Why Ke$ha is on my "People I Can't Stand" List

Almost anyone that knows me well, knows that I don't just dislike Ke$ha. I can't stand her. It's not her music that I can't stand. There's one or two songs that I actually like. It's rare, but liking a song of hers does happen. What pisses me off about Ke$ha is Ke$ha the person. What I learned of her brings me so much rage that I just have to rant about it. And no Awkward picture this time, it's that much of a rage-rant!

The Setup:

I am a fan of a little website called Cracked. Cracked is a website dedicated to bringing interesting facts in a funny way. A lot of the stuff they put on their articles sounds unbelievable, but the writers do a lot of research in the articles to make sure they're true before posting them on the internet. With that in mind, how exactly does Ke$ha come into play in all of this?

In August of 2013, Cracked came out with an article featuring pleasant facts about different celebrities, Ke$ha being one of them. As we all know, Ke$ha has portrayed herself as a sleazy, dirty, artist that will guarentee you get an STD if you have enough balls to bang her. According to VH1's "Best Week Ever," she apparently had an exorcism on her vagina because she thought she had a ghost in it. (Who thinks of this?!) Song after song was just about that, partying so much there was no time for what a friend calls a "squat-n-scrub." Heck, whenever I find myself covered in glitter, I call it "Ke$ha-classy!"

Turns out, that's not Ke$ha's real nature! Nope! Not at all! Turns out, she's super-smart when it comes to math and history. Actually sneaking into college lectures in high school instead of going out to parties. (WHAT?) Scored an envious score on her SATs, and decided to go into a career of music instead of going to college.

Why I Can't Stand Her:

I want to make something clear. It's been proven that college is not for everyone, therefore, it's not the fact she didn't go to college that makes me mad. College doesn't always make people successful. (insert big name here.). And with the lack of jobs these days, many people actually question if college is actually worth it. (It is.). Actually, I give her credit for not needing a college degree for success.

What I can't stand about her is the image she has. The fact that someone so intelligent would want to portray herself as that awful party-girl stereotype that's too dumb for her own good. It leaves a bad taste in my mouth that instead of using that brain of hers to come up with ways to improve the world, she's.... making vaginal exorcisms... Yes, I did just write that sentence.

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Countless articles have pointed out one of the most disturbing flaws of our society being that the only way for a girl to be noticeable, or have any impact in society is to be "hot." Not the intelligence, but how cute, attractive, or fashionable a girl is. Focus on looks seems to be a staple for a female in society. I mean, really think about it. How many times have you commented on how a girl's looks instead of her interests, or her views on different world issues?

I'm not innocent of this either. During the editing process of Masked Omen, a friend of mine noticed how often I focused on the fashion of the female characters than what they did. Masked Omen would've been a lot longer had I not deleted so many pointless paragraphs about how a female character looked or what she wore. Here I was, thinking I was innocently trying to show a different culture in the book, but I was spending way too much time focusing on something trivial than trying to get the plot going.

So when I go back to why this is important to my annoyance with Ke$ha, it's because she did just that. Pretended she was a moronic party-girl so that she would be successful in music. Kinda makes me wonder if she actually tried keeping her intelligence a secret. Especially when internet celebrities like Jenna Marbles and Todd in the Shadows have had more than enough jokes about her partier facade. (Though it's important to note that Todd in the Shadows has started to grow a little respect for her.).

To wrap this up, my annoyance with this particular celebrity simply proves a lot of feminists right. That women are trained into believing that the only way they can ever be remotely successful in this world is if they have attractiveness, not intelligence. When a celebrity decides to act like a party-girl, when she doesn't party at all, instead of using that intelligence to try to make the world better than what she found it... it makes me very scared for the future.

Forgiveness

One of the hardest things a human being can do to another human being is forgive. It seems crazy, cause forgiveness is such a good thing, but for some reason it's much harder to forgive than to hold a grudge.

Maybe it's because of some things I've noticed when I finally got around to forgiving somebody myself. I'll save the dramatic details. By the time I was done with the forgiveness thing, I was feeling much lighter, like a weight had been taken off of my shoulders. But there were a couple things about forgiveness that I thought for a long time that I was wrong about.

1. You don't have to talk to the other person to forgive them. You don't even need to make contact if you see no reason for it.

2. No, forgiving doesn't necessarily mean forgetting, or even excusing, what's been done to you.

I found an UpWorthy video that took the steps to forgiveness and showed them to the world of the internet.

1. Think of said person

2. Write down what they did

3. Read it in front of a mirror.

4. Verbally let it go.

By the time you're done, you might feel empty for a few seconds, like now there's a giant space where all that anger used to be. But relief will fill that up in no time.

So come on, people! Let's start forgiving already. When science has shown it makes people happier to forgive, then we should all be doing it!

Awkward pic of the day!

The Recurring Dream

For the past week, I've had some interesting dreams. Anything from being in class, to having half my hair cut off, to moving into a brand new place. But there's been one thing that's been consistent in my dreams, and it's the the point it's starting to freak me out a little.

In every dream there has been a small teddy bear with a red shirt and hat. I don't own him. Nobody owns him. But if you want him, you have to sign up for the dancing contest to try and get him. It wasn't until last night that I actually tried to get the bear in my dreams. Unfortunately, I woke up before I could find out if I won or lost the bear.

I really need to find a Dream Dictionary, since that was not the first time that teddy bear showed up. It was just the first time I entered the contest to win the bear.

Awkward Picture of the Day!