So this morning I needed a couple of things: I needed to check to see if anyone has added my newly created flair, and I needed my redroom fix. I click on redroom and there's no new blogs, nothing. I click again. It says they are adding new aspects to the site. Wait a second! You have to do that right now! I have my traditions, folks.
After a long day at work, I check again. A-ha! There are new features to Red Room, a member page! All right! Members are getting good stuff as well! Then I see my face and I see that not only am a I featured member of Red Room, I'm a popular member as well.
Popular. Popular. Wow. When I was a teenager all I wanted was to be Popular. I was friendly with popular people but I wanted to sit at their table at lunch, or in high school they all had a certain bench where they all sat and ate. Most of the time I would be at room 404 where Mrs. Juska would let me hang out with my friends. I gave up the idea of being popular when I was seventeen; it was tiring. I knew I would never have their high hair, their mall bought clothes, and I could not, would not fake the fact I liked New Kids on the Block or Milli Vanilli. I had some standards, damnit.
But now, thanks to Red Room, I'm popular. Popular! Okay, it took a while, but here I am. I didn't have to put hairspray in my hair, I didn't have to have Guess jeans, and most of all, I didn't have to know the words to "You've Got The Right Stuff."
Thanks Red Room. I love being considered popular by you all.
Causes Jennifer Gibbons Supports
Gilda's Club, Greenpeace, Rosie's Broadway Kids,Westwind Foster Family Agency, Amber Brown Fund, Linda Duncan Fund for Contra Costa Libraries