Friday, January 27, 2012

Birthdays Are Great

Birthdays. A day when for once, everyone takes a moment to not only commemorate your existence, but wish you well when otherwise nothing super important would have happened (with a few choice exceptions.) Isn't it great? Friends, neighbors, family, creepy Facebook stalkers... seemingly everyone comes together to celebrate the day you graced the world with YOUR presence, to start YOUR life, and most importantly, celebrate YOU. It is a day when you can tell Copernicus to get lost, because on your birthday the world revolves around YOU, dang it!

Well, for most people. I've actually never had a birthday like that... a day dedicated by friends and family to celebrating just me. You see, unless you've been living under a rock for the past 24 (TWENTY FOUR.) years, you would know that I'm a twin. That means that my birthday has been and will always be shared by someone else within my immediate family. So you know what? Since it IS Christopher's birthday also, I am going to tell you why it's an honor to share my birthday with him.

Christopher is awesome. He's dedicated, funny, loyal, smart (freaking smart), spiritual, and everything I've ever wanted to be. I mean, lots of people ask me (there's literally.... three) what it's like to be a twin. My response to that is always the same; "What's it like not to be a twin?" Even though I don't know any different, I know one thing: I would be a terrible mess without him. Sure, he doesn't keep the room super tidy, but big deal. I hardly ever make my bed. Sure, he leaves his shoes everywhere but the closet. So what? I don't think I ever make the complete transfer of clothing from the laundry basket to my drawers. Where I'm dramatic, stressed out, and zany, he's patient, chill, and focused. He is the perfect compliment to me.

Here are a few Christopher quirks you might not know.
1. He absolutely can't stand the sight of black socks with shorts. If I ever try something like that, he throws things at me until the socks are off.
2. His favorite foods are, in no particular order, cheeseburgers, root beer, and... and.. DANG it! What was the last one?! Fruit salad? Gosh, I think so.
3. He detests the music of Kenneth Cope.
4. He is amazingly amazing at pantomime.
5. He is amazingly amazing at editing music and making it still sound good.

Christopher has a system of thinking that's totally unique. The way he views the world, the way he thinks about things... I'm kinda jealous. He takes no effort whatsoever to memorize things about actors, movies, songs or other items of pop culture, but then again, he's the one who has gotten three sets of straight A's in college. (I might be wrong; I don't know.) One thing that's great about him is he's the best friend anyone could hope for. We like all the same things, we do all the same stuff... we are just awesome together! I couldn't ask for a cooler person with whom to share my birthday.

This one's for you, buddy! Happy Birthday, Christopher!

-Your Pal
Bob-O the Clown! I mean, Kevin!

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Go Cry, Emo Kid

So I have decided to no longer update "Another Side". Somehow, I don't think anyone is going to miss it. Which, considering its whiny, emo nature, is probably exactly what it would have wanted. Rest in peace. Let's hear it for being more positive, eh?

In other news, my life has changed completely! It's like, just when you think you've got everything all figured out, all of a sudden you realize you don't. Just in the past month or so I have gotten a new calling as an Assistant Executive Secretary, had our Sunday meeting schedule turned on its head, started a new semester of college, and been transferred to a new location for work! Sheesh. That's life for ya. Anyhow, I'm gonna go off and listen to some Evanescence, write some depressing poetry, take some pictures, add a vintage effect, and write some forlorn message about being heartbroken or something like that. In that order.



Oh, by the way. I'm rather enjoying life, thank you very much! (And I actually do happen to like Evanescence.)