The Problem with Humanity

In general I will always try to be upbeat here on Day in The Life, but I just have a few grievances I have to air with humanity and then move on, and hopefully it will be mostly upbeat. No promises though, but I don't think I can write anything slightly humorous until I get this all out...

"You Shouldn't _____ (Insert instruction here)":

Next time someone tells me what I should do I am going to freak out. And, I wish I was kidding but I am not. Just because I am only 20 doesn't automatically mean you can boss me around. Just because you are a mom/dad doesn't mean you can boss me around. The only person who should even try to tell me what to do is my mother!(and on occasion my father), and even then I still have the right to say no.  But you are not my mom, dad, or even my conscience, so let me choose for myself.  Don't tell me what to read, don't tell me what to eat, drink, wear, or watch on TV. I don't care if you think my TV shows are sleazy, or scummy, that is your opinion and I didn't ask for it. I had a guy at work tell me that as a good Latter-Day Saint I shouldn't be reading the book I was reading. And I honestly almost punched him in the face. I actually thought about it, and then instead told him how it was referred to me by another member, and that I read whatever I please. Seriously people? Half of the time its people I don't even know that well telling me what to do, and the other half it is people who know me well enought to know I march to my own drum, and no one can stop that. Unless I come to you with a question I need help with. LEAVE ME THE H! ALONE! You lead your life however you please, and I will lead mine how I please!

The Virgin Diaries- AKA What Happens to the Missionaries Nobody Wants to Marry:
So, I watched the Virgin Diaries for the first time this last week. If you have never heard of it, here is a clip from the Ellen DeGeneres  Show that nearly describes my feelings towards it:

I hope you laughed, because I did.  The concept of the show is my first worry. It is so common place now that, we actually have to have a show about the people who ARE virgins? I get it, if you want to be in relationships  where sex is involved, go for it, I really don't care how much sex everyone else is having, because your sex life is between you and your partner. Personally I have chosen to wait for marriage, and it is nice to know that I am not the only one out there, however, my problem with this show stems from the episode I watched. It had this guy in it:

See, as a single woman at BYU this is my single greatest fear in life. And, every ward has them. And, it leads me to wonder. What did his parents do to make him so messed up? How do you avoid this from happening? And why in heavens name would someone make-out with him for three minutes for a damn T-Shirt!?
I just don't get it.

And The Greatest Offender of All:

I hate Facebook, I really really hate Facebook. And I have 5 reasons why.
1. Sixth Grade Relationships

No one cares that you and your boyfriend are so in love, because you are 12. And by this time tomorrow, you won't even be together anymore. But, this has become even bigger then 12 year-olds. I am to the point that I actually delete people because of  how much of their relationship is played out via Status Updates, and Wall Posts. Your relationship should not be right there in my News Feed. Honestly I don't need to know that you just kissed your boyfriend, and you are now cuddling on the couch. Nor do I need to know that some times he is a big baby :/ (Oh, and yes I will be talking about smiley faces in a moment). If your boyfriend is treating you like crap, then you need to talk to him face to face. Don't put it on his wall. If you are to immature to do that, then maybe you shouldn't be in relationships in the first place.

2. :/

 I think I must just be getting old, because whenever I get online I am super confused about all the smileys people use. The only ones I have a handle on are:

:)

:(

:'(

:P

:O

;)

Anything outside of those six, and my mind gets confused. What the H does 

:/

^-^

;-;

:3

>:(

And the plethora of other ones mean!? I don't get it!!! And what does it mean when people post them? 

3. Passive Aggressive Posts

Facebook is a passive aggressive's playground. It is the only place that you can say things like:

"Ugh, you make me so angry!"- Shoot, sorry I hate when I make you angry... Only I haven't talked to you in years... So was it me who made you angry? Or someone else?

Song Lyrics that make no sense

"Somebody that I used to know"-- Do you still know them? Did they disappear!? Did you break-up, wait you where in a relationship? Whaaaa?

"I wish you would just accept the way I am! Ugh!"- ... I do? Wait.. are you a murderer? Am I supposed to accept you if you are a murderer, or does that depend on who you kill? 

