I have really gotten into this “I think I am funny by being ironic and down-to-earth at the same time” thing. I have been obsessing over Mindy Kaling for the last few weeks and I think it has really furthered my writing and thinking career. Everything I say or will say, is of course completely biased and all in my brain. I don’t actually carry myself with this new attitude of “I’m hilarious and a writing genuis,” because I am as far from that as the sun is from pluto…(oh wait, that doesn’t exist anymore or something). Reading her book made me respond with, “Yes!! I think the same thing!!” about multiple opinions/topics she discussed. It was like she finally described in words so many things I thought but could never explain or some next level relatable coincidence. Firstly, I absolutely adored her sucky apartment in Brooklyn and the life she started out in New York City, because that IS what I want and I would rather go and fail MISERABLY than not go at all. Props to you, sister Mindy. One other thing I loved that she touched on, was the part about relationships which she said something to the extent of “I know, I know, another adult woman talking about relationship crap”…(I paraphrased)…but she said she wanted someone who will be committed and that means to a house, career, car payment, buying their own groceries, etc. Not necessarily to the romantic love. But yes, that is also very important. She also said she wanted it to be like her parents in that they are “pals” and can sit there and eat a milk shake and watch a show together and it doesn’t always have to be this romantic comedy. Just someone you can talk to for hours normally is what is important. I completely agree. I see my grandparents after 50+ years and I know what makes them stay together…their genuine love to be around each other. They can talk and watch The Housewives of Orange County together and be perfectly happy. That my friends, is amazing love in which Mindy touched on PERFECTLY. The last thing I loved from her book that I will discuss (because I loved every inch of it) was the small inclusion of how slowly dudes put on their shoes. THIS IS SO TRUE and I am SO HAPPY she wrote about it. It’s like “come on man hurry upppppppppppp!”
To transition to my own life…I want to be able to sit down and write a book and include the insane things and have someone respond with “yes! so true!!” That is a goal of mine. Maybe I will fulfill it or maybe not! I won’t lose sleep over it though, thats for sure. So, I have been chatting with a guy friend basically everyday and we have awesome conversations (see a past post introducing this friend). I am usually laughing at every text and our rapport aids me in awesome comebacks and witty tweets (so I believe). But I think I literally tell him everything and it makes me laugh because there are a lot of interesting things in my life that people really don’t know about me! For instance, I love to salsa dance. I took five years of ballroom which consisted of basically everything from waltz to swing to salsa and so many more. Betchya didn’t know that! I really love letting people learn things about me and acting all humble and shy about it like it isn’t a big deal. Which it isn’t a big deal…I am just another casual early 20s girl who wants to move to the city and I write it all down in a blog or make a music video portraying my emotions about the situations. I am so all over the place haha.
THE MOST RECENT EVENT IN MY LIFE WORTH SHARING BECAUSE IT INVOLVED INTERRACIAL INTERACTION WHICH I LOVE.
A monday night in summer 2k13….I am 20 at this moment in time…
Firstly me being the oldest and only non drinker gave me the unspoken authority there which I milked mercilessly. Then I played the I’m almost 21 AND a twin card to increase my cool factor by 100%, which granted may not have been too hard with high schoolers…(it was actually kinda hard)… There were also a Japanese/white mixed dude and a black/white mix dude…we were so diverse. I contributed by throwing out my 1/8 Italian roots. But the real fun was going to pick up my friend and her co worker’s other co workers who are 100% Mexican. Instead of one, it ended up being 3 of them and one having to sit in the trunk like we were smuggling them across the border. They were so funny and I got two diet cokes for free from this so I was in Heaven. I also felt like I could relate to them with my intensive Latin dance background and intermediate level of Spanish. This usually never goes down smoothly because I am then forced to try to speak Spanish and I cannot to native speakers….or anyone when put on the spot…and basically I’m adopting the youngest one because I am semi in love with him. I desperately want to be Latina. They are amazing in so many tacky wrong ways.
I went to bed that night at 3 AM and I don’t regret any of it!