Tina Fey

I can't wait to be done with school. I hate school, always have--always will. If I decide to go back again after this, I hope someone punches me in the face. Writing papers could be fun--if my instructors would let me write about something fun. I missed my calling. I read Tina Fey's "Bossypants", and I should be Tina. I should have went to school in Chicago and studied at The Second City. What is wrong with me? Tina has talent. I have no real talent (but I know funny..like Tina)--I can't sing (didn't make swing choir in Junior High), I can't dance (I studied dance--for like a year-- until I had to wear a neon colored spandex uniform and dance in front of an audience-- where I couldn't remember my choreography), I can't play a musical instrument ( I attempted the drums--looked like an idiot-- I never actually learned to read notes-- I just pretended to play a snare drum), and I can't draw ( ask my kids). When Tina was in high school, she worked for her community's local theater company and her job...was to take tickets (she eventually did more, but she didn't sing, dance or play a musical instrument (I don't think she played an instrument). I could have done that. I could have been a Tina Fey. Not that I don't like being a nurse, but how much fun would it be to write comedy sketches? To this day, I try and not miss a Saturday Night Live. There is something so great about people performing and writing such ridiculousness. I often post these YouTube clips on my Facebook page, because I find them brilliant. Most people I know (besides people like my brother, my cousin Kevin and handful of others) don't find the same types of things as humorous as I do. I strongly believe humor gets me through everything. When I was on bed rest, Jess and I watched "The Office", now that is humor. That is quality humor. Sometimes I start laughing so hard while watching such ridiculousness, that I hit the person sitting next to me. It's like I can't help it, I start laughing and start punching those around me. My brother Jake and I were driving one day (well Jake was driving) and he told me to look up this YouTube video, I did, and I started laughing so hard it hurt, the only relief I could get was beating up my brother. He was laughing as hard as I was--- listening to this stupid video, that he occasionally said, "Owe." Ask Jesse, he has been the victim of my laughing, so has my mom. One time, this guy walked up to my friend and in this really strange low pitched voice, he asked " What is a turtle neck?" Serious. He was completely serious...or so it appeared. I live for these moments, not only was this guy hilarious, my friend's face was even funnier--my friend didn't laugh, she was like "Did he just ask me what a turtle neck is?" That in itself could be a sketch on SNL. At least I think so.