4. Misspelling words/ Abbreviation

Am I the only one who doesn't understand half of the abbreviations used anymore? I actually have to Urban Dictionary them, because I have no clue what is going on? For example:

IKR! TOTS inapropor. that sh cra rt thr! U hv no ida hw md that mde m! -- What does that even mean? Honestly? Half of my time on Facebook is spent trying to understand what people are ACTUALLY saying! And then there are the misspelled words:

"Stopid peple make me cry. they allways say dum things, and alot of the time it makes no scents. Yu know?"

And then when you add the two together, you get half of my graduating classes statuses 

Y do yu allways say thos things to hrt me! U hve no ida how AWEFUL yu mke me fel abuot my 

lfe! 

And you wonder why every other country makes fun of us?

5. The Classic

The classic to me, is the fishing for the complement. 

 If you hate your picture so much. Don't put it up, but don't fish for compliments.  All of our pictures should look more like this:

Facebook is going to drive me to drinking, and I didn't even mention how much I hate political debates on Facebook, because that in and of itself will someday be its own post. Humanity is going to drive me to drinking!
Tea that is. That is all I have, I promise next time I will be more upbeat! I just had to get this all out ;)


What do you think? Am I being to melodramatic? Or do I have a point in my madness?

Taylor The Latte Boy

 There's a boy who works at Starbucks. He is VERY Inspirational...
No, seriously, I am not just quoting this song.
I may have found love. (Again, I will explain my other true love, known as Really Cute British Guy I Followed, at some point)
At Starbucks..
His name is Taylor* the Passion Iced Tea Boy , and I love him, I love him, I loove him..


Now, I realize that this is may sound a little extreme, but honestly. I have met the man once, and he holds the key to my heart. The key being a Venti Shaken Passion Iced Tea** with two splenda.
Seriously! Have you ever had one? I suggest you walk, no run, to the nearest Starbucks and get one. It will revolutionize your life.
Go, Get one. NOW!
....

Thank you.

Taylor works at a Starbucks in Joplin, Missouri, and while I have never actually spoken to him (except to order) I know that we are made for each other. Every week  I drive down to Joplin to get my fix of shopping and Starbucks. Generally this means I go to Target and look at the books, then I go to Romancing the Stone, to see if they have anymore wrap pants, or evil eye things. Then a quick jot into Icing to see if they have any new hats, and then on to Steak and Shake to get the best sandwich in the world. Somewhere in there I always go to Starbucks, because our town of 8,000 doesn't have one. And I can barely go a week without my  Venti Shaken Passion Iced Tea with two Splenda; I am a tea addict (a conversation for another day).
Normally I go through the drive through, because it is just easier, but one particular day, I decided to go in. As I stood in line, reviling in all things Starbucks (Starbucks always makes me feel like I am home in Washington), I spied Taylor, the Passion Iced Tea Boy. First off Taylor is beautiful, he has this beautiful brown hair, that is cut just right, blue eyes (can you say yummy?),  a Celtic knot tattoo,and beautiful physic. And, I smiled at him, and he looked at me and smiled... And then I ordered, barely getting the words out because, I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I handed him my twenty, and when he handed my change back, I didn't even look down at it, I just dropped whatever bills was on top into the tip jar (sadly it was a five... and three ones....). Then I stepped down the counter to wait, and inadvertently stare at him. Pretending to text I gazed at him, wondering what our children would look like,  if he would live in Seattle, and if just maybe he was fabulously wealthy (Don't ask.. I realize he was working at Starbucks).
He began shaking my tea, and then he did the most beautiful thing. He started doing TRICKS! he was swinging my tea all over the place, flipping it catching it behind his back, the whole shebang! It was one of the most amazing things I have ever seen! Then he poured it into my cup, and my heart sank a bit because I knew that I was going to have to leave him... But then he put the lid on, and flipped my cup out of his hands on to the counter without a drop spilled. Then he winked at me... SA-WOON! He had me hook, line, and sinker.
I love him... So I giggled (yes giggled, it was mortifying), thanked him for the show, winked, and walked out...
And, I haven't seen him since.

Ah, unrequited love.

I love him... It is unfortunate that I will most likely never see him again
Oh Taylor the Passion Iced Tea Boy.

I love you, I love you, I love you!

I have included the song Taylor the Latte Boy, by Kristin Chenoweth,  for your listening pleasure


*Names Changed to protect identity
** Go figure I love PASSION, Iced Tea