There's always someone you've known in your life who seems to have no purpose. Sometimes (maybe most of the time), they even come across as completely brain dead. But you know that somewhere underneath all that uselessness, window licking, and paint sniffing, there's something they COULD be useful for. That's the stage this blog is in. It's like a teenager that grew up on too many 80s heroic fantasy movies... and glue.
What do I mean by that? Take a look at some of the great heroes of people who grew up in the 80s. The Last Starfighter is the perfect example. A kid basically decides to do nothing with his life except try to get the high score on an arcade game. He even says something to the effect of "Screw going to college! I know I'm meant for more in life!" That may be one of the most assinine thought processes I've ever seen. Eventually, aliens visit the kid and he discovers that his ability to play that arcade game is key to him helping save the galaxy by becoming a space fighter pilot.
That's exactly the kind of mentality I'm talking about. The whole concept of feeling like you're meant for something greater and just sitting around waiting for it to happen. I hate to ruin anyone's delusional movie fantasy, but life doesn't work like that. Some old wizard isn't going to just show up and give you a ring and ask you to save the world (and if he does, don't be surprised if saving the world involves giving him 20 bucks and polishing mysterious wands through a hole in a bathroom stall). Everyone feels like they're meant to do more in life. The problem is, you can only do what you assert yourself to doing. That doesn't mean sit around in your mom's basement and practice trying to use The Force for eight hours a day before you jerk off to Carrie Fisher wearing a gold bikini.
Speaking of which, here's a photo of Carrie Fisher.
Now imagine her in a gold bikini. Hope I didn't ruin anyone's Star Wars fantasy.
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