How’s your Monday going? Good? Good. I’m glad. Sorry for stealing this baby photo, btw. I just found it in google search….kinda’ displays my current state of being. So I came here hoping to vent about #FB (which I will do momentarily!), but then I stumbled into some more bull. I don’t know if it’s just spam, or whatever, but it irritated me, nonetheless. I don’t usually read my message which I get via WordPress, ‘cuz they’re usually weirdly worded and likely computer-generated. But I read this one message and I wish I hadn’t!
“I have checked your site and i’ve found some
duplicate content, that’s why you don’t rank high in google,
but there is a tool that can help you to create 100% unique articles.”
First of all, you don’t know me! lol One thing I take pride in is being the weird person that I am! I wasn’t always this way; I used to hate being centered out for being “different”. Not now. I’m gonna’ soar with my unique traits; I’ll be like the bald eagle, with one wing, a mullet, and a ! *drawing to follow*
True Story: Grade 11. Friday’s here, and our History essay’s are due. We all scurried to put our completed papers in the plastic box thingy on Mr. Hindler’s desk. I never really liked #History much, but I did the best I could. I figured, based on my efforts and general knowledge of the subject, I’d get around a 70-75%. The following Monday, my classmate Stew Pidd, handed me MY essay…and he said “I appreciate it!”. Then he belted out in a drunken-like laugh. We BOTH lost 10% for being bloody LATE! The biggest nutcracker was yet to come, however.
That Friday, the essays were all marked, and we sat at our desks, waiting for the historic news. When he got to me, Mr. Hindler’s smile seemed to….change. He didn’t look happy, as he typically was. This weird shift in him made me reconsider my optimism with this research paper. Lacking confidence, I confidently and casually scrolled to the back page, where the grade usually was. Sometimes there were additional comments by the teacher, such as “Good Job!” or “Briliant outlook!”, or even just a big “WOW!” All of those were better than what he wrote on mine. I forget exactly, but he basically said: “Interesting paper. Oddly, your paper is very similar to Mr. Pidd’s. Did you work on your essays together? #Plagiarism is an #Academic offense…”. I I forget how he ended it; it wasn’t with a smile, I know that.
I was quite angry, but never really told Stew how mad I was. Apparently his paper had something similar written on it. I just shook my head at him. He just had that stupid smile on, but I sensed he felt a bit bad. To this day, I never told anyone, or even Mr. Hindler. It wasn’t gonna’ solve anything, and would just put me in a weird predicament with my “buddy.” Some people are just ignorant, and selfish in desperate times. I didn’t take it personally, I just am surprised he didn’t pick one of the smart GIRLS’ essays! haha Seriously. Also, why wouldn’t he change it up a bit?? Omg, dude. That’s why it bothered me getting a notification that my content is DUPLICATE! I wish there were someone else out there like me! I think we would make great #business partners! But if anyone finds THEIR material on my blog, I’ll give you $100! lol I do use photos from the #public domain, but I never said they were MINE!!
In ending, just to say that being an original is the only way to be. Although we are influenced by OTHERS, we eventually have to think for OURselves, and have out own voice. I think plagiarism is an interesting and unfortunate concept, and it’s commonly #artists who are victimized. I will never forget being accused for copying Stew’s essay. It definitely made me realize the importance of credibility, loyalty, and punctuality. Don’t be a #copycat.