Another Thursday, another day home by 8:00pm.
So I recently (a.k.a. today) stumbled across a former classmate’s blog and basically stalked the site (a.k.a. read the entries) until I could retrieve any possible sort of useful, gossipy information from it…which only took about 10 minutes, because this person really only likes to focus on talking about really boring things and then (to me) brag about all the important things s/he’s been doing, which honestly, focus on really boring things to do.
At first, I was really annoyed, because this person’s site just made me realize how little I’ve accomplished, how little I’ve put my 4-year college education to use, and how lame it was that I kinda spent the morning reading about Britney’s hospitalization at UCLA instead of focusing on tonight’s debates, reading about the violence in Kenya and furthering all 16 of my potential careers (TV, writing, cheese-making, and so forth).
I mean, look at me (this site). I couldn’t even write up full entries today. I just put up a stupid YouTube video about someone playing Rock Band on Easy (hahaha, it still cracks me up), while this former classmate is talking about PUBLISHING ARTICLES.
WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE!??? WHY AM I FAILING?
It’s like every time Andy sends me links to Annie Choi, an Asian American writer/blogger who apparently cracks him up because I hate reading that site because it just reminds me that a) someone is funnier than me and she’s also an Asian girl and b) she’s already written a book WTF WHY CAN’T I?
But then, slowly, I realized…it’s okay. I don’t even know who this Annie girl is, but at least I have a unique name so when you search me on Facebook or msypace, only MY profile comes up.
And hey, I’m interesting. I have a wide variety of interests that aren’t limited to pretentious music tastes or boring news articles. It’s okay to laugh at a lame YouTube video or especially that Lemur one below with the THX soundtrack (HAHAHA Lemurs are the new squirrels.) and it’s okay to focus on the superficial things like, telling your co-worker what tea-bagging REALLY means when someone says their girlfriend doesn’t like it, and they’re not talking about making a hot drink.
I may not really know what’s going on in the important world, but I know that I could tell you if you gave me 2 seconds to google it. And I read, and I like good music, and I can make a killer 3-bean veggie chili, I read a shit load of books, and I have nice hair. I may not have the smarts and you won’t see me written up in BAM anytime soon, but goddammit, I can make some solid good conversation.
Right? Right. I still rule.
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