Teisel pool mind

Mõned päevad tagasi kuulsin ühte (komplimenti?), mis tol hetkel väga õigesse kohta läks ja mul meele väga rõõmsaks tegi. See polnud midagi suurt ega maailmaraputavat, aga mulle andis see tolleks hetkeks päris palju enesekindlust juurde. "Haa, ka mina võin olla __!"

Õppematerjalimägede ja muude ülesannete vahel navigeerides kuluvad need väiksed egolaksud marjaks ära.

Ma ei suutnud vastu panna ja trükkisin paljude teiste eeskujul UrbanDictionary-sse oma nime ning uurisin, mida minust seal kirjutatakse. Mu pärisnime kohta oli ainult üks sissekanne, kuid nime i-ga kirjutades sain päris palju tulemusi.

Mirjam

Clever, not a schemer. Hard- working, investigative, well punctuated. Ghetto chic sensibility. Tolerant, free- spirited, nobody's fool. Pragmatic. Never skanky. Great parent.

"Yo, she'll party after she submits her assignment, she's such a mirjam."

Tuleb tõesti tuttav ette selle viimase lause mõte XD

Veel üks, mis mu naerma pani:

Miriam

That girl in your class. You know the one. She's a total enigma. 
She's the reason you can't remember what you learnt in that lesson, or what the homework was -in short, she's the reason your failing school. She's the palest girl you've ever seen, with raven black hair and the kinda eyes that make you want to die. It almost hurts to look at her. You've never spoken to her, either because you're intimidated by her enigmatic vibe, or you just know you're never gonna be good enough for such a fucking angel.

HOWEVER if you should ever get to know a Miriam, you realise she's actually fucking COOL. She's the girl all the bad guys want, because you know, while she sits there looking all ethereal and quiet ...she's a wild one. Her quick sarcasm and seemingly emotional detachment add to her ''anti-girl'' charm and it breaks your heart to know she'll never love you as much as you love her. She's funny and the moment you realise she's into fat, dirty, loser boys ...you want to die.
"We have double English today, FML!" 
"Shut the fuck up, Miriam's in our class; man I love that girl" 
"No way man, she's such a fucking tease, you'll never get her" 
"I know. Fuck my life man. Just shoot me now."

''The new girl's kinda hot!" 
"Oh, I heard she's into like old-school horror, metal and is a real wild child. She's fucking cool man. But apparently she likes that fat dude in the year above..." 
"No way man. Aw, she's such a Miriam"

Muide, ma vist hakkangi King's Singersit regulaarselt kuulama...neil on nii geniaalseid lugusid geniaalsetes seadetes.
Parim viimase aja leid on nende esituses "Short People". Keegi (vist Martin) kunagi saatis mulle selle loo originaali, kommentaariga "mõeldes sulle" ja irvitusega. Alguses ei saanud ma midagi aru, kuid peale sõnade kuulmist sai kõik selgeks XD  Väga hea eneseiroonia.

Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason
Short people got no reason to live
/--/
They got little baby legs
That stand so low
You got to pick em up
Just to say hello
(jne jne)

Ka see tuleb kahtlaselt tuttav ette XD 
Aga nüüd ma sukeldun tagasi kas a) õppematerjalidesse, b) stipiankeetidesse või c) voodisse. Väsimus, nohu ja köha saboteerivad mind taas, kuid ma väljun sellest karmist lahingust võitjana, mark my words!

Lõpetuseks viimane urbandictionary mõte:

Miriam

The kind of beauty a guy only sees once. You know? Once.

''Omg...omg...that's, that's...that's perfection.'' 
''That's a Miriam.''

:D