-“Leave Me Alone” by Michael Jackson.
Listen to the song here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CbH04pY7alA
Before this begins I have to warn you, part of it was written in a notebook before it got typed up here.
Hello there ever faithful blog goers. This entry is coming to you from my grandmother’s living room by way of a purple notebook. I might have written an entry lastnight but by the time I thought of it, it was late, and I had another matter on my mind.
You may know this already, but I am a member of an online art community called Deviant Art. Recently, I made a comment on a ‘deviation’, as the site calls them. The comment in question was on a picture titled “Undisturbed” posted by a user named ulorinvex. She was also the one in the picture. In this picture, her ribs are very visible and prominent.
Now, I know that angles and lighting can make things look worse than they are, but the picture disturbed me nonetheless (much like the ignorance thrown at almost anyone who made a comment of that nature).
With that being said, I don’t give a damn how someone contorts their body, or the lighting at said photo shoot, in my opinion, ribs shouldn’t be that easily visible. You can try to justify it to yourself by saying it’s the body angle, oh, the lighting makes it worse, but should that be the case, you could have said something in your artists’ description, rather than let us believe that that is normal.
And at all that, it wasn’t even ulorinvex that started this episode. One of her stupid friends said, and I quote: “dont you have anything better to direct your physical fristrations towards other than people who are more physically fit than you?”. What’s better is, the rude commenter was “policing” the comments, as she put it, for ‘dumbasses’ or what have you.
I later noticed she made a comment to ulorinvex saying ”
lol have you looked at this chicks profile?shes jealous since youre a few hundred pounds ligter than her.
i think youre beautful.i have the same body as you and i dont starve myself,its the way were built”
There are several reasons why this pisses me off. Firstly, I made the first comment on this deviation because I was concerned about ulorinvex’s health, as I am with anyone who I see that [to me] looks unnaturally skinny.
My reply to the first comment had to do with it being vain to assume that I made those comments because I was frustrated about my own fitness. Let’s look at it from a logical standpoint:
What bloody good would that fucking do?
What fucking good would it be to make comments to someone else because I was frustrated with my own fitness level? Complaining at the skinny folk will not make my waist shrink. And even then, who’s to say I wouldn’t have the same problem with this even if I was a healthy weight?
It makes no sense whatsoever.
Now granted, in my response to the “few 100 lbs” comment, I told the meanie to drop dead, and that I wouldn’t want to look like I couldn’t afford to eat (to which she replied “You must be worth millions!”), and I shouldn’t have said those things. Anyway. I also told her off for putting so much importance on someone’s appearance (In her reply, she dazzled me with her rapier wit once again by saying “blah blah blah go eat ice cream and watch chick flicks”.
How can I be bothered by comments where the author can’t even use simple punctuation or bother to consider grammar?
Wary of sounding like a bad motivational poster, it really is what is inside someone that is more important, and I suppose I could thank the meanie for making me stop and think about that.
It was around this time that I posted a journal on DeviantArt about it, in which I posted a link to the deviation in question.
My best friend who uses this site is also on that one, and she made some comments. The same user being mean to me was also being a git towards my friend, and I could continue to tolerance the meanie’s ignorance until she made a comment directed towards my friend that said, and I quote ”
youre dumb as hell im defending someone who i share a similarity with you fat hog now fuck off and die
look in the ignorant bitch”.
That was where the line was crossed, and that was when I reported her.
Granted, I said some things I probably shouldn’t have, and I apologized, but getting so downright nasty? That hadn’t needed to happen. And I’m hoping the deviant art mods see it the same way. I even said I was backing down and giving up trying to have a real discussion with the meanie, and yet she continued to draw things out, further drawing them out talking to my friend.
The funny thing is, my initial comment was not the nicest thing in the world, granted, but it was nowhere near as awful as what the meanie started saying.
Besides. It was not her goddam battle to fight. It was between myself and ulorinvex. I don’t give a shit if the comments were public. It was not her place to butt in and decide she needed to police the comments for so called ‘ignorance’ or dumb shits or whatever the fuck she called it. I don’t care.
