Bad English

I'm incredibly disappointed in myself.

I love the English language, I truly do, but reading back on some of my more 'rushed' blog posts make me cringe with the awfulness of my writing. Sure, I get my point across, but seriously, I need to spend more time looking over what I've written, because some of it just doesn't make sense.

And this leads into the English of this day and age. It honestly really truly sickens me when people say "u" instead of "you", "btw" instead of "by the way", "y" instead of "why", etc. What's a few extra letters so that reading a text or an email isn't such a horrendous experience?

And to top it off, the "LOL's" and the "OMG's" have become viral. Is someone really "laughing out loud" when they send "LOL", or "ROFL", or any of the other indications that state something is funny. Um, probably not.

I mean, I guess I'm not completely innocent. I don't use "LOL", thank goodness for that, but I do use the awful phrase "haha" when I text. No, I am not actually saying "haha"; maybe thinking it, I don't know. I don't keep track of these things.

Okay, I do have a point to this. Communication. I'm not the best communicator in the world because I don't like it when people know how I feel (gives them a reason to judge, you know). BUT. I think emotion is completely lost in a text, and sometimes the "LOL's" and the "haha's" and the "OMG's" are a bit of an exaggeration of how we feel. And that's a problem in a world like this, because I also feel like this exaggeration follows us when we leave technology and talk face to face...

And this scares me because then I never really know if the appearances people give are true or not.

12/12/12/12.....

I should be doing homework.

Actually, I should be sleeping.

But today is too good of a day to leave without acknowledgment. Why? Because it's my sister's birthday, and she is 12 years old.

Okay, everybody was hyped about it being 12/12/12 and my journalism class all screamed and shouted at 12:12 today (and how I wish it was 12:12 right now. Would be perfect), BUT, to top it off, my sister just turned 12 years old. On the 12th day. Of the 12th month. Of 2012.

I think that is so much cooler than just a regular 12/12/12. Nope. My sister has 12/12/12/12. ONE MORE. And this is a stupid blog. I don't have a point to writing this, except to wish my little sister a happy birthday, because half the family wasn't home on her birthday, and she honestly deserves all the love she can get on this special day.