A Moment to Gloat

For my Rebellious Writing class this semester, we had to look at the Black Panthers' 10 Point Platform. This document is basically a list of demands that the party wants from government and from the public. Our assignment this weekend was to make our own 10 Point Platform for something we really cared about. This is all I could come up with:

10 Point Platform for Awkward People

1. We want to be acknowledged for other attributes besides our awkwardness, such as our ability to do outrageous and seemingly impossible math problems.

2. We want to be taken seriously by members of the opposite sex. It's bad enough we can hardly talk to them.

3. We want people to be aware that we do try hard to be socially adequate, but it is sometimes an impossible mission.

4. We want full credit for such great minds as Bill Gates and Woody Allen. Heck, even Quentin Tarrantino.

5. We want the population to be aware that without us, the awkward comedy of Juno and I Love You, Man would be impossible.

6. We want people who are not socially awkward to stop pretending they are socially awkward. We do not appreciate such mocking.

7. We want socially awkward people to realize that though drugs or alcohol may help socially awkward situations, they do not cure them.

8. We want literary minds to rename "awkward sentence structure" to something more fitting. Most of us are quite adept at writing papers that are grammatically sound. This error hardly suits us.

9. We don't want Urkel.

10. We want more group and individual pride. Socially awkward people must unite in order to make this world a more tolerable place- one "Sorry, I was actually waving at the person behind you" at a time.

I thought it was pretty funny. I guess I'm passionate about few things that matters in life. C'est la gere, as my father used to say. The equivalent to C'est La Vie- instead of "Such is Life" it means "Such is Death."

I would also like to point out that I can no longer sleep late. I have pathetically become my worst nightmare over night: I went to bed at midnight. On a Saturday. And woke up at 9. Oh well. I've got Juice Jam today and Ryan this afternoon. I'm too excited to sleep. Not to mention my severe awkwardness.

xxx