365 Days.

There are 365.25 days in a year, no matter what year it is.
That being said, why is it that two years' difference in age between two people goes from trivial to massive once the older of the two graduates from highschool?
My mother had a panic-attack because I was supposed to go on a date with a 19 year-old boy. I'm 17. She had no objections last year when I spoke of a senior that I'd been hanging out with. So why now? What makes the big difference?
Her only argument is that he's graduated from highschool. So the question becomes, what is it about a diploma that makes someone so incredibly mature that a mother needs to worry about it? There is no valid argument to this. None I've been presented with, anyway.
My sister dated a senior. While the relationship only lasted six days, my sister is a freshman and my mother had zero objection to this. Granted, the situation was a little different because she'd known the senior through me prior to their dating, but do you see my point?
There's some ridiculous idea that a highschool diploma is truly the difference between a child and an adult. Why? It's insanity. I can't wrap my mind around it, and it makes me angry.

Just Talk.

I know, it's a topic that most people are like, really, you're gonna sit here and whine about your relationship? but that's not all this is going to be about.

Anyone who knows me will be aware of who ended up being the inspiration of this post, but once again, that's really not all this is going to be about.

Miscommunication, lack of communication, misinterpretation. All of which can send any relationship, whether that be a friendship, romantic relationship, or professional one, down a rocky road.

How many times have you heard some ludicrous rumor about someone? You'll figure it probably wasn't true to begin with, but a lot of the time such things can start with a misinterpretation of an actual event. Sarcasm is something nearly everyone understands and uses on such a basis that they don't even really realize it. But I've witnessed and experienced sarcasm taken the wrong way. However, generally such a misinterpretation can be easily explained and the problem is resolved. Through communication. Miscommunicating and misinterpreting something are essentially the same thing.

I've been in relationships that have gone through hell and back because of a lack of communication. If there are all these ways to communicate with people, via call, text, skype, or social network, why should there be a problem with speaking to someone on a regular basis? Yes, people have busy lives and grow distant from time to time. That's just life. But if you truly care about someone and you want to pursue the current relationship, why don't you talk? The fights I have with my own boyfriend all come from the same source: a lack of communication. My point is that there shouldn't be a lack of communication in any relationship. It's understandable if one just needs some breathing room, but even in that scenario, you should tell that person that you want a temporary break and explain that it's honestly nothing personal, it's just that you need personal time to yourself. Any rational person would understand. Any healthy relationship consists of two mentally stable people that communicate in friendly terms on a regular basis. It's really that simple.

So why do people have these issues?

Honestly,

This assignment is probably the hardest thing I've ever had to do, as far as thinking of a topic. I don't play sports. I play videogames and hang out with friends. Legitimately everyone does that and I refuse to write an entire essay about Gears of War 3. It's not happening, Denk.
EDIT:
Since the rough draft is due in like,two days and i don't really have any time to think about a topic, I'm legitimately writing this project about why no events of my life appeal to others. My grade might suffer but I can't think of a topic and my mother will slaughter me if I take a zero.

Article.

The GOP: It's a white thing:
Honestly, this just makes me mad. I have no care for politics. I never have, and if I did care, I'd probably be a Democrat. I just figure that because both of my parents are Democrats, anyway. I really know nothing about it, save for miniscule information I've learned in American Government.
Anyway, to make my point, I don't really lean towards the grand old party by any means, but this article is absurd. It's implying that the Republican party as a whole is rascist.

"I believe that racial demographics will play a crucial role in the presidential election"

Why is it that in this time and age, every little thing in the professional world falls back on race? Not everything is about what nationalities you are. When an African American is ridiculed, that doesn't mean those ridiculing him or her are rascist. It doesn't mean that they're exactly the greatest people in the world, but it doesn't necessarily mean that they are rascist. The same kids can make fun of an Irish person. Does that make them rascist? No, it doesn't.

Back to my main point, in the article, it refers to a NASCAR crowd booing President Obama's wife. Does that select crowd represent the Republican party as a whole? It does not. Those people do not by any means represent that "nasty old party."

The Paper

If you ask me, I would suggest not reading the paper. Once you hear my argument, you'll probably agree with me.
The only form of news that I ever actually listen/watch avidly is Twitter, and The Morning Freak Show on 96.1 Kiss. If you consider either of those really news.
In my opinion, ignorance is bliss. How many times have you heard of a person reading some article or watching the news and hearing about some story that is nothing but heartbreaking? I didn't follow the Casey Anthony Trial. I don't care about Occupy Wall Street. I'm seventeen years old and I plan on being as ignorant to the world around me as I possibly can.

Vent it out.

So it snowed. And for whatever reason Desanti decided not to give a two hour delay today. Which i don't even understand. This morning was the biggest cluster, trying to get into school ever. I mean, jesus, some people couldn't even make it out of their driveway this morning. There was virgin snow on my street this morning. Good god. A delay was necessary. West A is just lucky that nobody got hurt this morning in an attempt to get here.
So off of that and onto a new topic, my sister hacked onto my facebook and added my mother. which is not okay. I'd been putting off adding her for months and had no intention of ever actually adding her but my sister did it. She also added herself so I kept my mom and deleted my sister, because that's not okay. But seriously, my mother flipped out when she saw what I had been "hiding" from her. Which was really nothing more than curse words. Honestly. And she freaked out and acted as if I'd been shooting up heroin and there were pictures of it all over my facebook. Good god. Yet she wonders why I don't want to add her?
Not only that, but I refuse to add any family members besides her. (since if I deleted her now, she's rip my throat out) Specifically her side of the family, because they insist on commenting on every status, every picture, and freaking out every time I say shit piss or damn. No, not the f bomb, but the tiny stuff that no one else even really notices.
The adults in my life need to grasp reality. I am seventeen years old. This is how I speak to my friends when you're not around. Things have changed. I swear to god my Nana is under the impression that guys are still supposed to take their hats off when a girl enters the room and that a girl should constantly act like a "lady". No. You're wrong. Shut up.

My Fluffy Cat!

I seriously think that my cat might be insane. First of all, she's cross-eyed. And she runs around constantly attacking every object at my dad's house that moves even slightly. But she's legitimately the fluffiest, softest cat I've ever pet in my whole life. I named her Google because of her eyes. It was a lot worse when she was a kitten, but they still go crossed when she goes bat-shit crazy and runs around my house at top speed just to pounce on my dog who's minding his own business. Don't even get me started on what she does when I'm trying to sleep. First of all, she'll lay on my chest/back, depending on whether I'm sleeping on my back or stomach. Then, every time I move my feet, she pounces on them. On top of that, my door doesn't have a doorknob, so it just swings open and closed, and every time i close it, she'll open it to get in or out on her own, and it's not like she can close it.
Has anyone else ever experienced this one? Cleaning out the litterbox, and it's all nice and clean once your done, and as soon as you finish, your cat walks up and immediately has to shit. I'm convinced that she does it intentionally.