Fronter's Syndrome

Fronting occurs when one is appearing one way but acting in another. They are showing a misrepresentation of themselves. It's so rampid that I called it Fronter's Syndrome. I'm sure you know many who suffer from the disease. Here are five symptoms:

1. Loss of Memory
People who are fronters, seem to have loss of memory because they don't want to be reveal whatever it is that they're fronting about so they magically catch dementia to cover it up. Even when you give them instances that counteract their fronting, they'll have absolutely no recollection. Males, especially pretty boys or those who are overly confident, will meet a girl they're interested in for the first time, after weeks of checking her out and act as if they've never seen her.

2. Retaliation
I know you've witnessed it. The men or women who get rejected from the person they're crushing on and all of a sudden lash back at them, directly or indirectly. It stems from nothing but bitterness. Now they "never liked them anyway" or were only with them for a certain reason, blah blah, yadda yadda. We hear you talking boo, but we just don't believe you.

3. Heartburn
As a result of their fronting ways, they try to mask when someone makes them really happy to a particular audience. They can't stay true to their heart in the public and always make it seem as if that person or thing brings them such agony. Usually it's because they are afraid that it will portray them in a certain light. Either way, the jigs up. The only eyes you're pulling the wool over are your own.

4. Excessive Lying
Victims of Fronter's Syndrome don't only react in regards to relationships or interests, you can catch them fibbing about things they have such as material possessions, or stories about experiences that they have had.

5. Sedated
Jay-Z said it best, "Everytime ya name was brought up I would act all nonchalant in front of an au-di-ence. Like you was just another shorty I put the naughty on, but uh truth be told you threw me for a loop it's Hov." Fronters tend to act like they're under sedation when they hear your name and pretend to block it out. All of a sudden, they're extra relaxed about something or someone and make their value seem less.

The key factor that all Fronters share is denial. They're all denying something whether it be little or big. A lot of us are guilty of being a Fronter, but a cure has been identified. It's called the Truth and it will set you free. Tuning into how you really feel only helps shape your reality.

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Frat Juice

I had some frat juice over the weekend that inspired several thoughts. At first I stared down into the purple concoction that was given to me in a yellow cup. All I could really tell about it was what was I could see at face value. Eh, wasn't too sure I was gonna like it. After all, I hate grape flavored things. Once I tasted it though, it was great. Three cups great. I demanded to know what was in it but it was a secret. Something like Krabby Patty ingredients, and that only made me like it more. It's funny how the mystery of things lead us to appreciate them. If I found out exactly what was in it, I would feel empowered but would I like it as much?

My friend has a new guy who's interested in her but he constantly texts her every second. He leaves no mystery and therefore she has him all figured out at such an early stage. He's basically set himself up for failure. Leaving people wanting more is always a good quality to have. That's how the media grabs consumer attention and how we can grab the attention of others. Even in relationships, it's not good to spill every single thing that you share as a couple with other people. Having something to share with one another that no one else knows about, always puts that extra spice in your connection.

With life, we never know the full layout. Some people are so willing to throw themselves into opportunities that they aren't sure the outcome of, because they're so filled with mystery. Those people are called Risk-takers and they are often the ones getting the most out of life. Embracing the unknown instead of questioning it.

The purple stuff made me examine my relationships, how I affect people and how I embrace life. Frat Juice...It's like the It Girl or Boy, but no one knows exactly what "it" is. It's your personal characteristics that make you, you. It's what makes you interesting. It's the secrets that hold a friendship together. It's what separates friends from associates. It's what makes your life interesting and others so/so. Frat Juice.

FOTO OP: Just Art Exhibition

An invitation I created for an event.

Forever Gay or Freshly Gay?

It seems like being gay is the latest trend. It's like the new black. And this is in no way meant to be a gay bashing post. It's simply a reflection of thought. Girls are holding other girls' hands and men are eyeing other males more often than usual. Everywhere I turn this person or that person is revealing that they're gay. And if they're not gay, someone else is spilling the beans that they're dipping in the same gender pool. The question is... forever gay or freshly gay?

I used to think and still believe that if you were gay, it was something that was just in you from birth but recently I've begun to wonder if this is just the Age of Curiosity for some. Mostly girls. For guys, I just feel like there's no turning back. If they liked boys, then they always did (though that may not be true). Girls tend to have that flicker of wildness within them though. I question if for some girls it's all pyschological and because of their bad experiences with males that they decide to become gay, try it and end up just sticking with it.

People even become skeptical more easily, nowadays. I've had instances where I'm with a friend who is gay, and just because we hang out others have wondered about me. Gay people can have straight friends. Yes, that's allowed. Or I've had friends tell me that others have randomly thought they were gay and they weren't.

Times are changing though. It's become easier to be expressive about your sexuality. Is it that people were suppressing their homosexuality before and now feel more comfortable expressing themselves? What about those still in hiding? Just something that rattled the brain.

