i thought i was a pimp, i thought i was the godfather of the indoor play centre cos i knew an 8 and three quarter year old. My reply?

"Yeah that was my brother..."

Much "oh my god he's so weird "etc etc "oh my god your his brother" etc etc, i laughed it off cos i remembered i was still the pimp of the indoor play centre and the 8 and three quarter year old would wake up with a horses head in his bed. And then be in hell (smiley face here).

And the reason i bring this up, despite it being an odd story is i think i would've been more embarassed if i renounced my brother, just like you can't renounce who you are or where you come from.

On the same token you can't attribute what you do to being the fault of such heritage, it may explain what situations you get into, but not how you deal with those situations.

I dislike myself for saying things and mucking up sometimes, but i know that i feel a million times worse if i'm holding something back for some obscure reason that makes perfect sense at the time. By being your complete self all the time only then you can be fully happy, i'm not attesting that i can do so. Self-respect is the single most important lesson in life. And one i'm still learning.

Stay Golden