I'm avoiding doing my "homework" for my professional development meeting tomorrow right? I have to read a chapter in the book and be able to inform the other attendees of the main points. I'm sittin in the hotel room, watching MTV. I watched the first episode of the latest RealWorld installment. Anymore now it's become so scripted that it hardly resembles the "real world" but in some elements it does. But ANYWAYS theres a show called Bromance on MTV. This guy, I don't know who he is or why he's considered famous and got his own show but he has all these guys competing to be his best friend right...
Bromance, as defined by urbandictionary.com, "describes the complicated love and affection shared by two straight males." I'm trying to think if I've ever had a "bromance". I think I can safely say no? I've had best friends who really know me. Yeah, we were two guys who cried in front of each other, nothin wrong with that. Would that constitute a bromance? Or would it be with another best friend who I know better than anyone else, is that a bromance? Or what about the best friend who I grew up with, who I've shared alot of experiences with, is that a bromance? Or what about another best friend who I can have an argument with and then the next second be laughing uncontrolably with because we realized our argument was stupid, is that part of a bromance? Perhaps I've had a bromance once or twice.
I'm not willing to go as far as saying its a Bromance in the urban dictionary meaning of the word. I don't know how you can have a bromance by having a bunch of guys competing for your bromantic attention. Each of these guys, guarenteed have alternative motives. (Side note I'm pretty sure I have a federal agent or someone staying in the hotel room next to me cuz he's driving a big white suburban with lights on it and he comes and goes at odd times, anyways) Can you go out to purposely find a best friend or form a bromance? Can you create, under artificial circumstances, something that is often genuine and spontaneous? The best friendships often happen by accident, in my world anyway.
How does a person go about developing trust in another individual? Thats a topic we discussed in professional development today and its really something to think about. Any one that you know, how have you gotten to the point where you could totally trust that person? Is it a sense of security, or of confidence, or maybe because they are understanding? Whatever way it happens, it can never be accomplished under false pretenses. For some, its hard to trust anyone, let alone some complete stranger. This show is one of the ultimate of unreal reality shows that people are somewhat consumed with. I guess I dont like watching scripted reality. I prefer cops (even though it is so freakin corny) over survivor (I hate survivor). (uh ohh, a guy is crying on Bromance, touching moment in 3... 2... 1...)
Oh, theres a movie about the rapper Biggie called notorious. How is it that death brings infamy? He and that other guy, Tupac died how long ago and everyone is still bringing them up. I bet had they lived, they would be washed up former rappers that no one knows anything about. I'm just saying, its easy to push all this glory on someone to make their death not be in vain and if people could attach some higher meaning to it then they have a savior. So why can't places get comfortable chairs when you're required to sit for extended periods of time. I dont know how many times my legs or ass fell asleep during todays training but it was too frequent for my tastes. Give me a couch or at least a well padded, cushiony office chair, not some metal folding chair dressed up with maroon fabric and a quarter inch of "padding" Oh Oh and we had "snacks" which consisted of bags of zero calorie cookies and granola clusters that were a little past their prime. Working for a state funded program absolutely sucks because there is only enough funding for the bare essentials, no frills or fluff. I better get back to studying, if you want to call it that... I just though that since I graduated college I was done with such childish activities, because afterall, these "trainers/presenters" are being paid to tell me how to better myself, why should I do any work? Off to my books!
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- Chatterbox Sara and Injun Jim
- We are Sara and Jim. We worked together at a place called SESDAC that you wish only existed in your nightmares. We also had classes together. We're both brilliantly smart and you'd never even guess that. We're also really funny which astounds most people. We like to be nice, we like to be mean, we like to talk about randomness, we both speak Indian languages, make homemade pizzas, and love iTunes. We both have degrees and jobs. Neither of us are losers but we live in loser-ville. We are racist to each other to show our deep and profound love and appreciation for each other. Someday we'll write a tell-all expose book that will shock and astonish and amaze people. Someday we'll also be rich and Jim will live in Sara's basement. Jim is now BFF's with Sara and her Dweemo husband, Nolan. We are here to pump. You. UP.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
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