please and thank you

i just want a jim halpert. is that too much to ask?

deep thoughts of an avid television watcher

i'm just going to come right out and say it- i love tv. i watch a lot of tv. and i'm not even ashamed. 

moving on...

out of the many shows i obsess over, one of my favorites is so you think you can dance. it's one of those shows where you feel sore just watching some of the moves they do. i've been watching it for quite a while now, and every time i watched it i just wondered why i couldn't dance as incredibly as they could. i would become so overwhelmingly jealous and frustrated with myself because i couldn't do those things. lame, right?

last night, we sat down to watch one of the last episodes of this season. and it dawned on me. i'm not jealous that i can't dance like that. i'm not even envious of how fit and in shape they are (okay, maybe just a little but that's besides the point). i'm more jealous that those people have found something that they are truly passionate about--something that i have yet to find for myself. 

i'm out of school for a while. so i have quite a bit of time on my hands.

and i'm going to find what i'm meant to be passionate about.

ready, set, go.  

now, these are some pretty cool kids.

i think this is kind of awesome. a flash mob of primary songs in downtown ktown complete with dancing and flips and just visual happiness. it doesn't get much better than that.