I have been procrastinating on writing my speech for my sister’s wedding. As her maid of honor , and only person in her wedding party…Yes, that is right I am the party!
Back to my speech procrastinating… My dad has had his speech written for weeks. And as my mother lovingly threatened that she wants to hear this speech before I tell everyone at the reception that me and my sister like to watch Maury Povich’s “Baby Daddy” episodes, talk with Jennifer Lopez accent when we want to make fun of each other, and enjoy wrapping our hair around our face to pretend to have a mustache… but then again who doesn’t do that stuff?
Last night I was stressing about the words I would say to wish my sister well. And then as I started to write them my mother told me this golden nugget:
“Remember not every one gets your humor.”
I just would like to say that the time for weird girls is upon us. Actually, it’s also cool for the gents too… I mean Tina Fey, Gonzo the Muppet, Amy Poehler, Jimmy Fallon, Zooey Deschanel, Margaret Thatcher… The world is crazy for those goobers.
I have gone on for 23 years of my life being called eccentric, weird, and comical (at least the things people say to me).
But I’ve never been affirmed into any such group or click.
In the last week 2 people have labeled me…. And I find it fascinating. I mean to a label-less person… I feel like I moderately know how I am percieved by the general public.
I was first called an indie kid.
which is cool, because i do like indie things… they are nice:
and then I was called bohemian… and i was told that i reminded people of fruit… which is also nice.
I like fruit… so long as it is not in a corcnocopia.
I don’t really know what this label means but I have an opinion.
I feel very scared about being easily grouped.
but I would like to know from people who really know me? Am I these things? Is this what my alternative rock, brown hair and bangs, and black plastic glasses have lead to? Am I so easily labeled? Do I remind you of fruit? Is that the reason I want a sweater vest?
The first time I saw this trailer. I initially thought, “Summer is evil”. How can she do this to poor Joseph Gordon-Levitt. He’s the small lad from “10 things I hate about you” who “Pined and Perished” for Bianca Stratford.
And then I realized I can totally relate to Summer. Things do happen and then you should cut your losses and go on. We are young, and I am not a marm. If things suck, staying will only make things worse. And I know I may regret saying this someday, but screw it. That is how I feel right now.
And a story about love seems better than a love story.
Also I love how they filmed in LA and didn’t make it a joke. I actually do love Los Angeles and once you get off of Hollywood Blvd. we are real people. We have bikes, and dogs, and 78% of us even have souls. Just like the rest of the world. We may not have the most structurally lush skyline like most major cities, but we have our funky good times.
And we have awesome food, music, and vintage clothing stores.
Also this made me laugh because it sounds like Jimmy and I talking… this is what we talk about. Just in case you ever wondered.