“The Scene”

     The new day-in-age. Our future. Our young corrupted youth individuals (The leaders of tomorrow.) The ones who are goal-driven in life. They are goal-driven to be the “biggest celebrity” that has ever hit MySpace! Though, it’s kind of scary seeing the kids that are actually in this world. The thing that bothers me the most out of our generation though, is the “scene” – No, no – not scene as in “what’s hip?” Scene as in “Scene Kids.” I mean, unless, that is what’s hip…. That’s right, I went there! Seriously, I would like to know what the hell is up with the multi-colored striped hair, the little kid costume jewlery, the extensive artwork of the M.A.C. makeup, the tight clothes, and the “emo, I don’t really give a f*uck” look. 

 

Jeffree Star

 

 

    I want to know who created this scene called “scene.” Could it have been the infamous Jeffree Star? OH WAIT, or it could have been the amazing Kiki Kannibal! Wow, how could I even forget about her?! Stupid me! Oh, and where are my manners – Matthew Lush – known for his “cute” pouty faces and heart hand gestures. I want to know who the hell these people are, and how they think they are famous? Oh yes, they do have thousands and thousands of friends on MySpace and are now well-known around the U.S. and most likely, the world too! Let’s face it though, you have your “famous” scene people; you have your “wanna-be” famous scene people. Jeffree Star is an idol to many (the reason IS unknown!). People actually get Jeffree Star tattood on their bodies! I have no idea what this world has come to! 

 

Kiki Kannibal

 

     Hell, if it were that easy to become famous, I would tie-dye my hair and wear awesomely tight clothes rockin’ my grandmothers costume jewelry that I happened to stumble across rummaging through her closet! Most of the scene people out there claim to be “real” and straight-up. How can someone be real when they are dressed based upon a cross between Barbie and a raccoon. Do they expect ‘normal’ people to take them seriously? People are people and they are who they are. But the “scene” is growing as if it’s a new ethnic race! Pretty soon it’s going to be a cult. I just wonder when it’s too far for something. This, I think is too far. The only major question throughout writing this blog is simply – “why?” 

 

 

Matthew Lush

For Me, and Only for Me.

I’m doing this for me and no one else. I am moving back to Vegas and will be living with my grandma. I need to do good in school. I need someone to be strict on me. I’m asking for help. I NEED help. I feel like a low life piece of s**t and I hate it. I have no job, no money, and no grades. I thought I was doing amazing this new school year with my grades. It was the first time that I had ever been truly happy and satisfied with my grades – that all went downhill really quick. I don’t know what happened or how it happened… But it did. I BUSTED my ass off this quarter – the hardest I had ever tried in school…. I guess that just wasn’t good enough. I walked out of my photography class (with the rest of the class following behind me.) The teacher was totally out of line today – so was I. For once I stood up to the one teacher who cared for me and saw me going places. Sad to say, I don’t even see me going places anymore. I want to be a Broadcasting Journalist and Photojournalist, but lately I feel like it will never happen. I’ve been so confused lately on life, and that’s all that I think about – LIFE. I wonder where I’ll be once I’m out of school. Will I be successful or will I be making minimum wage working at McDonalds? Ever since I lost my job I’ve been down, feeling like nothing is possible. I was accused of something that I didn’t do; nor something I would ever consider doing. I’m hoping that this move to Vegas takes effect very soon because I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be able to handle it here. Being here, I feel like I don’t really care who I am anymore. I guess I’m stuck in-between reality and fantasy. I feel like I’ll never be able to accomplish my hopes and dreams. Living with my grandma (very strict smart woman.) I feel that is what I need. Someone to be hovering over me making sure I get my stuff done, making sure I’m doing good. If it’s anyone who could do it, it’s her. I know that she will help me so much through the next year or so to get me up and going again. I just feel like I have so much to do in so little time… Which, I do… This blog is more of a venting my thoughts kind of thing… But that’s what I needed at the moment.