Three reasons why I hate today’s world

I always thought that I belonged to the slower pace of life of the 20th century. Don’t get me wrong,I  don’t mean that my mind set is stuck in the past,on the contrary. but I find that everything in our modern life is tasteless, boring and unreal. I’ve got a few things on the list,so here goes:

A.Music

(And by that I mean from the 60s all the way to the 90s)I am no lyricist, but songs of the past were REAL and RICH,they told a story,the singer bothered to actually feel the words ,great and diverse melodies and last but not least, only good and real talented singers got a chance.With today’s top-edge sound technologies,a donkey can record an album and no one will realize how horrible his voice his until they see him sing onstage. Sounds familiar?

B.Relationships
They have been ruined,thanks to technology.
Dumb plasma screens in restaurants and cafes,because talking with one another is so damn boring,staring at a screen however,is not.
WiFi hotspots,everywhere. If you can’t find anything interesting on tv,stare at a smaller,portable device! Interesting? No?
We have replaced everything that is natural,satisfying and rewarding…with dumb digital devices . Am lost for words.

C .Fashion
When I look at the beauty standards of the early and mid 20th century ,and now, I feel disappointed.

The more cleavage,the better
The more bitchy you look,the sexier
The more sick and anorexic you are,the better you look in clothes.
It’s all about promoting a false body image and a harmful lifestyle.
Good thing now that plus-size models have stepped forward .we need some balance here!

So,that’s it for now am tired of listing.
Cheers!

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Happy days ahead

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I was just talking with my mom on the phone.This “Talk” that you feel you need ,because both of you need the same things and think about the same things.

We were comparing two friends that we “had” and I came up with this conclusion: Aging can drastically change your mind-set..,here goes

I had a friend who would’ve easily been my best friend,but it didn’t happen.You see,I can welcome anyone in my life that I feel strong connections with ,on personal,mental and social levels..I can be a good friend,and I give good pieces of advice. But I will never allow someone to take me for granted. You don’t suddenly disappear from my life for a long time and then show up with no excuse,and expect us to be friends again! Sorry babe,not me.

Mom is the exact opposite,she was like,”Hey, I’m pragmatic. She needed me,and I needed someone to hang out with. It’s not easy finding a friend who you can relate to and share the same ideals!” In other words,she won’t mind it if that friend shows up again after a long time and wants to hang out like the good ol days.And then she said something like, If i was your age,I’d probably think the same way you do. But now, the perspectives are different.

This led us to talk about a decade ago,when we used to hang out with our family friends and had blast, every. time .Things have changed sadly,Some moved to another country,some have health issues that could prevent them from travelling and having fun in the sun,we’ve got little kids now who’ve joined the group..That good ol’ fun is not coming back,being able to travel and go to many places and dine in the coolest places and having the time of your life..no strings attached! No way for us (as we see it now) to have this kind of fun again.

I don’t want to be ungrateful to all the cool things God has given me,But now I have the gift of a life time;My Son.Maybe God decided to take away certain things in my life,and compensate me with something even bigger !

Happy days ahead,that’s what I tell myself

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