Facebook Apps and Rotary
Alright, so there was this "Cutest Friends" app, which, interestingly enough, I got as an invite from Judy's sister who voted on my level of cuteness and wanted me to see it. Whether this is actually true or not only Judy's sister (who used to change her own name a lot or soemthing, leading me to believe she has issues that cannot be resolved through theraputic sessions on facebook) would know. Anyways, installed the app for shits n' giggles to see my ranking, and all the friends that also had the app were ranked.
I was number 1...then i reloaded and i was number 2.
I'm not sure how to respond to that, though I do admit that Lindsey Bell is much cuter than i could ever be and understand the decision fully. I don't know how to sarcastically thank people for thinking im cute without sounding like an ass so i'll be sincere about it, which is more true to the fact anyways.
Thanks. Though I hardly consider myself worthy of such an award, haha.
And now we come to Rotary Fest. First of all, why does everyone go there? Yea, you can buy alcohol (some of us anyways) and that's all well and good, but why do you want to go back to see everyone you went to high school wth in one concentrated space with a bunch of old fogies and awful cover bands? I get a lot of "there's nothing else to do" and that's BS because there is SOMETHING to do that doesnt require forcing yourself to catch up with people you didn't want to see again after graduating. I got dragged there twice unfortunately (Thanks Richy, but at least we didn't stay long and you were drunk each time so that made it more exciting, haha) and though I met some good people there (Ya know who you are dunja and christina journalism mommy and others; theyre just the few with LJ's that read consistently) I just hate the idea of people going to a place, because they know everyone they knew from high school is going to that place in order to reunite with people they may or may not necessarily want to see.
I dunno, it seems like a waste of time to me. Like you NEED a special four or five days to take a poorly organized hick-version trip down memory lane when you could just call those people up and HANG OUT WITH THEM. But whatever. I shouldn't bitch too much because i DID end up going and all. I just didn't enjoy myself too much. No one's fault but my own on that.
I was number 1...then i reloaded and i was number 2.
I'm not sure how to respond to that, though I do admit that Lindsey Bell is much cuter than i could ever be and understand the decision fully. I don't know how to sarcastically thank people for thinking im cute without sounding like an ass so i'll be sincere about it, which is more true to the fact anyways.
Thanks. Though I hardly consider myself worthy of such an award, haha.
And now we come to Rotary Fest. First of all, why does everyone go there? Yea, you can buy alcohol (some of us anyways) and that's all well and good, but why do you want to go back to see everyone you went to high school wth in one concentrated space with a bunch of old fogies and awful cover bands? I get a lot of "there's nothing else to do" and that's BS because there is SOMETHING to do that doesnt require forcing yourself to catch up with people you didn't want to see again after graduating. I got dragged there twice unfortunately (Thanks Richy, but at least we didn't stay long and you were drunk each time so that made it more exciting, haha) and though I met some good people there (Ya know who you are dunja and christina journalism mommy and others; theyre just the few with LJ's that read consistently) I just hate the idea of people going to a place, because they know everyone they knew from high school is going to that place in order to reunite with people they may or may not necessarily want to see.
I dunno, it seems like a waste of time to me. Like you NEED a special four or five days to take a poorly organized hick-version trip down memory lane when you could just call those people up and HANG OUT WITH THEM. But whatever. I shouldn't bitch too much because i DID end up going and all. I just didn't enjoy myself too much. No one's fault but my own on that.