A Day In The Life.

Hospitality; the friendly reception and treatment of guests or strangers. Hospitality may also be what you can consider, an important part of a friendship or relationship. Although, sometimes, no matter how much hospitality you can offer a person, some just don't return the favor.

Generosity can be of importance in friendships. When you provide hospitality, it shows that you care about how that person is generally treated. You invite a friend over to your home, as an act of kindness and usually, gratification. But, sometimes this person can impose; take advantage of their visit. They could eat all of your food, overstay their welcome, make a mess of your house, etc.

Typically, to be thanked for providing hospitality, most can expect to visit that person's house in favor of being invited, but sometimes, that invitation never comes.

Of course, there could be many reasons why that invitation never comes, don't get me wrong. But, when those chances come for that person to invite you over, they instead invite over someone else, repetitively. This could be irritating to most people, it certainly is to me.

How else would you or anyone else feel if they've provided hospitality multiple times for someone else, but nothing is ever done in return? It makes that person seem ungrateful, and it makes you seem unrespected.

This honestly makes you think about how often generosity is taken for granted nowadays.

The dreaded 5:30 AM alarm rings, time to get up. I usually stumble out of bed at around 6:15 though, wake up to a screaming mother to "get the hell ready for school", throw on a band tee and hoodie, and leave at around 6:45 with no breakfast unless I grab a Hot Pocket to-go, preferrably a Queso Chicken one. I never miss school, even if I'm sick. I'm "not allowed" unless I'm literally puking up my life.

I always get pissed off when people get to miss school because they have a little cough or their throat is a little sore. It isn't fair.

I get to school, meet up with my friends. Typically, they all complain to me about their relationship drama. I act like I'm concerned and want to help, but I don't care. Why? Because even if I do try to help, they won't take my advice, but tell me they did anyway and say it never worked.
Girls are bitches.

First period, American History/Wars. Worst subject, best teacher. Current percentile: 84. Not an A, but I'm satisfied. Of course, I do have to get straight A's if I want to replace my crappy pink "Barbie" phone I'm forced to use with a newer, more expensive one.

I want Verison Wireless. Nikki drops her EnV in a fishtank, she gets a brand new one free. Alix drops her EnV2 in her pool, she gets a new one free. I accidentally knock my LG Rumor off the counter into the toilet, and I'm forced to buy a brand new phone with my own money, even though I had insurance on the Rumor. The only damn thing I could afford was the cheapest flip-phone the Sprint Store had in the only color available, an orchid pink. And it still cost around $220.

Second period, Biology. I'm among the youngest in my class. There's about only four other freshmen, all of which I'm not really associated with. Everyone else is either a sophomore, junior and even a few seniors. And I never really understood why there were any seniors in the class, Biology is easier than General Science, which is what most freshmen are taking. Current percentile: 96.

Third/Fourth period, Art. Call me a nerd, but I love it. No grades, just a pass/fail. And I'm for sure passing, I put a lot of heart into all of my projects. Best of all, one of my best friends Niccii is in it with me, and sits next to me. I look forward to Art every day.

Fifth period, Lunch. Self explanitory. Food is good. I love eating outside in the courtyard. Chris is our free stand-up comedian, we have to avoid choking on our food from the laughter.

Sixth/Seventh period, Geometry. Me and Abbey, the only freshmen in the class. Current percentile: 89. I don't like my teacher. Pez-dispenser collector. Computer-obsessed. Often stares out into nowhere. Wtf.

Eighth/Ninth period, Choir. I honestly don't know why I took this class. I can't sing worth shit and I get in trouble for no reason. Teacher constantly makes participation speeches directed towards me. Obviously not passing.

Tenth period, Nutrition & Wellness. Only taking this class for one semester. One senior friend in the class, no one else really interests me enough to start talking to them, nor am I probably interesting enough for them to talk to me. Eh, oh well. The main reason I took this class is to learn to cook, because I can't. Basically, it's Home Ec. and working out put together.

Next semester, tenth period, I have Gym. I won't run and no one can make me. I won't participate in sports, I'll only embarrass myself. My hair will get all frizzy from sweat. I know I won't pass this class, and it's just going to screw up my GPA. Fucking great.

Eleventh period, Language Arts. Final period. Okay teacher. I like to make my class laugh, I actually am quite good at it. Current percentile: somewhere between 82-86. Reading Lord of the Flies. Stupidest book ever, I hate it. Well... actually, I haven't read it. Whatever. Reading isn't my thing.