Fone Diaries

Men Lie. Women Lie. Phones don't.

It might be one of the most disputed arguments between couples but the fact remains: A person's phone is like their diary. It's where you hold some of your most intimate, private, and personal conversations. That's why people have passwords for their phones. Hmm... so is delving into someone's phone, cracking their password an invasion of privacy? What if you get permission? Are you now allowed to get mad if you see something you don't like? All questions that surface as a result of phone arguments.

Privacy Shmivacy. I think a female needs to check her boyfriend's phone every now and then. I see too many girls out there that have no clue what there significant others are doing because they have never seen their phone and it goes both ways, male or female. I'm not promoting going behind someone's back, because that definitely can hurt your relationship. The phone issue in itself can cause disruption because it brings up the issue of trust. The more you desire to check your partner's phone is truly a sign of trust issues. It's better to build trust and honesty, rather than lose a relationship over it. Hate it or love it, phones have the ability to reveal what people are afraid to say or show actions that people are people are afraid to fess up to. To cross the border into the unknown or not to?... that is the question.

Familiar with Jack Shit?

I got this funny BBM and I decided to share it.

For some time many of us have wondered who is Jack Shit? We find ourselves at a loss when someone says, "You don't know Jack Shit?" Well, thanks to my efforts you can now respond in an intellectual way. Jack Shit is the only son of Awe Shit who married O Shit. In turn Jack Shit married Noe Shit. The couple had six children: Holie Shit, Giva Shit, Fulla Shit, Bull Shit, and the twins Deep Shit and Dip Shit. Deep Shit married Dumb Shit, a high school dropout. After 15 years, Jack and Noe Shit got divorced and she married Ted Sherlock and became Noe Shit Sherlock. Meanwhile, Dip Shit married Lota Shit and had a rather nervous disposition named Chicken Shit. Fulla Shit and Giva Shit married the Happens brothers in a double wedding. The newspaper invited everyone to the Shit-Happens wedding. Bull Shit traveled the world and returned home with an Italian bride, Pisa Shit. So from now on, no one can tell you that you don't know Jack Shit.

Falalalala...

Falalalala...
Heard it in a song, growing up.
"Falalalalalalalala means I love you..."
Yeah 'cause it's so hard to explain why I'm still attached,
Yet it's so easy to list the reasons why I wish I could forget you.
Falalalala...
I think they say that in daydreams or something.
You know, the ones where you skip and stuff.
I checked out on daydreams a long time ago.
Life is a 24/7 reality check.
Plus I'm not much of a skipper,
Fell too much as a child.
Falalalala...
It's what you say when you clog your ears and try to block outside noise.
You close your eyes and for a sec...
For a sec, you're in control.
You're halting the chaos,
You're filtering out the foolishness.
You can't hear the "I love you"'s,
The memories are replaced with blackness.
And then you're back to where you were
Wishing life was just a song.
"Falalalalalalalala means I love you."
At least with songs, you know exactly how they end.
Instead, it's all a big mystery.
A bunch of jumbled letters, left for you to draw your own meaning out of them.
Falalalala...

FOTO OP: Hope Of The Martyrs

An ad I created for an event that's being hosted at my school.

For The Love Of... Sleeves!

The best part of a shirt to me has got to be the sleeves. Weird, I know, but they send my fashion-loving heart into a frenzy. Puffy sleeves, tight sleeves, ruffled sleeves, see-through sleeves, embroidered sleeves, sleeves with dangly things hanging from them, off the shoulder sleeves, military straps on sleeves, sleeve mania.

When you rush into a store, there's already so many clothing choices to choose from. Women are willing to spend more time than men to look through scattered clothing. The moshpit is really a tactic that stores create to capture women, because by sifting through the clothes, we're likely to find and purchase other items we didn't intend to buy. I've never been a fan of the moshpit, so my eyes just dart across the bundles, looking for a sleeve that catches my eye.

To me, shirts, dresses, or sweaters are distinguished by their sleeves. Striped sleeves on a plain cardigan, Rihanna spiked sleeves in the "So Hard" video, Gaga sleeves...which one? It doesn't matter. She either has no sleeves or statement-making ones. Yeah, this could be another one of my crazy obsessions but no matter the season, sleeves are sure to take your outfit to the next level.

Filth Exposed

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Famous Professions

Life events are always good for inspiring blog entries. Sparked from my own search for an internship as well as social interactions, I'm giving you five professions that come natural for people worldwide.

Optometrists: This world is full of eye doctors. Everyday, someone shows you a little piece of them that helps you see clearer.

Authors: Everyone has a story to tell. I remember reading a quote that describes us all being the authors of own dictionaries. No one can define you better than you.

Teachers: Each person you encounter teaches you a different lesson, whether it be about yourself or life in general.

Shipwrights: We build relationships with every individual we meet. It's our responsibility whether they stay afloat or sink.

