Cursed

I am an imdb/movie buff.

I've slowly come to realize this.

I love referencing and discussing movies and pop culture. BUT, the curse of the movie buff is that you have to sift through a lot of lame movies to find a good one. You start to see every plot hole and every narrative ploy to keep the story rolling. Everything becomes cliche and insincere. You've seen everything before. Nothing amazes or even entertains you anymore.

It's annoying.

Summer Dancesport

This will hopefully be short since I still have my ridiculously long nails on, which makes typing very difficult.

Dancesport was pretty fun. I always get there and wish I had practiced more. I'm not super competitive with others, but I am with myself. I don't really care about winning, but when I get there I always wish that I could win--not that I deserve to in the least, but I wish that I was talented enough to win if that makes sense. My partner works a lot, so we don't get a lot of practice time together, which means I need to do a lot of mirror work by myself. Even this doesn't save me when we get on the floor sometimes.

I just hate feeling stupid. I hate when a dance is an utter disaster, and you look completely inept next to everyone, and you're hoping for a stroke of grace to give you another chance to bring you back to the next round, which you know will never happen because ballroom judges cannot afford to be merciful, which I guess helps you in the long run.

I did get second in the tango for a class competition though. Not as intense, I know, but it is kind of exhilarating actually being in a final. That's never happened to me before.

Anyway, despite the non-success, I looked hot yesterday (in dance terms), and I still love ballroom. That's really all that matters. (Okay not really...but it's part of the big picture.)

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I don't think you even know.

Rainy Day People

Why is it that people resort to talking about the weather whenever there is nothing to talk about?

There really isn't that much to say about it. "Oh wow, it's really hot. I love this weather." "Yeah, me too." Or, "It's so cold; I hate this weather." "Yeah, me too." You may as well ask a person what color his or her toothbrush is. It will get you an equally long response.

Instead when there's a lull in the conversation, why don't people ask, "So, how about that repeal on Proposition 8?" Or "How do you feel about violence in the media?" "Where do you stand on environmental protection and/or animal rights?" "What do you think John Steinbeck was trying to say about human nature in Of Mice and Men?" "Do you think Lady Gaga is a man or a woman?" "What do you think about censorship in literature?" "How do you feel about Woody Allen films?" And the list goes on...

There are options. Many options. Use them next time.

Maybe I think you're cute and funny

Pet peeve: People who laugh at their own jokes.

I've thought about what really makes people funny to me. The secret to a well-told joke or funny comment is the fact that you don't laugh too much about it yourself or at least delay your laughter until everyone else laughs.

General example: Sometimes people will be talking in a group, and someone makes (or attempts to make) a comment that has the potential to be funny. Three mistakes are possible to be made here. These mistakes can be made separately or in conjunction with one another. Mistake 1: They laugh too soon--meaning before anyone else. Mistake 2: They are the only one to actually laugh. Mistake 3: They keep laughing when others have moved on from the joke.

This isn't to say that you should be stone-faced when you try to say something funny because that could be equally disastrous. Basically, it's all about these little things called social cues.

Basic Formula: Say something you think is funny+wait for your crowd's response+respond to your crowd's response+calm down before everyone else= successful funny person.

Remember, sometimes you may say something that no one will find funny. Chalk it up to a tough crowd and move on with the conversation; don't make it worse by laughing at it. Real humor may not be this methodical or cut and dry, but this is a baby step to honing those skills.

I hope this helps someone, so that I will have one less pet peeve to deal with.

Cheerio!

Follow Through

Yesterday I was just angry for no apparent reason, and I hated that. Actually there probably was a reason, I just couldn't figure it out. Normally, I'm really happy and laid-back. I don't really get mad. I guess angry is the wrong word. Yesterday I was just worn-out and in denial.

And I felt like the lowest person ever because of my faults and shortcomings. It was like the situation made them all come together to stick out like an ugly ink blot on paper. It made me realize that I'm not changing as fast as I want to and that everyone seems to be moving on with their lives except me.

"I want something else to get me through this semi-charmed kind of life."

That's all.

Wise Men Say

I really don't know what's wrong with me.

To be continued...

But before you roll your eyes, it's not one of those "why don't boys like me??" posts. I just seem to be going through a flood of emotions that I haven't really experienced due to a whirlwind of changes going on in my life.

And it's not PMS.

Not that I really get that anyway...