oh my god, whatever, etc.

So I just watched Shit Hipsters Say.  It was the third “Shit … Say” video I’ve watched, and I hated it. It was a major disappointment. I thought maybe I would watch it, “see myself in it” and be even more mortified/gratified then I was with the other video meme situations I’ve seen.  Also, people keep posting dumb comments on things I say like “that’s shit hipsters say” so i figured I should watch it.  Wrong, Eddie/Josh.  Nothing I say is in this video.  Good try, but spend more time in Brooklyn next time you’re in New York. This is a racket.

I watched Shit Girls Say a couple weeks ago after everyone started posting it on Facebook.  It was the first I’ve heard about this type of thing so I’m going to go ahead and consider it the original?  It was funny in a horrible self conscious kind of way. We, as a sex, are a little bit annoying, no?

Last week, Nelson asked me if I’d eaten yet to which I responded “I’ve only had a bagel.”  This admission opened the door for him to show me Shit New Yorkers Say.  I am happy if saying all those things make me a New Yorker, because I really feel like I talk about Pat Kiernen too often.  I loved this one?  Felt less self concious, more proud.  But maybe because duh, I’m a girl, and to be called a “girl” still involves some stigma.  To be called a New Yorker?  I can’t think of many greater compliments yet.

I think YouTube is an interesting thing.  It’s an outlet for people to be very creative, really.  No budget film makers can release anything to the world.  And sometimes there’s something good I guess but most of it gets buried in nonsense videos of people falling over, kittens on top of dogs, etc. etc. People choose to release less impressive versions of the same type of things over and over again.  Instead of saying “I could do something cool” people seem to say “I could do that” in response to stupid things that have already been done, and it’s a downward spiral. 

Because not only was it very clever, with one of the better pull quotes I’ve seen, it also felt vaguely familiar.  My girlfriends and I never developed tics or any kind of pattern-oriented hysteria, but I was a terribly mean teenage girl. Not to classmates, but to my poor parents…  Age 15?  Forget it.  I was cruel and insane and my poor mom and dad somehow knew/hoped?/prayed? that I would grow out of it.  What is it really about teenage girls?  My mom had books to try and understand what had happened to her daughter.

Looking back, I’m incredibly ashamed of my behavior and want to apologize all the time to my awesome mom and dad for making them miserable.  Maybe one day I will have a daughter and she’ll be a terror and I’ll really get what my parents went through… it sounds as if almost every teenage girl is terrible.  They say “karma is a bitch”- I know I certainly was.