Sanitary Workers: In life, you run into a lot of sanitation workers. These are the people responsible for either treating you like trash or clearing your life of any garbage that other people left behind.

Free Us From the Wrath of Your Mouth!

These ten victims are subjected to mouths that do plenty of damage.

Offenders: Thirstbuckets
Victim#1: Straw
Have you ever asked somebody for some of their drink? No? Don't like to drink behind others? Cool. But in the case that you have and there's been a straw in their beverage, dont you just hate when it's all chewed up?! Should've just gotten something to eat. Poor straw, it didn't ask for any of that.

Offenders: Jabber Jaws
Victim#2: Nails
Nail-biters become obsessive with this habit. Bet ya didn't know it was called Onychophagia. It can actually transfer a lot of bacteria. People with this habit have nails that are like midgets, they just don't get the chance to grow. One day they're going to come out with nail-flavored things. Yum?

Offenders: Hi-Schoolers
Victim#3: Old People
You've seen them...the kids coming out of high school greeting each other loudly on the train, telling everyone's business, and cursing up a storm. Annoying! And I'm sure at one point someone must've thought the same about me and my friends but the kids today seem sooo much worse. Although it irritates me highly, I feel even worse when old people are subjected to it. I know they're so much more conservative and it just gives them a worse impression of our generation.

Offenders: Religious Train-ers
Victim#4: Everyone they come in contact with
You know they're spreading the good word but you can't help but think, "Will...you...shut...up?!" They preach from train cart to train cart and break the silence with boisterous voices. I must admit, I'll always remember a religious train-er saying "B.I.B.L.E.- Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth" and its always stuck with me. Quite clever, I think. However the majority of the time, I enjoy watching the immediate response of the rest of the passengers. Earphones being plugged in, newspapers opening, eyes rolling.


Offenders: Professor Monotone
Victim#5: Students
These teachers remind me of the Charlie Brown teacher. Wahhh wah wahh wah wahhh. You can't really remember the last thing they said, you know it's important, it'll probably be on the test, your eyes are shutting, your head is dropping and your notes are becoming scribble scrabble. The sweetest victory is when class ends and you're finally free. Too bad you have to go through it again tomorrow.

Offenders: Angry Beavers
Victim#6: Their Children
Parents love to talk you to your ultimate death. You did something wrong and they just won't let it go. They don't feel good if they don't bash it into your brain about how foolish you are and how much better off you would have been if you just listened. You really wanna scream "Shut upppp!!!!" but instead you're a mute, thinking about other things until they're ready to stop. I call these parents angry beavers because they're obviously upset and all they do is damn (dam) you.

Offenders: Parental Advisors
Victim#7: The Friend with a Secret
These are the people who tell their parents everything under the sun. If something happens to them, they're dishing. If something happens to you, they're dishing. Wondering why their parents are looking at you sideways? 'Cause they know all your business! Sure they didn't tell anyone the secret you told them...they just told their mom or dad. That makes it okay... SIKE!

Offenders: Suckers
Victim#8: Thumb
My grandma went to great heights to get me to stop sucking my thumb when I was little. A sock taped around my thumb, salt and pepper, you name it. I went to bed so upset every night because once you start it's a hard habit to kick. But I'm thankful she did it because I hate seeing grown people sucking their thumb 'til its all gray and wrinkly. Eww. Have some pride.

Offenders: Teething Babies
Victim#9: Anything Within Reach
If you've never been by a teething baby, brace yourself if you're ever faced with the circumstance. Hair, clothes, whatever's laying nearby... even your face! They take no prisoners.

Offenders: Breath-Ah-Lie-zers
Victim#10: Innocent Bystander
Their breath was clearly lying to them but it's telling the truth to you... and boy, does the truth hurt! People should get in the habit of carrying gum or mints. Even if you don't suffer from bad breath, fresh breath is the best breath to have.

Feel Like Doing...Nothing?

I believe a good quality to look for in a potential mate is someone who is content with doing absolutely nothing with you. In my eyes, you can do everything with just about anybody but you can't do nothing with everybody. You can be intimate with anyone you're attracted to, you can go to the movies, out to eat, party, whatever your heart desires with this person or that person. It takes a special individual and a genuine connection to just be able to chill with someone without expecting intimacy from them.

Why do you think males/females tend to get jealous when their significant other is hanging out with close friends of the opposite sex? A lot of relationships are missing the friend component. Sometimes people who are talking to each other or dating get so caught up in the intimacy, that they forget to just bond. And it's cool to make someone feel wanted, but I think men should take into consideration that sometimes it's better to chill out. It can actually increase a woman's desire for you.

And by doing nothing, I don't mean staring into each other's eyes and twiddling your fingers for hours. Nothing is more representative of the lack of the need for mauling each other or jumping into one another's pants. It includes spontaneity, creativity and connecting. Being content with just the mere presence of someone? Now that's attractive.

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