Second rant comes so much later than I thought it would have, but...
I might as well actually post it.
Because that's how I roll.
My second rant is going to be on a topic that's been bugging me for the past... oh gosh I don't know how long. One of the elements - for the past week or so. The overall context - for months.
And it's how people seemingly take relationships. Their seriousness about it.
Now, I guess that I should point out as soon as possible that I actually am yet to be in a relationship as of today. Yeap, I am yet to have a girlfriend. So I might not be exactly the best person to talk about this, but it's getting onto me.
Two days ago, I took the bravery and fessed up to a girl. Of course amongst all the things that I anticipated as a reply, the one that I considered the most likely was any kind of rejection - and well well well don't I know the future then. I was rejected by the girl and I well expected it. Which is mostly why it hasn't really hurt me emotionally... not that a lot of things do, because it's hard for me to find such a thing. I was glad that later on she sent me a message adding a few things, as it cleared up even more. But afterwards, I started thinking about certain things.
If you've enough friends, or even just friends of a certain type, on facebook, you're quite likely to start seeing all kind of relationship-related stuff pop up on your newsfeed because "X Y liked this" or "W Z shared this". Half the time I don't see it simply because my phone doesn't load them up fast enough, the other half the time I actually take a split second to read what it says. Some of those are true to an extent, the others I dismiss.
But then, recently, a seemingly September thing as I don't recall this appearing beforehand, comes up an annoying little bugger. Well, it's not really that annoying, and it's not really such a bugger, but it is little - as in space little, not significance little.
I'm on about the new "invention" of the Internet English language, known as "bae".
Just what the actual hell is it?
Well, vale, OK, I do have an idea of what it is. But whose bright idea was it and how on earth did it spread so frickin' wide?
But then I think about it again and think and think... nah, just two 'think's... and come to a conclusion that it's just one of those little words that you use in a... dismissive manner. In the same manner that you would talk about anything irrelevant or of little importance. In other words, for all I care, whoever uses "bae" to call their second half doesn't really care about them.
But, then again, at the end of the day, how many people actually do? I, for one, would most likely (depending on how I myself was treated, but that's another story altogether).
No answer for this one :P
If you've enough friends, or even just friends of a certain type, on facebook, you're quite likely to start seeing all kind of relationship-related stuff pop up on your newsfeed because "X Y liked this" or "W Z shared this". Half the time I don't see it simply because my phone doesn't load them up fast enough, the other half the time I actually take a split second to read what it says. Some of those are true to an extent, the others I dismiss.
But then, recently, a seemingly September thing as I don't recall this appearing beforehand, comes up an annoying little bugger. Well, it's not really that annoying, and it's not really such a bugger, but it is little - as in space little, not significance little.
I'm on about the new "invention" of the Internet English language, known as "bae".
Just what the actual hell is it?
Well, vale, OK, I do have an idea of what it is. But whose bright idea was it and how on earth did it spread so frickin' wide?
But then I think about it again and think and think... nah, just two 'think's... and come to a conclusion that it's just one of those little words that you use in a... dismissive manner. In the same manner that you would talk about anything irrelevant or of little importance. In other words, for all I care, whoever uses "bae" to call their second half doesn't really care about them.
But, then again, at the end of the day, how many people actually do? I, for one, would most likely (depending on how I myself was treated, but that's another story altogether).
No answer for this one :P