Okay, okay, okay! I know. I’ve failed you and left you without anything to read for 4 (count ’em! 4) months.
In previous entry from yesterday, you’ll see a post I began writing two months ago and never finished. The anxiety built up again and I put it off. And then, I forgot about it. So yesterday, when I oddly enough felt inspired to come over here and valiantly write a new entry, I was reminded of that poor little entry I wrote just 2 months ago. I figured I should just publish what I had and then start with a new one.
So you know those memes we encounter online? Here’s a fun one that didn’t involve me spouting off information about myself in that oh so narcissistic way we all tend to do. It’s called the Google Name Game. Basically, google these and use the first entry.
1) Type in “[your name] needs” in Google search.
2) Type in “[your name] looks like” in Google search.
3) Type in “[your name] says” in Google search.
4) Type in “[your name] wants” in Google search.
5) Type in “[your name] does” in Google search.
6) Type in “[your name] hates” in Google search.
7) Type in “[your name] asks” in Google search.
8) Type in “[your name] likes ” in Google search.
9) Type in “[your name] eats ” in Google search.
10) Type in “[your name] wears ” in Google search.
11) Type in “[your name] was arrested for” in Google Search.
12) Type in “[your name] loves” in Google Search.
and here you go:
1. Emily needs a series of exemptions to Harvard’s administrative rules.
2. Emily looks like a very charming woman, with a natural beauty and a sparkling, unconstrained expression in her face.
3. Emily says that she and Richard are not getting back together.
4. Emily wants a pony, and she slings lemonade on the corner to get it.
5. Emily Does the Salmon Dance.
6. Emily Hates You 2.0
7. Emily asks Zander why he sold drugs.
8. Emily likes to wander the streets without much planning.
9. Emily Eats is proudly powered by WordPress.
10. Emily wears a cute outfit from Grandma while she plays in the house.
11. Emily was arrested for beating up a classmate!
12. Emily Loves Banana Custard!!
Funnily enough, about half of those are true. I’ll let you guess which half. The point of this meme, which I believe speaks volumes about society today, is that it’s a fun and interactive way of keeping up with each other without really keeping up with each other. You know what I mean? Allow me to explain: Say one day you’re talking to a good friend and they mention someone from your past. “Do you know Joe Schmoe?” they ask. “Yeah I do. Well, we’re friends on Facebook, anyway…” you start to trail off. Joe, from your 7th grade science class, added you way back when and you have rarely, if ever, exchanged messages or comments. But you’re friends on Facebook.
Every time this situation happens to me, I can’t help but stop and give myself a puzzled look, thinking, “How in the world did we come to this?” I guess it’s not necessarily a bad thing, but back in the 1950s, for instance, did these acquaintances exist in such a way? Maybe they did… “Yeah, I know Joe. I’ve never talked to him, but we hang out at the same neighborhood bar.”
Maybe what I’m getting at here is the social phenomena of acquaintances and their interactions (or lack thereof). What if you’re walking down the street or through the store and you see Facebook friend Joe Schmoe? You’re not sure if he’s seen you yet, but if he does, what will you both do? Will you smile and wave? Will you walk up to each other and catch up on the past (or lack thereof)? Or will you both pretend you didn’t see each other because you don’t want to get involved in what might otherwise be **cringe** an awkward situation? But you are friends on Facebook. And when you go home, you’ll look up Joe’s profile and find yourself clicking through every one of his photos and soon you’ll forget yourself and leave some kind of comment about one of his funnier photos. And then the awkwardness sets in and you feel you should go ahead and leave a comment on his wall mentioning that you “thought” you saw him at the store today, but you “weren’t sure” if it was him. Hope he is well.
I don’t know; maybe it’s just me. (I did just find out recently that I have a high raw percentage of neuroticism, compared to most people). Haha. Um. Yeah, maybe that’s all it is. But honestly, tell me you’ve never been in that situation before.
For a moment there I thought I was going somewhere with this post. And then it all went to pot. I could go back and edit the post and figure out what I meant to get at.. but I’d be here for hours… and I believe my readers are smart enough to figure it out for themselves. Heh heh.. I do hope you got something out of it.
Oh well. Hearts to you all for sticking around. I’ll try to be better next time.