So I got a laptop, but what does this mean for yours truly? Well, I'll tell you how it's changed things thus far.
1. I spend an inordinate amount of time on "the book." So much time that I've started referring to it as "the book" (as you can see from my previous sentence). On the surface this is not a bad thing. However, I now know far more about people than I'd like to. I know that **Sarah and Tom are in a relationship, and **Mary found a new book to read during her free time. I know who went out and drank this weekend and who has the worst hangover. I know which of my friends got new jobs, promotions at old jobs, and laid off from the Dollar Store. I know who's engaged and who...well isn't. I've discovered many new friends, and I've become reunited with friends from elementary school. I've looked at most of your pictures, and I've definitely seen all of his.
As I type this I'm thinking...who else in this world spends....wastes hours of their life surfing "the book?" How many people know all these things about me? Who came up with the idea of publishing information of people on the Internet?
All of this thinking leads me to a conclusion. People are entertained by regular people. We don't really need actors and actresses. Don't get me wrong, they're nice, but think about the most watched TV shows out there: American Idol, The Amazing Race, So You Think You Can Dance...and a host of other reality TV shows. These shows are all about regular people (for the most part) like you and me. This is why we spend hours playing on Facebook. It isn't the Farmville or Mafia applications. We're just entertained by looking through dozens of embarrassing pictures of people we see every day. Facebook is the reality TV show of the Internet.
2. Youtube.com
Along with "the book" I spend a lot of time Youtube-ing ridiculous videos that people have told me about. I've seen amazing videos of children singing songs, funny cartoon animations that get annoying after the first 2 hits, and a plethora of embarrassing moments you could see on any episode of America's Funniest Home Videos. (Side note, no host of that show has ever come close to the glory and magnificence of Bob Sagat)
3. I spend all of my time at work on a computer. The last thing I want to do is come home and immediately get back on the computer. However, I find that owning a laptop is my scapegoat. It's like I'm cheating the system because it's portable. In reality it's the same, but the allure of being online in bed is just too much for me to avoid.
4. I refuse to stop calling it "the book."
So all in all I would say that owning this laptop has been a positive addition to my life. Sure it rules all my free time, and is turning me into an anti-social monster who reads her email and checks facebook updates every 5 minutes. I'd like to call it being well informed.
**Names and status' have been changed to protect the identity of Facebook users.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
"I love to hear you whispering softly that you love me too."
Where to begin........
Ah yes, we'll begin with a cliche opening and turn to the dictionary.
flake n : a markedly eccentric person : ODDBALL
This is not exactly the definition I wanted...but now that I see it maybe it's a good thing as it's changed my mind on my subject.
Not that I would've said any names.
I'm amazed at people sometimes. Amazed. Occasionally I have to just stand in awe and applaud the moronic impudence of our race. The close-mindedness; the self-centered, self-loathing, self-deprecating mess of the human entity. The collective, inimitable mass that is humanity.
And yet...
There's that glimmer. There are those people that just radiate. I'm not talking about dirty, smelly people. The kind of radiate you want to be around. Those people that draw others to them, and leave the lucky few who get to know them feeling brighter and happier than before.
Why can't we all be like these people?
I, myself, am guilty of being part of that disgusting pile of poor personality putrescence mentioned above. Alliteration aside though, what can I do; what can WE do to become one of those people?
I see a few of them at church and a couple at work. Sometimes they're my servers at restaurants, and I've noticed them on rare occasion just walking down the street. They all have that smile. That smile that says, "I know I'm beautiful, but I use my beauty to make the world a better place." (Usually accompanied by stunning white teeth that probably cost thousands of dollars in orthodontics as pups.) They always have that effortless charm. They don't need to be center of attention when they're in a room, but by choice of their company are usually put in that position. Once all eyes are on them the rest of the room melts away. They always have the best stories and tell the funniest jokes. You know exactly who I'm talking about. It could be a class mate, a co-worker, a relative, or even your significant other (if this is the case hang on to them).
What makes these people this way?
Is it just an innate sense of confidence, perhaps passed down through the gene pool from great uncle Thomas who was once a Broadway performer?
Have they gone through some special boot camp or training program for how to be successful at existing no doubt run by some terrifying Fraulein who by the end of the day has traces of a 5 o'clock shadow?
Maybe it was a dare issued back in Junior High that went something like, "Kristina, I dare you to be sensational for the rest of your life."
What is it that makes these people desirable above all people!?
And if it's contagious how long do I have to spend time alone with them before I catch it?
Maybe if I work hard enough I can become one of those people. Then again, maybe it doesn't take work, maybe it just happens. Yet again, maybe it's only a chosen few people that have this gift, and I will be forever sans said gift because I was foreordained to be surly.
Whatever it is...I think if we had more of those people in this world things would run a lot more smoothly...also if there was even just one more David Hasselhoff...
Ah yes, we'll begin with a cliche opening and turn to the dictionary.
flake n : a markedly eccentric person : ODDBALL
This is not exactly the definition I wanted...but now that I see it maybe it's a good thing as it's changed my mind on my subject.
Not that I would've said any names.
I'm amazed at people sometimes. Amazed. Occasionally I have to just stand in awe and applaud the moronic impudence of our race. The close-mindedness; the self-centered, self-loathing, self-deprecating mess of the human entity. The collective, inimitable mass that is humanity.
And yet...
There's that glimmer. There are those people that just radiate. I'm not talking about dirty, smelly people. The kind of radiate you want to be around. Those people that draw others to them, and leave the lucky few who get to know them feeling brighter and happier than before.
Why can't we all be like these people?
I, myself, am guilty of being part of that disgusting pile of poor personality putrescence mentioned above. Alliteration aside though, what can I do; what can WE do to become one of those people?
I see a few of them at church and a couple at work. Sometimes they're my servers at restaurants, and I've noticed them on rare occasion just walking down the street. They all have that smile. That smile that says, "I know I'm beautiful, but I use my beauty to make the world a better place." (Usually accompanied by stunning white teeth that probably cost thousands of dollars in orthodontics as pups.) They always have that effortless charm. They don't need to be center of attention when they're in a room, but by choice of their company are usually put in that position. Once all eyes are on them the rest of the room melts away. They always have the best stories and tell the funniest jokes. You know exactly who I'm talking about. It could be a class mate, a co-worker, a relative, or even your significant other (if this is the case hang on to them).
What makes these people this way?
Is it just an innate sense of confidence, perhaps passed down through the gene pool from great uncle Thomas who was once a Broadway performer?
Have they gone through some special boot camp or training program for how to be successful at existing no doubt run by some terrifying Fraulein who by the end of the day has traces of a 5 o'clock shadow?
Maybe it was a dare issued back in Junior High that went something like, "Kristina, I dare you to be sensational for the rest of your life."
What is it that makes these people desirable above all people!?
And if it's contagious how long do I have to spend time alone with them before I catch it?
Maybe if I work hard enough I can become one of those people. Then again, maybe it doesn't take work, maybe it just happens. Yet again, maybe it's only a chosen few people that have this gift, and I will be forever sans said gift because I was foreordained to be surly.
Whatever it is...I think if we had more of those people in this world things would run a lot more smoothly...also if there was even just one more David Hasselhoff...
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