“Hey Julia, when are you going to blog again?”
“When’s the last time you wrote on your blog?”
“Why haven’t you blogged all summer?”
Aloha, dudes.
First off, I know that only about fifteen people really read my blog posts and if you have genuinely asked or thought any of the above questions, thank you. I appreciate that you decided your time would be even decimally influenced by my writing.
First off, I know that only about fifteen people really read my blog posts and if you have genuinely asked or thought any of the above questions, thank you. I appreciate that you decided your time would be even decimally influenced by my writing.
Secondly, I was really into summer and having the sun and
enjoying being away from my computer.
Speaking of my computer… Have I got a story for you!
Coming from a nineteen-year-old girl who has an iPhone, a
laptop, and multiple other technological devices, it seems fairly odd to know
she has trouble working these things (just a side note; I had to add iPhone to
my computer’s dictionary…) but believe me when I say I DO NOT UNDERSTAND TECHNOLOGY. I really hadn’t even touched my computer for
months, and it was getting to that time in the summer when I had to start
thinking about getting books for my classes, working on financial aid, etc.
Using a Smartphone is not a very desirable way to do any of these things. So I dug out my laptop, dusted it off
(literally) and attempted to get online.
Long story short, it did not connect to the internet, but my wifi was
connected. So I went on this quest to
get this hunk of plastic and wires to work with some imaginary beams bouncing
around the atmosphere. That’s the part I
don’t get, why is it that I can’t just pick up a cable and plug it into my laptop
instead of trying to grab onto a piece of the sky and make it into the
internet. I would rather nail jell-o to
a tree.
I have thought long
and hard about ways you could make that happen too because one time, someone
told me I couldn’t. Now, if you
personally know me, it is a really bad idea to tell me I can’t do/am not/won’t
be something, because A) I’m a teenager B) My Zodiac is a Taurus and C) Because
I’m Julia. Now, disregarding the fact
that my plan of action for mission NJTTT (Nail Jell-o to The Tree) might not be
physically possible, I do have an idea that could possibly debunk this over-used
cliché. See, technically no one said the
nail had to go straight through the jell-o so I would start by making a row of
nails that would resemble a shelf, I would continue to make a frame of nails
that I could potentially just place the jell-o
into and it would sit like a flubbery doll on a shelf. But really… don’t nail things to trees (I’m
busy hugging them).
You may be thinking right about now I have no idea what this blog is about or why is she using so many parentheses? Well, my dear readers... I am ranting and I like
to add inner dialogue to my writing (which to me adds another level of subconscious
thought (HOW COOL?!)).
Alright folks, time to get to a point… See I had all these
great ideas of what to write, but they’re all serious and inspirational, and
while they may be very insightful and intriguing, I just feel like spouting off
the first thing that comes to my head, it’s more fun. I suppose I could make that my point. Go with
the flow, man.
Disclaimer: Going with the flow does not mean sitting in the
river of life in a gondola with no paddle and being okay with having no
influence in the direction. No, it means you stick that paddle in the water and
you go your own pace and take whatever fork in the road suits you. Be Pocahontas in “Just Around the River Bend”,
which is a song I highly recommend you go listen to right now (Go do it, trust me,
nothing will mislead you on the internet).
I shall leave you all with that. I promise next time when/if you read my blog
(which I would love if you did) I will have a more coherent theme. Until then, Peace Love Go With the Flow.
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