I’ve been watching/reading a lot about zombies lately and it got me thinking . . . would I survive an outbreak of zombies?
Now I know most people would probably answer ‘hell yes!’, but I have to wonder if they truly thought it out or simply jumped on the let’s kill things bandwagon. Because let’s be honest here, living through an actual zombie uprising would suck.
Imagine losing your friends/family (possibly even having to kill them yourself), could you do that? What about having to constantly be on guard? The unending terror? The fact that any day could easily be your last?
How long could you stand being alone, or worse . . . being surrounded?
Sure, it’d be fun for a little while -getting to play with dangerous toys and basically doing whatever you want-, but do you really think that would last? Once the novelty wore off, and it undoubtedly would, what would you do?
Most of the stories out there focus on the survivors, the ones who learn to adapt, and rarely show what happens to those who don’t because, lets face it, there’s no need to point out the obvious. But every time I see how many people they’ve kept alive I can’t help but shake my head. Do they really think that many would survive?
Not me. If the zombies don’t get you lack of supplies or those hell bent on living will. And if by some stroke of luck you do manage to survive, well, you’ve got to wonder how long you’d want to keep it that way. Honestly, how many ‘people’ could you put an end to before turning the gun on yourself?
Everyone has their breaking point . . . how long do you really think you’d hold out?
I can’t stand being around people, they freak me out (I think the clinical term for it is Social Anxiety Disorder, but I’ve never cared much for labels). I even get my own version of panic attacks if I’m in a large group for too long. I haven’t always been like this, I was pretty outgoing when I was a child, but somewhere in my adolescence that all changed. Before I knew it I was avoiding crowds and becoming very withdrawn. Even dealing with people over the phone was hard for me to do.
I hated going to the grocery store, and even walking down crowded streets was daunting. I practically never went into a mall when I was a teenager because there were always so many people that I felt claustrophobic. The only way I managed to get by was to make sure there was always someone else with me whenever I went somewhere. I don’t know why, but I found if I focused on a person I knew I could block out the masses around me. Not completely mind you, it still felt like I was being smothered, but it was better than nothing.
I thought that maybe over time it would get better, but it didn’t. It actually became worse as I got older. Probably because I found myself having to do more and more things without a “buffer”. Not having someone else around just seemed to to make the crowds seem larger and more suffocating.
I’ve managed to get a little better over the years by forcing myself into situations I’d usually rather avoid. That’s not to say I enjoy being around people more, I’ve just learned to cope with it a little by sticking with jobs that don’t require me to be around too many people, and using music as a way of blocking out those around me when I go out shopping. I’m still not comfortable wandering around with crowds, and I prefer tagging along with others when I go someplace, but I can function out in the world for the most part so I guess that’s all that really matters.
What is it about anonymity that makes people be such jerks? It’s like, ‘oh look, you don’t know who I am so I’ll be rude and obnoxious as I try to crush your hopes/dreams/feelings’. If you can’t say whatever it is to the other person’s face don’t slink around in the background talking crap. Any time someone does this to me I laugh and think how pathetic they are that they don’t have the guts to be like, ‘yeah, this in my opinion, deal with it’. I mean seriously, anyone not willing to take credit for their own opinions probably shouldn’t have them to begin with.
If you want to praise something, by all means, reply anonymously. But if you feel the need to give constructive criticism, plain old criticism, or even attack what they put time and effort into doing, don’t hide behind some “guest” account so they don’t have the option of asking about what you said. Sure, this may mean that you get scathing remarks and whatnot back, but if you’re willing to dish it out you’d better be able to take it too.
I just read the story about the shooter that took out all those people at the school in Connecticut and the first thought that went through my head was that there was a shooting just a few days ago. My second thought was what kind of monster do you have to be to kill all those innocent children. I’m not condoning murder, those who commit this act should face harsh punishment, but if you really feel the need to kill someone then just kill them. Why do these people take out those around them as well? Especially the kids. What is this world coming to? Soon we’ll have to have metal detectors and armed guards outside every single building because otherwise people will be too afraid to go anywhere. I have my concealed pistol permit and to be honest I’m seriously considering carrying it around with me whenever I leave the house. At least that way if I get put in a situation like that I won’t end up helpless like all the other victims.
To those who’ve lost someone in a senseless massacre like the one today, my thoughts are with you.
It’s that time of year again. You know, when decent folks turn into demons in search of the best presents and deals. Because everyone knows that what this holiday is all about. Sure it got started as something religious, and yeah, there are probably still people who treat it that way for a day or two, but let’s face it, all anyone cares about are the presents.
Personally I find the whole holiday to be nothing more than a waste of time. I don’t enjoy being stampeded by anxious shoppers, or packed like a sardine whenever I go grocery shopping, or being forced to listen to hours of dreadful Christmas music. None of that is worth the gifts I may or may not receive. Especially since I don’t usually want anything anyway. About the only thing I don’t mind are the lights. I’ve always enjoyed looking at all those sparkly decorations and colorful displays, it’s one of the few things I look forward to this time of year. That and the copious amounts of hot cocoa and candy canes.
However, despite my dislike of the holiday season, I’ll still end up getting my family gifts, and graciously accept those they choose to give me, if for no other reason than it’s easier to partake in the spirit of things than to constantly fight with those who do. Besides, just because I don’t like it doesn’t mean I should ruin it for others . . . unless of course that person just ran me over to get to the last toy/electronic/gift. Those people deserve what they get.
I never planned on doing a blog, believing that what I think is safer if kept inside my own head, but I suppose I’ve gotten tired of simply ‘thinking’ everything and wanted to see if putting my thoughts down on paper (so to speak) would help me make sense of the craziness that is my mind.
I can assure you now that there will be no rhyme or reason to my posts, be that in content or when I upload something new, as my mind has a tendency to go off on random tangents every few minutes. I can, however, tell you a few things you’ll likely see from me in the future should you happen to stick around.
I’m sure I’ll talk about books I’ve read, movies I’ve seen and music I’ve listened to. I’ll probably go on and on about my new favorite anime/manga, or what I enjoyed about a local convention, or my many endeavors into the world of Cosplay. There will also be times when I’ll complain about politics, or education, or the fact that our country’s going to hell, though those will be few and far between. I also enjoy traveling, spending time with my animals, taking photos of nature, and many other random things I’ll end up mentioning at one time or another. Perhaps, in the future, I may even post snippets of my stories, both ones that are currently for sale and not, so I hope you’ll look forward to reading them.
Well, that’s all I’ve got for now.