Category: Emotions

So-Called Baby Brain

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I am SOOO glad I don’t have kids, just for the fact that I don’t ever wanna be one of the women that
enjoys things like that lol

Yes…that is a quote said by ME lol. And don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I don’t EVER want to have children and a family of my own, or that I hate children or..I don’t know, whatever other negative connotation you could have possibly gotten from that comment. Ok, lets pause for 10 seconds, and I’ll give you a brief background so you’ll get where I’m coming from…

1. I don’t have that many female friends, on account of the fact that I find most women I encounter to be (more…)

Stagnancy, Overcome

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Welcome to the new and improved Classic Ruby!!…what?…you mean, nothings changed at all? NOTHING?? Damn…well…I guess that first sentence is kinda misleading then lol. But, really, perhaps something HAS changed. Maybe I have. For a long time, I’ve tried desperately to relaunch this blog, and quite frankly the only reason I haven’t is because I couldn’t come up with one damned interesting thing to write about. Sure, lots has gone on in the world…Anyone hear the rumour that Osama is dead?…but really…who cares? Yesterday’s news is kinda like sliced bread: it was phenomenal when it was first brought to light, but now (more…)

Back To School, Kiddies!

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For parents, it’s officially the most wonderful time of the year. Children have returned to school and all the burdens of them running wild, extra tons of food and snacks, late nights, sleep overs, and the relentless burden of “I’m bored! Give me something to DO!” are now officially over. For the next few weeks there will be a collective “whoosh” ringing about the town as parents breathe a collective sigh of relief when they walk into their homes and find out that for the first time since the beginning of the summer vacation their house isn’t torn to shreds. And for those who have teenagers, they can now breathe easier (slightly) knowing that their children’s exploits are now at least vaguely curtailed by (more…)

Victim Mentality

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Victim mentality: it’s always someone else’s fault. I was watching Intervention last night when a concerned family member of an addict said this. It struck me as deeply insightful and terribly moving. Not because I’ve never heard the general thought or idea before. I mean, as a psych major we talk about things like Learned Helplessness and self-empowerment all the time. I have, on more than one occasion, reminded a friend that the whole world isn’t against them, and that if they choose to see the world as a universal whole that is always conspiring to screw them over then that is exactly what they’ll find. But I don’t know…I guess maybe it’s the person and the situation that this was spoken about that really made the difference.

Let me explain. You see, the addict this was said about is (more…)

Fake Cancer? Can Anyone Say “Dirt-Bag”?

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I have been hearing about this girl over the past week I was away, and although she makes me sick I keep perusing the reports. Mostly because I just want to know why. Why on earth did you do this, how could you? I still have yet to find that answer (and don’t suppose I’ll find a decent one ever, after all, what answer is there that would satisfy anyone?) but I did stumble across this article. Check it out and then you can read my personal response to it.

News: Should we have sympathy for the girl who faked cancer?

Hundreds of charitable people have been duped into donating money to a woman who allegedly faked a cancer diagnosis—but some people on Facebook are saying she should be forgiven. (more…)

Self Confidence

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Your pathetic attempt at appearing self-assured is a waste of time. Not only is it not working, but nobody really cares. Try being authentic for a change. Try ACTUALLY believing in yourself for once. Spend more time loving you instead of pretending you’re loveable.

The thing about self confidence is, if you don’t have it, no matter how hard you try you just can’t fake it. Sure, you can pretend to be the self confident diva or dude, walk around with your head up, shoulders back and attempt to radiate “I believe in ME” vibes. But more often than not your false confidence will come off as cocky at best. Or lame, like you’re trying waaaayyyy too hard. At worst you come off as (more…)

My Fault… I’m Female

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Ever have the feeling that you’re apologizing for the gender you were born? Ever have the feeling that if only you were graced with a different gender then you’d be taken more seriously? Well don’t worry, you’re not alone. Not only can I tell you that, personally I have that feeling damn near every day, but millions of people worldwide do as well. And now there’s a blog that lets you vent your frustrations on being deemed just a “woman” as though it’s something you need to apologize about, as well as read other people’s accounts of their “My Fault, I’m Female, aka MFIF” stories. Check it out, at http://myfaultimfemale.wordpress.com/ Even if you’re of the male persuasion, I highly recommend you read some of these stories. If anything, you’ll realize that, even if you’re well enlightened and currently live in the 21st century where women are equals and anything you can do they can do just as well (hey, if not better :-p), there are many, MANY people who aren’t. And I’m not just talking about the clearly blatant (more…)

The Misunderstanding: Part 2

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Finally, part two has arrived. Sorry for the week long delay, but I hope it ends up being well worth the wait! Enjoy! If you missed part one, you can catch it here.

The food court comes into view. In fact, I realize I’m a lot closer than I had noticed. Too close. I cant get the thoughts out of my mind. Forget the strip club. That wasn’t the biggest problem, the biggest lie, the biggest betrayal. I think about this for what seems an eternity, although I don’t seem to get much closer to the food court. I can’t, I suddenly realize. I cant let her know, Ive just got to stop. I’ll stop everything. If she gives me a chance, I’ll be true to her. I make the vow to myself silently, but I know I mean it.

At least I think I do. It’s hard to determine what thoughts cross your mind because you mean them, and what thoughts only occur to you because you’re (more…)

The Misunderstanding: Part 1

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That’s right guys and dolls, it’s time for another exhilirating Classic Ruby original short story…or at least the first part of one. I hope you enjoy this one! Let me know what you think guys….and here it goes!!!!

The Misunderstanding
A Classic Ruby Original

The noise in the mall begins to choke me, and for a moment I am tempted to turn around and leave. But there is already a small crowd forming behind me, and I can hear an impatient voice yell out hey buddy, get movin! which I know is directed at me. Tentatively, I take a few steps into the mall and almost collapse with relief when my existence doesnt immediately end, all the matter that composes my body continuously folding inward on itself until not even a speck remains. The sights and sounds assault my senses, but I propel myself into the masses anyway, feeling like a sheep being herded into the slaughterhouse surrounded by their fellow ignorant peers. I cant believe I’ve agreed to this, and I want to call it all off, say Ive come down with something, but the noise, the noise, the noise, shed hear it and then shed know I was lying.

Besides, Im already on my way, theres no turning back now. I begin to run through what Im going to say to her. Do I tell her Im sorry right away? Do I wait for her to ream me out? Do I justify myself, tell her that I want to go to counseling? My God, so many decisions so little time. I find myself in front of (more…)

Pizza Pizza Sucks Donkey Bum…There, I Said It

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Today, Pizza Pizza really proved to me why I’ve always considered them to pizza as you would Rabba to a grocery store…it’s got the basics, but if you’re looking for something less than mild disappointment, you better go find yourself at your local Supermarket. In fact, if it wasn’t for their creamy garlic dipping sauce, I would probably just put Pizza Pizza on my list of things not to do (I’m allergic to eggs, and their dipping sauce happens to be the only garlic dipping sauce that doesn’t have my little death ingredient in it…*sigh*).  What I should have done to save stomach (nope, still have zero answers or relief concerning my stomach issues…yaayyy me!) and money and to have not been imaginarily kicking myself in the ass for 25 minutes while I sat on hold with customer service while they figured out how to do their job was to just order from Swiss Chalet. I don’t know WHAT my major malfunction was today, but I was dying for some (more…)