Serious Problem, I Have

November 14, 2012

It has taken a lot of introspection and many hours of personal reflection to finally understand something about myself. This isn’t something I would ever admit to good friends or family let alone strangers on the internet, but I feel as if the reason I have a yearn to write is to help someone. One of the two people that read what I have to say here...

So it is with great trepidation that I admit this to you now, I have an addiction. I’m not proud of it, but they say the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem. So here I am. Admitting. I have a problem.

I wake up Wednesday mornings with one thing on my mind. Not my tasks for the day or my responsibilities, but one thing that would cure every single yearning I have. I waste away the entirety of the day thinking about this one thing. Yearning it. Craving it. Like I was some sort of deranged walrus searching for its next prey. I am crazed.

When I finally return home I sit in front of my computer. For hours. And hours. And hours. Watching the time tick by ever so slowly…. Tick… tock… tick… tock. My eyes grow weary and red and my body begins to go numb. The time is coming and I become more desperate with each passing second.  

My heart beat races as I click the refresh page at midnight crossing my fingers that my savior is there. The thing I’ve been waiting for… Jenna Marbles. 

(old video, but still my absolute favorite)

Also, it was my mom's birthday today. Happy Birthday Momma Darling!! 

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