The Thin & Fading line between 'Right and Wrong'

Most people with any decent sence of judgement can tell the difference between what is 'right' and what is 'wrong'. For instance, giving money to poor people: right! Taking money from poor people: wrong. But; what happens if we do a classic Robin Hood and take from the right to give to the poor? Is this right, or has Robin crossed the line?

Telling the difference between moral and immoral is like telling a fake designer bag: sometimes easy, sometimes hard, but there are always signs. For instance: is it leather? is it in proportion? would you want people to see you with it? If the answer is no, then don't do it. In life, the warning signs include; would it be ok if someone caught me? Could i tell my friends/boyfriend about this? Crossing the line in this case is buying the fake bag whilst knowing perfectly well it's a fake. Or, getting off with a friends 'ex', knowing very well you have no feelings for him, and your friend does. And using the excuse 'I didn't know i was doing anything wrong' isn't acceptable, because, like with the knockoff back, the signs are out there.

Ok, so everyones hopped over this mysterious line in their life, maybe a handful of times. But is loitering around the fast fading line ok? As long as you say sorry? No. This deserves an asbo. This impares judgement of right/wrong, good/bad, fake/genuine. What may seem OK is infact very very very NOT ok. So, we're talking pretty largely here, boyfriend stealing, cheating in school, eating the last muffin, buying the fake bag, but temptation is everywhere. But the thing to remember is, is really worth it? How long will this last? Is it really for the best? What will my friends/family say? And perhaps most importantly... will it go with my shoes?


xox Qwerty

A New Year, A New You and whole load of New Gossip.

Suddenly, almost as soon as the clock strikes midnight, everything you heard, thought or felt last year becomes... well, very last year. Who care's about the guy you like and the girl next door? That's soooo last year, darling. Why does it matter that your best friend has gained 9 pounds? It's a NEW freaking YEAR! But is it truly that easy to let go, move on, forget, and never look back... without regret? Is that 'fresh start' really so fresh? Or are your new years resolutions as stale as the bread used in those oh-so-kitsh turkey sandwiches?

The countdown is over and people are buzzing with anticipation. Because, the year is young, and the prospects of finally quitting smoking or learning the guitar may excite even the less motivated of humans. I believe, the secret to persuing and succeeding in this promises we make to ourselves, no matter what time of year, is to take one small step at a time. Because when you look back, you'll be a hell of a lot further then when you started! Concentrate on one little target to achieve your dream goal. For instance, my resolution was to be a nicer person in general and my first target was to stop being so DAMN nosey! First, i refrained from commenting on other peoples conversations. Then, I found myself not listening all together. However, this lead to a lack of juicy juicy (harmless) gossip. So I moved on and started giving more hugs. Everyone likes hugs, right? Right!

Now, about the looking back. Picture it. Your high high up on a rickety bridge over a canyon. The voice in your head says 'don't look down, bitch! Don't look down!' So what do you do? Look down, far down to the potential painful death you could experience if you don't keep moving! I see it like this; look back on mistakes helps us learn, move on and keep chugging along until we are far enough way to either not remember or not care. It's as simple as that.

xox Qwerty

New Kids; UGLY Shoes

Welcoming the new kids is like introducing you're boyfriend to your best friend. Your boyfriend being school, BFFL being the new kids. They'll either steal everything you've got, or get on every ones nerves and ruin the beautiful regime and hierarchy. Either way, it wont be good. The good thing about new kids, however, is fresh, juicy, un-tainted meat. They don't yet know the rules of the school; and, hell, let's not tell them until they break a few. Naive, scared and anxious, the new kids will do anything to fit in- unless the unthinkable happens. All the new kids group together to make one alliance, also known as 'The Rucksack Gang' or 'Ruckies' for short. They are so called because they don't yet know rule No 5- No rucksacks, backpacks or satchels- Louis Vuitton Satchels are acceptable. Unless you are a boarder [board at school], any of the above are UNACCEPTABLE. But, for those innocent new kids, there's a two week rule. If you have any of the above after those two weeks... ouch. Be prepared to be spending your break times in ICT block.

The beauty of the new term [if there is any beauty in going back to school] is the fresh start. A clean slate. Remember the two week rules? That's the 'testing period'... We see someone we think has potential, we see what they've got. Say they we're to break a few rules in the first week, it would depend on which one to where in the hierarchy they would be placed. For instance, the 'No Starting Rumours as a Rookie' rule. Say you had only been in the school for two days, and you told everyone the girl you sit next to in math smells like weed. That's a big no no. That would put you with the 'Straightedge' kids. That would NOT go down well with the gossips. Starting rumours is OUR job. Not yours. And pissing of the school gossip/s is the worst. My best gossip compadre once got harrassed by a newbie. She ended up on the floor during netball. Oh- and extend the two week Ruckie rule- you'll end up as a Yuckie. It's childish, but it's true.

Anywaaah. Qwerty xox

Oh, PS. Ugly shoes? I don't know why, but new kids are incapable of buying nice shoes. Hmf, it's just one of those things.

Circles- What goes around.

Cliques. Networks. Friendship circles. If you don't belong in one, you probably belong in another. Your school or collage probably has a scale. Who climbing, who's falling. Who's on top, who's right at the very bottom. Hierarchy. You've probably seen Mean Girls and thought 'surely not?'. It's true. No matter how much you hate stereotypes, generalising and grouping of invdividuals, it's there and it always will be. Unlike the most popular girl however, she'll get her fifteen minutes, but once her popularity counter starts to run out, it's time for a new, younger, more hip teen will take the title. You must know your place in the scale. If you don't, you should be right at the bottom. It's a sad, sad, idea but unfortunatly that's how it goes. If you're reading this, and thinking, 'OMG, the nerve!' or 'WTF?', then just think to yourself- you know it's true, and however much you hate it, you're a part of it. Popularity is a bitch.

There are rules to get by- don't go outside your group unless you're willing to be something you're not. You must fit in. There's the popular girls, who aren't actually all that popular. Then the bitches and the gossips. A little lower down is the eccentrics- you love them, you know you do. The sporty kids. Then there's 'That Group'- you know the one, full of the odds and ends but they all seem to fit together perfectly. Usually of about 10 or 11. Then, the smart-arses. Not necessarily so clever, just think they know it all. Then... further down then I dare to go. These people are still liked, but not so much that they can climb the scale.

Without a certain clique, your school wouldn't function so well. Without That Group to make the clear divide between 'in' and 'out', no one would know where they stand. Without the gossips- Gosh, I dare to imagine, there would be no juice. There would be NO gossip. There would be nothing to stop everyone from getting along. You would be bored. Society as you know it would struggle to function. It would be a disaster- just remember, don't, don't, don't, whatever you do, get on the bad side of the school blabber. It's social suicide. The hardest part is, their is no way of chooing where on the scale you go. If -SHOCKER- you dare to be different- where do they put you? The best way to survive- be individual. Indivuduality, origniality and uniqueness show above all the best qualities of being a happy person. Who cares who's on top? Well, I do, but you shouldn't. Always remember- those who peak in high school have nothing to look forward too in later life. You may hate those people, but you are still fascinated by them.

xox Qwerty