Honestly, I had something epic-ly genius to write about. I thought of it last night before I went to sleep. I remember it was something along the lines of States was bittersweet, yadda yadda, dance sucked. But, like many genius ideas that people think of before they fall asleep, it sounds stupid in the morning. Hence, time for random ramblings.
But, before I do that, I'm going to try to achieve what I thought was a really good topic: DECA's State Career Development Conference. Okay, number one, I do NOT see the "value added (haha Mr. Schmidt, I know you read this so you better laugh.)" in the Career part. or the Development. or the Conference. Because I would say it's not any of those three. I'm pretty sure that the people who won in the COMPETITION, not conference, in whatever event, will not choose to work in that industry, like the blonde girl who won the automotive services event. Can you imagine a steryotypical CA blonde getting grease and split ends?? Impossible.
The dance really sucked too. And when I mean sucked, it sucked hard. Now, I know, there are always the people that are optimistic and say, "Oh Ashley, you are such a pessimist. Look for the silver lining!" Alright. Well, the silver lining, I guess, would be the glint of the silver buckles of the security guards with sticks in their hands lining up around the perimeter of the dance floor. Excuse, me, I meant social hall, because the usually rooms where the dance floors are not usually well lit.
I'm sure that was not how I wanted it to sound last night. I remember telling myself NOT to come off as a whining blogger. I think that's the easiest thing to do when writing on a blog, but too many people do that, and it tends to get boring. But, I do tend to overindulge. Like today, I went to McDonalds for the second time this month, and consumed a whole McFlurry in less than 15 minutes. I can hear my mother now, "Ashley, your face looks poofy. Did you eat something bad today? Come eat some bell peppers." I actually stopped eating bell peppers every day now. Maybe that's why my face looks bloated. In any case, that McFlurry was delicious.
Hahaha. So true. My friend was like "I'm telling the truth; I'm not trying to look for pity. It must sound like I am--the way I write these blogs"...something along this lines. Hahaa btw, I like the note you ended on. =P
ReplyDeleteimo whether or not something sounds whiny depends on the writing, not the subject itself. it's only whiny if your writing itself is pretentious and blatantly seeking pity.
ReplyDeletei like your posts. they're funny. :)
oh this is alice btw.