When people use the word “rage” outside of it’s intended meaning, I think less of them. According to the always trustworthy Dictionary.com, rage means: angry fury, violent anger. An acceptable use of it in a sentence would be, “She was filled with such rage, Brittney ran down all the pedestrians with her car.” An idiom of this word could even be used in the phrase “all the rage,” though that’s usually only accepted if you’re an AARP member. Unfortunately, some people are now using this four-letter word to mean get really drunk and party.

“Ohmygod we should totally rage this weekend.”

“I’m gonna get my rage face on and party.”

“We totally raged.”

No, you did not. You probably acted a fool and drank too many Bacardi Raspberry Coolers and ended up at Pancheros long before bar close. I can’t point to one particular reason as to why turning this noun into a horrible verb irks me, but it does. Along with it, I’d like to add overuse of the word “epic.” I blame whoever started labeling circumstances as an Epic Fail.  Not everything in your life is epic, please stop referring to it as such. I’ve known a skater/native Californian or two who legitimately refer occasionally to something great as being epic. Hey, that’s fine– it’s much different than Miss Midwest in her Pink VS sweatpants describing her slice of Mesa as epic, and then her amount of homework as epic, or, God forbid, “We raged last night and it was so epic.” The gun to head motion goes here.