Get A Grip!

Now, I'm not setting myself apart from the female race all together- but women [girls?] these days have a strange fixation on weather or not someone is interested in their lives. Social networking has blown our heads completely out of proportion. However subliminally, we are beginning to question our relevance in the world based on how many friends we have on Facebook. There is a type of obscurity that can only come after the world has been over-saturated with your douchebaggery. Think: The Corey's from the 80's. You couldn't go anywhere without hearing about their shit show, now one of them is dead, and the other is a total laughing stock. A few years ago when Lindsay Lohan was was asked if she wished she could just lead a "normal" life. Her response was shocking. She explained that the constant berating of photographers and tabloid reporters was her own personal proof that she still exists. Deep.

If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, does it make a sound?

Here's my take. Take it or leave it.

I've found that the girls who publicly claim that someone is "stalking" them [weather it be via Internet or actual real life activity] are typically social climbers. In some cases, serial daters, groupies [I don't just mean bands, I mean social cliques too], and sport fuckers [the type that have sex with guys just to say they had sex with said bass player from popular band]. I think they're lost souls seeking social identity because they have no personal identity or in some cases dislike quite a bit about themselves. But then again, I'd hate myself too if I was desperately seeking acceptance from others. Typically, when the tables are turned- said social climber doesn't have much to say in defense. The last thing she wanted was actual confrontation- so she works passive aggressively. Only making claims among like minded friends and fort knox-esque privacy settings.

Girls, lets be real here. Nobody is stalking you. It's all in your head, because that's where some of you are living- completely in your own head, thinking very little of the possibility that there is life outside of your orbit. There is life beyond Facebook, and twitter, and tour busses, and the DJ booth. Human kind has been progressing steadily for billions of years before you arrived- what makes you think that it stopped to look when you came along?