Monkey See, Monkey Do

Okay, I know that everyone says that "imitation is the sincerest form of flattery."  Well this is true, if you are given credit where credit is due.  "Hey Jill, your boots are gross and they make me puke." *ONE WEEK LATER* (Same girl who told me my boots were ugly) "OMGEEBUS GUYZ.  I just bought these totally unique boots and I have never seen/heard of/thought of anyone wearing them before me!  BLAHAHAHA! Isn't this so amazing that I'm super original?!"  BOOM.  That was me shooting you with a gun.  Not really.  I've never even shot a gun, which is a good thing, because I'm a pretty angry person.

This used to happen to me on a daily basis in high school.  Especially whenever skinny jeans very first started showing up in magazines.  I bought a pair from like, American Eagle or something, and EVERYONE made fun of me for wearing them.  Too bad they were the hot new trend the next year, huh guys?  Oh, but too bad for me, because no one listens to me when I'm alerting everyone of a new and upcoming trend or something.

Now I'm dealing with this problem with my photos shoots that I do.  Every shoot I have done has been either premeditated by the photographer or myself and if it is inspired by something, we will list it as such.  Never have we ever taken someone else's work and said "You know what?  Let's buy this exact shirt, skirt, pair of tights, pair of heels, and lipstick and do your hair just like this and do this exact pose and then photoshop the sheeeeet out of it so it looks just 100% exactly like this one that someone already did!"  No.  That is stealing.  And it's not being creative. 

So needless to say, it amuses me when I see people who end up with pictures from photo shoots that look E.X.A.C.T.L.Y. like mine do.  AND they come in a timely manner, like within a few weeks after I post the new shots, sooooo that's kind of hard to deny.  It's also kind of hard to deny when half my friend list on facebook messages me about it saying "Holy Guacamole did you see Copycat Caren's pictures?!  They're like, super mega similar to yours that you JUST put up like 8 days ago!"  Yeah, friend.  I did see that.  Thanks for just confirming my suspicion.  At least I get paid for what I do.  So even if my work is getting stolen, at least I actually made some c@$h m0n3yy. 

I can't think of anything else to say.  Forgive me -_-

Cherry pie and whipped cream <3
Jillian.

Kwitcherbitchin

"If you want to be happy, then be."

Everyone is allowed to be sad and everyone is allowed to hate their life every once in a while.  It's normal and it's healthy.  What is not normal and healthy (and also hella annoying) is when someone can do NOTHING but be sad and complain about how everything in their life has gone to the dogs and they have nothing to live for and no one makes them happy and all that jazz.  It wouldn't be that bothersome to me, except these people choose to vent their issues to me 24/7 and then get on my case if I stop talking to them about it.  Hey, guess what?  STFU.  I don't really care that much about your "problems", because you don't actually have any.  If you did, I could try and be a little more sympathetic about it, I really could.  But it gets pretty tedious that I wake up hearing about how your life sucks, I go through my day hearing about how your life sucks, I go to bed hearing about how your life sucks, and then at random times I hear about how I'm not replying to your texts about how your life sucks.  My life does not revolve around your childishness, and I'm not even about to make it that way.

You know why your life isn't as bad as you think it is?  Number one: You have a cell phone OBVIOUSLY because you constantly harass me with it.  You're already doing exceedingly better than most of the world's population with that little fact alone.  Number two: You live in a house.  I don't care if it's not your dream home, but you have a roof over your head.  Number three:  You can talk, see, hear, walk, think, drive and make decisions.  Don't even get me started about those statistics.  Number four:  Going along with number three...YOU'RE ALIVE.

Those are in no way numbered in order of importance, just the order that they popped into my head.  And clearly that is in no way all anyone has to live for. 

And thennnn the complaint switches to "I have no friends."  Why would you?  No one in their right mind wants to be miserable, nor do they want to be around someone who refuses to just try and be happy.  It would be a completely different story if you were going through a hard time and needed a shoulder to cry on, that is completely acceptable.  However, my shoulder gets a little soggy when all someone does is use it as a tissue, and I can only take so much before I'm waterlogged to the point of just dropping you out of my life for good.  This brings me back to the problem I have about wanting to fix everyone.  I hate accepting the fact that some people are just broken and cannot make themselves see the bright side of things.  Even when I have been at my absolute lowest point in my life, I have been able to see the silver lining to the dark cloud that was hanging over me.  I'm not the most positive person ever, but I do look at things realistically and know that every little "bad" thing that happens to me isn't the end of anyone's world, including mine.

The worst part of all this, is the fact that I've tried to talk to these people about how they insist on being miserable.  And God knows I'm VERY nice about it, since I hate hate hate hurting people's feelings.  I do like to talk things out though...anyway.  You know what their reaction is?  "Well then you're not my friend anymore."  Okay.  So now you have no friends.  Good job.  Trust me, the only thing that will change now that we "aren't friends" anymore is that I don't have to get woken up 45 times in the middle of the night because you constantly call and text me.  So I guess I should say thank you.  I won't lose any sleep over it...LITERALLY ;D

Chocolate, chocolate, and chocolate! >:]
Jillian.