Growing up in the 90s one gets to experience many firsts. Like your first monstrous gateway computer, first time your parents got a cell phone, the first time you were able to text - limited of course, the first time you had dial up internet... let’s talk about that for a little bit. Dial up internet was this amazing thing that used your landline or home phone if you will, for internet. Actually, it was shitty. You were constantly knocked off because someone decided they needed to call, thanks a lot grandma. The best part of a landline was this trick one I would always do and I’m sad because I can longer play this trick on anyone. Here’s how it worked, if you dialed your home phone number on the landline or home phone if you will, then hang up. THE PHONE STILL RANG! I mastered this trick. You can ask any of my little brothers and sisters, I was a pro. If you stumbled upon my blog today you should know that I’m the 3rd out of 7 kids. If you don’t know what life in a big family means, let me fill you in. If you don’t rush to eat, you would starve. If you didn’t take a shower first, it would be cold. No one actually knows your name, “Lewie” is the identity for all 7 of us. Finally and most importantly, you had tons of chores. Still remember the prank? I took it a step further. My mom would leave to go grocery shopping and give me a list of chores to do like vacuum the living room, wash the kitchen floor, and do the dishes.
However, this intelligent yet lazy teenager never did those chores. Nope, after my left, I called our home phone and answer it, pretending to have a conversation with my mom saying, “Hi Mom... Oh you want Zachary to vacuum... and Whitney to wash the kitchen floor... Mom I can help, but okay I’ll tell Preston to do the dishes. The best part is that my family didn’t catch on! I was 16 years old and still playing this trick. I know its sad to be proud, but I do believe this is one of my proudest pranking moments and I love a good prank.
Pranking is only okay when the blood is ketchup because real blood is gross.
How do we have people who value such trivial things in the world yet we still have murder? There are many different fights around the world, some end in tears and others in death. Aaron Alexis will have a lot of press about him in the next few days and I feel for his family. How much pain can one soul bare before it explodes? Every time we, Americans, hear about another mass shooting gun laws are up for debate, but this man was one of our own. This man fought for our freedom one time. This man isn’t a “terrorist” by definition but he is a coward. He is a coward because he murdered 12 other individuals before committing suicide. He is a coward because he left a family to mourn his death and suffer the wrath of his actions. He is a coward because he has put fear in the lives of many. This story may not get as much press because the people killed were not children. However, the issue remains the same. We remain in a country we deem as “safe” because we do not have the same problems as other countries such as Syria. We often fight their battles to create this better “whole world” society, yet our own soil is tainted by blood of yet another mass murder. I do not have the answers, I am merely a twenty something looking for hope again. In a perfect world everyone would be happy and there’d be candy everywhere. But we do not life in a perfect world. We breath and walk around everyday praying that greatness will come our way. Remember no matter how bad of a day you are having, you have the courage to continue throughout the day. You are capable of happiness because you have not given up on hope. Hope is all we have, it can not be taken away by anyone but ourselves.
I know its been a while since I've posted some top hashtags, and my buddies at An OK Podcast challenged their followers to If God Was My BF and I couldn't resist. Here are the best tweets.
#IfGodWasMyBF I'd finally have an orgasm.
#IfGodWasMyBF I'd always have wine.
#IfGodWasMyBF I'd be the one getting nailed.
#IfGodWasMyBF I'd have 3 boyfriends. #HolyTrinity
#IfGodWasMyBF I'd resurrect Him every night. #JesusChrist
#IfGodWasMyBF I'd never have a pregnancy scare... because life is in his hands.
#IfGodWasMyBF I'd own my personal holy grail.
#IfGodWasMyBF I might make it to heaven.#IfGodWasMyBF He wouldn't leave me hanging. #Crucified
#IfGodWasMyBF it'd be unbelievable. #MomDoNotHateMe #GodDoNotSmiteMe #IDoBelieve
For tweets didn't make the blog cut follow me @Lauren_Lewis_
Hiding from greatness is the scariest thing one can achieve. If you remain safe in your bubble of insecurities you will never truly live. You will remain trapped by your fears as they slowly drain the hope from your soul. No matter where you were raised, if you do not leave to experience a different place, you are living what you know instead of the unlimited possibilities you could know. Opportunities in live to do not rise from thin air, they are created. Staying home all night watching netflix will not help you find a boyfriend. It may seem crazy but most strangers do not know where you live or care that you love binge watching shows on netflix. We are in a digital world, yet telepathy doesn’t exist. I’m 85% the way there, but I will never desire to read your safe, alcoholic, orange is the new black thoughts. One of my pet peeves is listening to people gripe about their life when they do not attempt to do anything for it. I know that you believe if you want a baby that the pelican, from the vlasic pickles jar, delivers it in a bassinet tied with blue or pink ribbon... and this is why so many naive teenagers become pregnant. All in all, if you desire success, change or to impact the world you need to consume risk and embrace the opportunity it creates.
Every tear is wasted when one does not act but stands still wishing for greatness.