C Students in Life, Giver Uppers, and Homeless People! The Triple Threat.

Let's talk about homeless people, rather: you read this. There are tons and tons of homeless people. A lot of them try to sell you random stuff like hand-made paintings, I mean some of them have kind of cool stuff, but a lot of them are just homeless people. They're always there, and so many of them are harassing people for cash or something. A part of me feels bad for them, but at the same time, if you're going to spend your entire day harassing people, why not switch it to doing something productive. And I can't, obviously, hate these people because there are some that really did just fall on hard-times or they got into drugs and it just tore their life apart. And I got through these phases in life where I just want to help everyone, but there are also times where I just think "forget it." What in my mind defines a person? It's not just their successes, it's not just their life, but rather how they have bounced back from when life $#!^ on them. It bothers me, and I want to move on from homeless people. Homeless people are homeless people.

When you, in your life, hit a hard patch -what do you do? Do you give up? Because then your that kind of person. Do you persevere? Then your that kind of person. Or do you just wade through it? You know, it's still there. You're that kind of person. Those are the kind of people that are in the world. And life does that to you a lot. Life dumps on you a lot. I've had to bounce back so many times. Many a times, I didn't really bounce back. I was just bottom feeding. I was wading through life. And that's the thing - I'm not better than anyone. Most of my successes were because I kept trying even though I was failing half the time. You just have to keep trying. I realize that I can fail every now and again, that I can make mistakes. I just try not to make a habit of it. I don't just give up because that's the kind of person I am. A lot of the things and the way I am is because I see things that I do not like. I share how I share because I see all these two-faced liars. That just lie straight to peoples' faces about who they are because they feel bad about it, or they know people will look down upon them. So I try to stay as honest as possible and I try to work as hard as possible. I've been around people who are just so, so, so lazy, and I always think if I'm that person then someone's going to feel that way about me.

We have opportunities that we may not get again, so let's do everything we can. Let's have fun, try new things, let's take the chance while we can. Internet people are not special, we're not complicated. We're everyone. You know? Use your chances. It's like that Eminem song that wasn't about killing and raping his wife. The one about achieving your dreams.

When people complain about anything in life, just remember the world is filled with C students. Now, there is no reason to be offended, and no, it's not an elitist comment of academic grades not meaning anything. What I mean is C students in life. The people that can, but don't. Not the people that bust their backs and they get a C. You busted your ass on a test, and got a C. Maybe you're not a good test taker, I don't know. But when you half-ass your way to mediocrity - I can't respect that. At all. At all, at all.

I hope this doesn't come off as "Cameron hates homeless people." I don't hate homeless people, I just love people who bounce back. Yeah, be that person.

I plan to blog again. Somewhere soon, and stuff. Also, I'd love to know what you guys think about this. I'd like to know what your most interested about in all this is.

"Love Yourself Even Though You Suck at Life"

A lot of what we try and do is emotion based. Most of the good stuff in my life is, literally, because I was desperate or because I was angry. All the good stuff in my life is essentially from being an angry person. For me, a lot of the stuff has been trying to be all about "the good stuff." You know, like, I'm wanting to change my life, a little, because of all the nay-sayers. People say, "You can't do it." You just say, "Forget you, yes I can." And yeah, that helps a lot but at the end of the day, everything can't be simply because of something negative. It has to also be something that makes you feel good, and that while you're doing it, you think that it's worth it. I'm trying to mature essentially. Yeah, you know? Things, stuff, words, whatever.

The main thing I want to stress is something that I'm trying to learn myself. Everything in your life doesn't have to be because people picked on you or blah, blah, blah. It's also because you love yourself. Love yourself. It's a hard thing. I still don't love myself. I constantly feel like my "success" is unwarranted. I don't feel like I deserve a lot of the good things in my life. I'm not the best person. It's a weird self-guilt.

If you've heard Bo Burnham's new song "Art is Dead," it just hits me exactly where my mind is. It's this weird feeling of guilt, and I know that I have to get past it because I know that I haven't worked hard for my "success." I mean, I work hard to avoid failures or limit those failures.

I guess the main thing, if you really want to cut to the chase the thing I'm trying to say is: Love yourself because you deserve it even if other people don't see it.

Re-Introduction

Hi (hey!)

So I've wanted to write for a while now, and I thought what better way to write than to let other people know what I think. Dangerous, I know, but doesn't it just sound so exciting to be exposed! To, you know, let people know the inner clockwork that is my mind?

Now, I know what you're thinking. "Cameron, what on Earth could possibly interest you enough to write?" And to that I say... I don't know. I plan on having this just be about anything that matters to me on a specific day. With that, let's get going!

I read an article earlier today about the gay teenager that killed himself over the whole webcam exposer thing. I saw a response that said:

"Today, 10000 kids died from hunger. Do I care about this drama? 1 death - tragic drama. 10000 deaths - statistics. Long live humanity." 

And yes, that is absolutely correct. That is how people perceive the death of one person versus a tragedy of 10000+ people. Now, the reason being is it's a lot easier to put yourself in the shoes of one person. Another (fairly) recent example would be Greg Giraldo the 44 comedian died of an overdose of prescription drugs. Hearing the story of one man, I can instantly imagine, somewhat, what it would be like to be that person. People who have experienced it can sympathize, but I instantly see Greg as a person that was too smart for his own good. And I understand it, I get it.

And I think about the gay college kid that ended his life because he had zero privacy, and, again, I sympathize. Not because I can relate to being in the closet, despite what some of you may think. But I understand what it's like to be out there, and even being out there I like my secrets. I like having something to myself. I know that might sound silly because that would be like Michael Moore talking about how ridiculous it is that people are obese.

I'm part of that situation. I'm a self-involved, self-important person. But I feel like being part of it allows me to say, "Yes, that is correct person on the internet. Privacy in the United States does not exist." Now, for the most part, it is a self-inflicted problem. I'm part of the "look at me!" generation. "Hit me up on twitter!"

I went to school with a bunch of people who never really paid attention to me except for the kids that huddled around, you know, during lunch time, and played Magic the Gathering. Who would also say that I, "wasn't tapping the card correctly" and would "uber pwn me with their white deck." So I group up wishing that in someway I would be important to someone else because maybe it would make me real. And it's still something I can't fully get my mind around. It bothers me.

It bothers me that George Lopez, as of recently, is getting a divorce from his wife of 17 years. It bothers me even more that George Lopez got a kidney transplant from his future ex-wife. That saved his life. And I can look at that situation and go, "Wow! How would I act in that situation?" Would I have giant George Lopez balls to divorce the woman that saved my life?

Now I feel that half the reason people watch the news, the shows, or anything is because they want to feel something, they want to learn something, they want to relate or hate something. And as a generation, that's who we are. A majority of us are over-sharers that do so because we want to feel something. It boggles my mind that there is such a thing as "auto-facebooking your foursquare-twitter." Yeah, that's a real thing. 

What's sad is that with the stories that we see is despite all that we share, very rarely do we come closer to someone or something else that is shouting out into the wind to the world will once again reinforce that you don't matter. Until you realize that it doesn't matter what anyone else is doing, as long as you are you.

So I think the main moral of all these stories is that George Lopez is a terrible human being who has never really been funny. OR life sometimes makes you wonder would you rather be the one tragic death or one of the ten-thousand. Because in life and death, you're usually one of the two and both have their perks and their downsides.