TV vs. Reality

Why is it that all television is used for is to make people think that they're not good enough unless they look exactly as people on shows do. That meaning that you think you have to be a size 00, blonde hair, big boobs, tan and own a tiny dog. Who honestly looks like that? The answer: nobody. Nobody does and nobody should feel like they have to either. The only thing that is partially real on TV is the news and that's not even 100% truth anymore. When I see people on TV talking about losing weight when they are already too thin it makes me think I have to be like that too even though I know I don't. What idea does this put into the minds of little kids? That's where the insecurities start. Little girls see this stuff and think they're ugly because they don't look like that at all. Aside from weight/look issues, TV makes it seem like having sex and getting pregnant at an early age is no big deal. No, actually they make it seem fun. My sister had a baby at 15 so she has realised that the truth is that being a young mother before you finish high school is harder than it looks. Girls, you don't have to have sex to be in a relationship. Whatever happened to a little thing called old-fashioned? Old in the name doesn't make it anything less than better than modern ways. Waiting until marriage to have sex is still very worth the wait. On the other hand, I've never had a boyfriend or my first kiss. What does that make me in Todays society? A freak. Its not as acceptable to most people anymore to be 18 years old and never been in a relationship. I don't know why TV influences the idea of having to go so far before even the age of 13 but that's what they do. Is it THAT weird to want to wait for the right guy to date instead of dating any guy that asks? And is it crazy to want to wait until marriage to have sex? I think not. Maybe I'm the only girl in this planet who doesn't believe in sex-at-first-sight instead of love-at-first-sight but if I am, so be it. I don't think just because its on TV that it has to be the way I think, look and live. I'm my own person who has more commonsense than the average slut. Girls, be your own person! And guys, don't think girls are all suppose to be disgustingly skinny, blonde and big boobed. Love who you are and embrace it.

Three months to live.

When is the last time you took a minute to really sit back and appreciate everything you have in your life? You might want to do that before its too late. As people we go through life thinking "it can't happen to me" when it actually can. The "it" I'm referring to is a disease we all know. A disease that kills more people in one day than any other way of death. The disease we all know as cancer. My uncle was diagnosed with it in spring 2009. I'll never forget the day he found out. He had been having problems going to the bathroom and when he went to the doctor he was told he had cancer of the liver, lymph nodes, lungs, and kidneys. Needless to say, he had 3 months to live. He said that he had accepted it but the rest of the family couldn't yet comprehend this shock. He soon transferred from the local hospital the the Cancer Center in Philadelphia Pennsylvania. After that transfer he ended up living past those 3 months. He went back & forth between home & philadelphia getting chemotherapy. During that entire process he lost around 80 or 90 pounds which made him go from overweight to looking frail, skinny and boney. The week of Christmas was the last time I saw him. I'll never forget the last thing he said. He was bed-ridden at this point and could barely talk while going in and out of sleep. He had been asleep while my family was crammed into his medium-sized bedroom crying just at the sight of his pain. He awoke, noticing this and simply/calmly said, "why is everyone crying?" He didn't want people to cry or feel sorry for him. He had accepted both his death & Jesus Christ a long time before it came to this point. He was the type of person who would blast rock music so loud that he had to go outside but would not go back in until Mr Hanky the Christmas poo was shaken off the wall. He would lay on his porch with his best friend shining laser lights on cars passing by the make then either speed up or slam on the brakes because they thought they were being shot at. He loved spongebob squarepants, south park & even beavis and butthead. Nothing was ever too difficult for him to handle in a calm manner. He died on December 26, 2009.