Cue happy music.
Of all of the days of the week, Friday is the most hopeful day.
Doing anything on a Friday is easy. I'm always thinking in the back of my mind, "ahh, I can work hard on this today, because tomorrow? Tomorrow is Saturday."
Everyone knows Saturdays are the best days. (Sundays are great, too, but they're always oh-so busy.)
Last Saturday, I went contra-dancing. It was a blast. I have no idea how I'm going to one-up last Saturday in terms of fun.
...I'll think of something. I can assure you, it will be something not soon forgotten [inagoodway]
SO, I've decided to learn some nerdy things; lately I've been feeling much too "normal".
Ahem, here is my running list of what makes me a geek {ohhh, BAD BAD idea}:
1)I'm going to learn Java. There, I said it. So nice to get off of my chest.
I'm also learning some html stuff.
Dude, even typing about this makes me feel like I have issues. I just thought it'd be nice to know HOW to design applets and create websites. That's all.
2) I am so going to dominate on my upcoming Physics exam. Who knows? I might end up being a physics major before you know it.
Suuure.
3) I think too hard about everyday normal stuff and ask "deep" questions without thinking about the social repercussions. I'm pretty sure this can potentially make other people uncomfortable.
It might go like this:
"hey, Makenzie! I noticed you staring of into the distance, penny for your thoughts?" {DON'T EVER ask me that question if you want a normal answer... }
"Hey there! Oh, I was just considering the oddness of the eurythmics song. You know the one that goes, 'I miss you like the deserts miss the rain'?
Does the singer mean that she really misses the guy, like most people think, or does it mean that she couldn't care less about him? A desert with rain is no longer a desert, you know. So either she's saying she's glad he's gone, or she's saying that she misses him immensely. Either way, it drastically alters the meaning of the song.
Also, I was thinking about the creepiness of Taylor Swift. I mean, really, she can't seem to hold down a guy for more than a few weeks. She's too bipolar about it. If you notice in "Love Story", the song can be totally reinterpreted as being sung by a delusional stalker. I'm even thinking about blogging about that, with an analysis of her lyrics. "
"oh, ok...well, I'll be seeing ya..." *scampers off*
I don't normally do this, but recently, I slipped up. I felt like a MAJOR dweeb when someone was just being chatty, talking about school subjects, specifically, ethics, and there I went, posing a long question about the problem of post-modern thinking and ethics...can you say NERD?
...yeah, after I said it, I regretted it.
4) I like making lists. It's one of my favorite things. I'm not SUPER organized, but I usually have a good idea of what's going on, especially with the kind of note-taker/list-maker I am. (in physics, I average 6 pages a lecture...mhmm)
5) I'm a dweeb who loves music.
As long as I can remember, I've had this deep love of music. It's like I enjoy its complexities, and I analyze it as it's being played.
I love love love playing music on the piano and guitar. I like almost every genre (pop and country are debatable topics).
I even like going to classical concerts. Something about hearing an orchestra makes me happy.
6) I like documentaries. Lame, I know. But something about them interests me.
7) I'm a semi-grammar-nazi. I understand some spelling error, but agh!
lol wyen u type lik dis, i fell like annoyd lol so imho, just dont go ther.
8) I'm an honor society member. Yes.
I have been deemed "the face of the honor society" by a reputable source.
Compliment? I have no idea. I'm just going to take it as something nice.
I should disclaim this: I DO have a life and friends...and I'm not a socially awkward person, just in case you were wondering. Actually, I'm realizing that I'm more extroverted than I thought. Normally talking to me, I don't think you'd pick up on my inner nerd. At least so I've heard from other people.
I do other things to counteract my nerdiness. I rock climb, run, play guitar (it goes both ways as far as nerdiness), make jewelry, dance, eat sushi, take pictures, shop at resale boutiques, and have a love of things bohemian.
I even own a mac, thanks to saving up dough from work. [for me, buying a mac was inevitable. My name is MAK-enzie, and it's a
Haha, but I DO have a life...blogging doesn't take me that long, though the length of these posts would try to convince you otherwise.
Speaking of, I think since I've completed two months of blogging, I'm going to take some time off. I will post when the muse strikes, and it will be much more interesting, I PROMISE.
If it still isn't, well, I'm sorry. You can go away to some site that's guaranteed to be funny. Like funnyordie.com. That's an intense site. I'm afraid I would die...
Oh, and I really liked this picture.
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