I just ordered my freaking Fightin' Texas Aggie Ring, and I'm stinkin' excited about it! I was schoolgirl-ishly nervous while I was waiting in the anteroom, but leaving there I felt like a million bucks (although 822 poorer than when I stepped in, which is to say at the beginning of the day, I was a rather valuable young fellow). So yeah, I now have a countdown calendar to September 19th, when I will puke my guts out in front of all my adoring followers. Goal for the next couple of months: decide what to dunk my ring in.
In other, more serious, news, I was reading the blog of one of my most adored people in the world - Matt Thiessen (lead singer, etc./brains behind Relient K), earlier this afternoon. In his blog there was an "interview" between him and one of his fans in Morocco (aka this guy sent him a cool myspace message that was all questions, and he answered it, and put the responded message on his blog), and I found myself at a crossroads of thought. In a synopsis, the message came off as witty (it's matt thiessen, i mean come on), thoughtful, and a bit sassy, as if he were trying to be funny and it came off condescending (i.e. one of the questions was about his favorite superhero and he answered "John the Baptist". Funny, but it almost sounded like "I don't read comic books - they are the devil's work. Now read Mark 12-15."). Anyway, I realize that my entire being, my core structure should not rely on how funny and approachable and relatable of a person Matt Thiessen is, especially in a blog setting (since he seemed awkward enough to be human the time that we saw him after a show), however, this is big for me to say of one of my "heroes": I felt like I disagreed with him on more than one occasion, or at least wasn't like "Wow that was the absolute perfect thing to say!", which is how I normally am. One of those things that I treat a hero like a god, which there is and should be a fine distinction between the two. Since I feel like the entire last paragraph is one big run-on sentence, I am going to press enter. Twice.
Much better. I'm going home today - so excited. This week has been a tough one, which was to be expected going into it, but needless to say I'm going to enjoy my stay at home, away from things. My mom told me that Micaela is a natural in her summer school speech class, where I fought down butterflies everyday whenever I had to stand up in front of 25 strangers and talk for at most 3 1/2 minutes (which, I must say, is better than standing up in front of 25 of your friends, which is in turn infinitely times greater than standing up in front of 25 people who you look up to or who are cooler than you). So she's a natural, which doesn't surprise me, and she apparently loves it. So hopefully I'll be hearing funny stories about nervous teens the whole weekend to get my mind off of EBSCO invoices and Dr. Beason rambling about how the world is actually cooling down (which is exactly what "the commies" don't want you to know). I wonder if he knows the Cold War has been over. Or that it ever started. This is long enough.
2 comments:
Jordan your blog is great, you're a natural! And don't you dare pretend like you don't like having your own piece of internet space.
keep it up, can't wait to read the new updates!
"Anyway, I realize that my entire being, my core structure should not rely on how funny and approachable and relatable of a person Matt Thiessen is, especially in a blog setting (since he seemed awkward enough to be human the time that we saw him after a show), however, this is big for me to say of one of my "heroes": I felt like I disagreed with him on more than one occasion, or at least wasn't like "Wow that was the absolute perfect thing to say!", which is how I normally am."
Longest sentence I've seen. Meanwhile your candidness is refreshing. I agree with "mera"-death, good stuff. Bwahahaha.
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