Then I go eat more food. And exercise for about an hour. And then go on the computer and check my MySpace.
Typically, I'll sign onto AIM and talk to whoever IM's me first. I hate talking to more than one person at the same time.

At around 11:30 or midnight, I go to bed.

It seems that more and more people nowadays are becoming Athiest only because they think that "God hasn't given them everything they wanted in life".

For example, let's say a girl isn't pretty, therefore she eats a lot to comfort herself, gains weight, and that gives her the idea that she's ugly and fat. No one wants to date her, she has little friends because she's anti-social, and she has constant depression because of the way she looks and the lack of a social life.

This girl thinks that God has screwed her over because she isn't skinny, gorgeous or popular like other people she knows. This leads her to believe that, if there really is an ultimate being such as God, then she should have a perfect life. So, she begins to start disbelieving more and more in God every day, until the point in which she claims that she is finally an Athiest, despite the fact that she was raised Christian or Catholic.

I'm fine with anyone being Athiest, until they come to the point where they mock me for what I believe. I was raised Christian/Catholic, I'm proud to admit. But, if I hear from an Athiest, "God isn't real, you'll come to your senses and realize that one day", I tell them that I don't have a reason not to believe in God. What does it hurt? Honestly, I do have a pretty good life and no reason to be Athiest.

But then, there are people who may have pretty sucky lives, such as a terrible self-image, death of a parent, relative or friend, or lives in prison because of bad choices they have made.

I can understand why someone would be upset because of the death of a relative, parent or friend, but it does not mean that you should disbelieve in God. If you believe in God, chances are that you know that God has a plan for everyone, so their death meant something in the scheme of life. Now on the other hand, reason for Athiesm because of a negative self-image or because of bad choices you make or have already made are your fault, not God's. 

So, in conclusion, anyone disbelieving in God because you think you're fat, ugly, or you just think that God has fucked you over is just immature. You should be Athiest because you truly don't believe in God, not because life isn't exactly the way you want it to be or that you aren't given everything you want automatically.

Two of the biggest musical genres today are Rap, and Rock.
The differences between these two genres are infinite, but I shall state some of the main differences.

Rap, which can be defined as quick, clever rhymes slurred together in a rythmic matter and then put to music or a beat, is popular amung many types of people and often publicized on TV or the radio.

Rock, which can be defined as instrumentals such as the guitar and drums playing in harmony to create music, often with vocals, may or may not be as popular as Rap in some people's interests, but is by far, in my opinion, more expirienced, and more skill is put into it.

I believe that anyone can 'rap', or slur words together in a somewhat-rhythmic matter.
But, it takes hard detication and skill to play the guitar, or any other instrument.

I could say that most rap is usually about the same thing, such as sex, drugs, money, women and women's body parts. And don't get me wrong, sometimes rock can be like that too. But when weighted, which genre does it more? Rap, I believe.

To be honest, I dislike rap to a high extent.
Personally, I don't care for it, and it all sounds the same to me.

Rock on the other hand, is music that I can really get absorbed into,
and I never get tired of it. The song lyrics actually have meaning,
and they don't sound as if they were written in ten minutes, like most rap songs.

Don't get me wrong, there is 'good' rap out there.
I just haven't found it yet.

There is no love without commitment.
Love can be defined as a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
Love can also be defined as a sexual passion or desire.
And finally, love can be defined as a feeling of warm personal attatchment or deep affection, as for a parent, child or friend.

There are many defintions for the word "love". But, I can garuntee you that nearly none of them use the word "commitment".

Everyone feels 'love' differently.
Then, there's true love, which everyone feels the same.
The difference between 'love' and true love? Commitment.

What is commitment? Commitment is a pledge or promise; obligation.
Love isn't real until you know how to be committed to the one you 'love'.

What exactly can you do in order to show you're committed to someone?
This is a difficult question to answer.
Most people would say that in order to show your commitment,
you would need to stay loyal to the one you 'love'.

This is true. But that is only the beginning; there is much more to learn.
You know your love is true when you can't help but do anything you possibly could to help that person.
You know your love is true when you feel that you have absolutely no emotional attraction to anyone else.
You know your love is true when you really feel committed.
And you know your love is true when that person holds all of your trust, and you hold all of theirs.

With the way the word "love" is tossed around nowadays, the meaning has almost been deminished.
You see teenage couples dating for a week, breaking up, dating again, and breaking up.

You hear your friends talk about how much they just "LOVE" someone, only to see them broken up by the next week.
You see brokenhearted girls, emotionally dismembered because their special someone has been hooking up with someone else the whole time.

Love is treated like a trend, even though it is far from one.