So if it's on TV does it make it right?

I have a problem with a lot of our "entertainment" in today's society. Namely 2 shows to direct my frustration at right now: The Bachelor and The Bachelorette. I just do not understand why this man and woman, can "date", I believe that to be a loose term because I think a lot of it is rigged, so many people at one time. They each take one out on a date, and then turns around and takes another out, makes out with them, and drops them back off at where ever they're staying. If this was to happen in the real world, not to be confused with another show called "The Real World," they would be called what I like to say, "Floozies." I think it's a horrible way to find your spouse, and is probably why Trista is the only one that is still married... luck.

We've come so far since that day

...and I thought I loved you then.

Sorostitutes and Fratasses

I apologize for offending anyone, but then again - no, I take that back. I don't apologize. I say exactly what I feel is appropriate for the situation.

Sororities and fraternities are inevitably created for those who cannot find friends the old, traditional and conventional way. No, no...they must pay far too much money per month to be included into one of these Greek societies and buy their friendships. In this exchange of money for fake friends, they get caught up in getting drunk, having sex with everybody, hazing, and looking absolutely ridiculously cheap in their low cut dresses, and stilettos while holding their staple RED cups and cell phones in their hands. And the guys are decked out in polos, short shorts (that would otherwise make them look gay), and Costa del Mar sunglasses.

Suddenly they become better than everyone else. Sorry, but there's no way I'd want to be contributing that much money to a stupid group of college students, waste time at parties/mixers, go to weekly, inconvenient chapter meetings, and be held accountable to participate in mandatory fundraisers. How, do tell, is this fun?

Do us all a favor and don't post your drunken frat party pictures on Facebook the next morning. The same morning you are trying to find an instant cure for your massive hangover and figuring out who that stranger is lying next to you.

Dear Irrational, Overprotective Parents

Back in my day, there was no such thing as a safety net for a trampoline. If we fell, it hurt. If we fell hard enough, we broke bones. And you know what? That's ok. Kids will be kids. They're clumsy, ridiculous, and hyper - but they're only kids for such a brief period of time. Why can't they just forgo the unnecessary pads for riding your bike or roller blading, take off that ugly net from your trampoline, and screw bike helmets. We never wore or had such insane protection growing up, and I believe we all turned out fine. They're so freaking overprotected that we don't allow them to get hurt. Just stop it and let them learn from their mistakes. Our society is fostering sissys.