I tried to walk away from this and say I wasn’t going to acknowledge any more comments but once you’re making unfounded comments about my slender friend like ‘you fat hog, fuck off and die, ignorant bitch’, I’m going to get involved.
I feel it’s partly my responsibility to stand up for my friend because if it hadn’t been for me, my friend would probably have never found this ‘Undisturbed’ deviation in the first place.
What’s ironic is, I wasn’t the only one who was getting shit for a differing opinion, I was just one of the few that didn’t let it fall to anonymity. I stood my goddam ground.
But enough about that. I don’t want this just to be a rant.
After I wrote part of what you see above, we (myself, my brother, mother, and my grandparents) ate lunch, and then my bro and I walked downtown to browse a giant three floor antique mall, which had a bunch of amazing things, including some sweet stemware glasses that made me seriously consider borrowing money from my brother.
You know, I didn’t mention this before, but I used to live about an hour and a half from the town my grandparents live in.
One reason I love that area is because I get a relaxing, laid back sort of feeling. But the coin has another side. It can also feel very cut off and isolated from the rest of humanity, and I think the whole five years I lived around there, I felt that as well.
My attitude was, to put it lightly, absolutely horrible when I lived there. I guess I didn’t notice that cut off, detatched feeling waning and eventually all but disappearing until I go back to places like that. I get the same sort of feeling, only I know I will be able to leave in a few hours, or whatever.
Okay. Change of subject.
A while back, online, I entered for a chance to win a trip to Rock & Roll Fantasy Camp. In the email today, I got a thing saying I was the runner up which would get a $300 discount when I signed up for one of the camps.
Here’s the thing though.
The minimum cost for that shit is almost $2000. The VIP pack costs $2,500. The Platinum rock star five day camp cost–get this— ten thousand big ones. $10k.
That’s ten thousand goddam dollars. Even for the minimum one that costs two thousand bucks.. Even with my goddam coupon, and the 320 bucks I have in the bank, I’d have to pull $1,380 out of thin air.
Now, I might have actually considered registering for one of the stupid one day things if Roger Daltrey was still involved, but this year’s involvement, while it is somewhat impressive, is nothing I’d write home about.
I was still pissed because for a split second when I saw the email’s headline I went, “OMG, did I actually win a sweepstakes” but, it wasn’t to be. Whatever.
In other news. I am still stoked about seeing Styx at the Surf Ballroom on August 29th.
My dad works Saturdays at a local radio station like I mentioned before, and he said he’d talk to one of the guys (Mark Skaar), to see if he could get me backstage real quick to meet Tommy Shaw.
I’m torn on the subject. I’m not holding out all my hope on the sliver of a chance that it’ll happen, but I’ve got a little bit of hope. Because that would just kick ass. But like I said, I am not going to die if it doesn’t happen. I’ll be a little disappointed, sure, but I won’t be crestfallen over it or anything.
Anyway. The family’s trip to the Minnesota Zoo was a blast, I took a bunch of great pictures that I may post in an upcoming entry but I’m too tired to want to bother with that all right now. Considering I have pictures from the zoo to go through, plus I’ve got roughly 60 pictures I took today to sort through and considering I have to work tomorrow morning I really don’t want to mess with it right now.
Speaking of work.
I work tomorrow during the day, and Saturday during the day, but this Sunday is the Pope Family Reunion, and it will be my first Sunday off since I started working at PM Park.
As I’ve mentioned before, I will soon start looking for another job. The boss lady at PM Park owns another place, The Colony Inn, and I’m going to ask if I could stay on as a dishwasher there once the season at PM Park ended. It might be a bit of a long shot, who knows, but it’s worth a try.
Even if I did get guaranteed that, I would still want to look for a bit of extra work, a search that I will start with Hanford Inn, a hotel that called me back shortly after I got hired at PM Park, but you’ve heard that one before so I will stop myself.
Besides. This entry is plenty long.
I will probably grace you with an entry after the family reunion. ;D