Okay, wow. How is it already the eighth and I only have two posts under my 2013 belt? I feel like an immense failure and furthermore…Doctor Who is calling my name quite intensely. So, yes, the story of my life is that I have become a gigantic nerd who never leaves her computer but has not the motivation to keep up with her blog.
It’s the story of everyone who has an internet that they think they’re active on. Today (or this early morning), I have managed to be slightly productive. I have scrolled through my Tumblr, submitted a lot of Spanish homework, and even made a video answering 22 questions about myself/my experiences.
It’s not enough. So we are blogging for the hope that my soul will be saved by spamming my words all over the internet. We are also hoping that we will be discovered by someone great and that they will talk about me a lot and I will become famous because of them but since we all know that is not going to happen why don’t we fuck grammar and use run-on sentences with only the barest hints of punctuation because no one cares anyway?
DEEP BREATH, because the worst part of run-on sentences for me is that I speak them in my head and no time for punctuation means no time for breath, and so I was literally almost flailing for air. Fun Facts you should know about Telea.
Annnyway. A LOT has happened, A LOT has been video-recorded, and almost NONE has been put on the internet and WHY? Because Telea, as wonderful and vivid and glorious as she pretends to be, lacks something you humans would like to refer to as motivation, otherwise known as one of the first reasons Anarchy died.
Also because Telea has been doing nothing but going on rants and tirades that are only funny inside of her head and then kind of splat and die as soon as she says/types/yells/emotes/posts/tweets/shares them. Also because Telea still is upset about how her Twitter disappeared without a trace. That was rather upsetting.
It all leads to this massive pinnacle where, to make up for lost time, Telea tells you that her first eight days of 2013 have been pure hell and she cannot wait to be rid of those eight days and move on to the next eight days, which she can only hope will be better.
Reasons for a torturous eight days need not be discussed, but involve injuries, lots of pain, being sick, being yelled at, being tired of Wisconsin, being ready for an adventure, not having any adventures, and how depressing the internet is of late.
Telea will now wrap up her blog with a question, which is a habit she picked up sometimes in late 2012 and one that her followers did not pick up with her.
Question of the Day: If you were to be a superhero, what would you call yourself?
My Life in Heartbeats 