Thursday, November 6, 2014

Mildly Frustrating Things I Cannot Change

I actually had a better topic in mind for another installment of "random blog posts," but I also thought that this was an excellent opportunity that I couldn't miss--an opportunity for me to air out some frustrations. We all have minor annoyances: some things just don't happen the way we want them to, or we make a fatal error and make things worse. Well, there are some things I can't make better or worse simply because of the fact that they are unable to be changed.

1. I'm an average height for a teenage girl, I guess. I'm only two inches off from being considered "short statured"--apparently the maximum height you can be is 5'2". I just wish I wasn't done growing, because I could totally make use of being two inches taller! Just imagining being able to see what's on top of the fridge and reach everything in my house is a dream. (Don't tell any of my actual "short statured" friends I made this blog post though, otherwise I might get glares for the rest of my life!)

2. I'm allergic to most furry animals. I used to have two cats, but after about a year of owning them I began to develop an allergic reaction to their dander, and so did my mom. It was devastating having to give them up, considering they're my favorite animal. The allergies have only gotten worse--I went to one of my friend's houses, and their dog licked me, and I broke out in tiny hives! It doesn't make sense for someone who loves animals so much to be held back by sneezing and sensitive skin.

3. This was a tragic thing that happened long ago, before the Wii, but my GameCube stopped working. It would power on, the trusty ol' thing, but it refused to read any of the discs I was putting in. I don't actually know for sure, but I suspect that it was the slightly problematic design of the console itself. Everyone knows that anything with moving parts is going to be the first to go when machinery starts to break down, and on the GameCube, this was the laser that moves back and forth while the disc in spinning. I think it's possible that the optical laser itself could have gotten damaged easily over its short one year of use, or that the mechanism that actually causes it to move stopped. Either way, the design was kind of annoying! (Okay, if I was a tech whiz I could change this, but dismantling something I don't understand is a bad idea!)

4. My little brother is getting older and more intuitive too fast! If you know anything about me, I'm sure you've heard me complain about my brother's annoying "terrible two's AND three's" phase. However, him being so young has his advantages. I can convince him to go throw things away for me when I'm just too lazy to stand up, he'll accept basically anything I say without contest if I append "because I said so," and thinks I'm basically the smartest person ever (besides mom and dad). Now, our conversations are slightly different: "But Jazmiz, why, Jazmiz? Why won't you take me on the trampoline?" "I have work to do." "But... why?" "Because I said so." "Why did you say so?" There's very few ways to win!

5. Mushrooms don't need to go on pizza! #stopmushrooms2k14

I could write more. I could always write more. But anything else I'm going to say will go in a second part.

9 comments:

  1. These are all so true. As an average 5'4'' girl I always wanted to be taller. I feel so short and it's hard to except that not only will I have to live with this height forever, I am eventually going to start shrinking and get shorter! I love that fact that you can get your brother to do things for you. If only I could get mine to do that.

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  2. I feel so sorry that your gamecube stopped working! I wouldn't be able to imagine what I would have done if mine had broke like that. I'd be devastated, but probably because I really like playing video games.

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  3. Even if he's getting less obedient to your wisdom and whims, appreciate your brother. I always wanted a sibling but never got one, so now my goal in life is to make my kids be nice to each other (which they usually are).

    This was fun. I look forward to the second part.

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  4. To bad one of your short-statured actually stumbled across your blog. Be prepared. And I'm still actually very impressed that you and Gabe have such a interactive relationship. 13 years apart, that's a feat. I'm only 6 1/2 apart from my sister, but to be honest, we barely interact at all. Not only because of our age difference, but our personalities are very different too.

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  5. This was a really fun post to read! I liked how each of your "midly frustrating things you can't change" were all so different and random. It kept me interested in hearing about the quirky complaints of your life :)

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  6. This is a great post, I love venting frustration ;) While I can't really relate to many of them being above average height, not allergic to anything, not an older sister, and not the owner of a gamecube, it's still easy to understand your annoyance with these situations. I am so sorry about your cat allergies, I don't understand why people have to be allergic to things- especially cats who are so fluffy and amazing. Also, I still don't believe you, your brother should be at least 4 by now, if not 5 :P I guess I have to accept I'm wrong about that...

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  7. The allergic to furry animals I can understand, not that I am allergic to them, but my brother and both my parents are allergic to all furry animals. My solution to this was to get a chinchilla (I even posted a blog about this). Your blog is a great place to vent your frustration, and I can feel for you on all of them!

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  8. I really liked reading this post. I agree with Ben, I think that putting your frustrations into words helps get rid of them. As for #1 (being of average height), I would say that that is something to appreciate. Being tall is no walk in the park (literally); I often run into low doorways and other things that weren't built with people who were 5'10 in mind.

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  9. The death of a gaming device causes pain just as much as any other. I remember the say my Gameboy died as one of the darker days of my life. It's something you grow up with, after all-- something you've come to know very well and trust. To have that trust broken (hah) is jarring, a sad sort of betrayal.

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