25 Things I Really Wish Didn't Exist (but do anyway).

Below is a list of 25 things that I really wish didn't exist, but do anyway. I would have kept going, but my fingers were getting tired of typing. Feel free to leave a comment and add your own to the list , enjoy!
 
· Politicians

· The IRS

· Spiders

· Bees/hornets/wasps

· Pretty much all bugs

· Traffic cops

· Long lines at the checkout/drive-thru

· Long lines at amusement parks

· Monday mornings

· Rude people

· Jagermeister

· The word "Besties"

· The ATM fee

· Justin Bieber

· Dudes that call you "bro"

· The alarm clock

· Rush hour traffic

· Honey Boo Boo

· Reality shows

· Dance clubs

· Trucker hats

· Plaid shorts

A Letter to Hollywood

Dear Hollywood,

Can we talk? I feel like something is missing in our relationship lately, and to be totally honest I think it's you, not me. What happened, Hollywood? You used to be so fun, with your whip-swinging archaeologists, DeLorean riding time travellers and light saber swinging Jedi. Then something went horribly wrong, you just didn't seem to care about my needs anymore. I tried telling you I just couldn't take another remake of Piranha 3-D, but you didn't seem to care. I suffered through the umpteenth Saw flick and even sat with you through several rehashes of Superman, just hoping and praying our relationship wasn't really dead. Then there's the reality shows. At first I thought you were kidding, that maybe it was some kind of little game you were playing, like the time you did that thing with Eddie Murphy as the super hero from space. But no, the horrors of the Jersey shore, Survivor and the Kardashians were all too, well, real. Maybe you thought I would enjoy the circus, maybe you felt this would spice up the relationship and give us a much needed boost - like when we took some time off in Middle Earth to help the little guy return his jewelry. That was fun.

I realize now the Hollywood I once knew and loved is gone. No more will I know the feeling of adventure with the Goonies, the thrill of escaping the jaws of my favorite dinosaurs in Jurassic Park, enjoying the post-apocalyptic scenery while dodging a Terminator or two (or three), or getting all warm and squishy at the romance between a boy and his Princess Bride. So I'm leaving you, Hollywood, at least until you can get your act together. I'm thinking of dating your sister, Television. Hell, maybe I'll even pay your cousin Literature a visit. It's been a while and I hear she's really hot now! Don't worry, I'll never give up hope that one day we might know what it is to love and be loved in return (you probably don't remember what I'm talking about).

Here's looking at you, kid.
~ J.
P.S. Tell that hussy Stewart that four Twilight flicks is four too many. Thanks.         

      

The Meaning of Life?

In an age of instant access and instant gratification, where every aspect of our lives is played out on the digital stage of cyberspace, where our popularity is measured by who we know and how we look parading across our own private live-feed billboard, I can’t help but think that we know so much yet so little of each other. What drives us, motivates us, inspires us and moves us to tears? What is our passion and what are our fears? What emotions are we willing to change at the push of a button and which emotions remained locked away, preserved by the raw, unadulterated humanity that resides in all of us? Quite simply, who are we really? Occasionally, among the random blog or habitual “tweeting” there will be a glimmer of this gem of humanity: a question of true romance, a lyric or song moving in its simplicity, a tearful farewell or shattered love. Slow down long enough and you might learn to appreciate them.

Life, it’s the most important commodity we will ever know and the very one we take so little time to enjoy. Beauty is abundant in our world, but so often ignored in favor of success and status. Joy is scarce when lives are not hopeful, peace is rarely felt and true love rarely known when hearts are hardened toward one another. Who are we really? Will we ever know the truth behind the façade? More importantly, will we take the time to care? You can either make life your own, or let life own you. Humanity has not changed so much that we do not still seek to love and be loved, to dream and to transform these dreams into a reality. Chivalry has not died, it has merely been forgotten. True love survives; it is simply waiting to be found by someone who cares enough to search for it.

Life is many things: peace, hope, love, opportunity, risk, success, failure, growth, joy, sadness, and an unforgettable ride. What role we take in life is a choice we all make: hero, villain, sinner, saint, pauper or prince. Whatever we choose to become, we must live our lives never forgetting how to live as though there is no tomorrow. May we remember that no good thing ever dies, and when the final chapter of your life is written, may these words speak true:

Life is beautiful.