So I need to vent. And I figured I would do this here, because my friends read this (even though they don’t comment very often *coughs*), and everyone likes to vent to their friends.
I know a lot of people judge people that work in my industry. They think we’re all caught up in the Hollywood thing. They think that we’re just superficial, because we deal with people who indeed are superficial. But you can’t count me in that group, and people that don’t know me love to imply that. I honestly think they’re just intimidated by me, because anyone with real depth, who knows me in the least, knows that about me. It’s about the art, the ability to convey feelings, emotions, or concepts via a medium that is able to reach people. I love that movies and television can do that, they can provide with you with an escape, take you to a world you would never be able to visit, and they can make you feel things. They affect people. That’s what intrigues me so. With music, you’re able to associate songs with various periods of your life, with places you’ve visited, and even with the people you love or have loved. It becomes the soundtrack to your life. Photography lets you capture a moment, freeze it forever, so that when you look back on it, you’re reminded of that moment however joyful or painful it may be. It’s all art. And that’s what life is about to me. Art. Without it, life would be boring and utterly pointless. It’s the beauty in a world that would otherwise be filled with ugliness.
So with that being said. Those people, who for some reason, love to hate me… Let them. I don’t care. Let them go about their childlike games of drama, so that they can feel like they’re in control. Let them say whatever they need to say, because they feel threatened by me… like I’m some sort of social competition. And while they’re busy trying to make sure that all eyes are on them, I’ll be here, smiling and enjoying a life that is healthy and drama free. A life that is beautiful and filled with art, an awesome career, love, and amazing friends who understand me and always have my back, just as I do with them.
And one day, when these Emma-haters grow up (if that ever happens), they’ll realize that they spent a good portion of their life being fake and terrified that people would call them on it. Well, I’m calling these people on it now. I know it, and so do you. There’s absolutely no reason why you can’t stop doing it. Be nice to people, listen to the wise words from the movie Bambi (if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say it), and stop trying to convince the world that you’re some person that you’re not. If you can’t be yourself and people accept you for it, then they’re really not worth your time anyways are they?
I just don’t do the petty girl competition thing, and I feel sorry for those of you that do. So you guys can play that game by yourself. Spread lies; make fun of me, whatever you need to do to make yourself feel like a cooler person. Personally, I don’t get it, but hey, whatever floats your made for one, lacking in human decency, joke of a boat.
So in closing, you know who you are… I go out of my way to be nice to everyone, to be there for everyone, and I try to make everyone smile. Yes, oh god, I’m such a horrible person. I probably would have been your friend too if you had taken the chance to get actually get to know me instead of automatically trying to sabotage a friendship that has lasted a lot longer than either one of us even knew of you. It’s not going to work, and I’m pretty sure at this point you’ve played your last card.
I should have called you on this earlier, but your latest actions have just tipped the crazy boat. I hope you’re happy with yourself.
