Final ADDition to My Blog

            A new year represents rebirth, recovery, and restoration.  Meaning, the previous year has gone to rest and new horizons and excitement have arisen.  Family and friends, aroused by this concept of limitless opportunities, tell us to make resolutions, or long term goals to improve happiness.  Losing weight, becoming richer, gaining popularity—these ambitions encompass only a fraction of possibilities.  Unfortunately, in order to successfully follow through one of these admirable resolutions, one needs something called dedication.  Merriam Webster dictionary construes dedication as “self-sacrificing devotion.”  Notice the imperative stipulations of “sacrifice” and “devotion.”  Hard work and focus, not fairy dust and rainbows, will make a goal materialize into reality.  Looking back at my previous resolutions, I can only remember failure and shame.  How depressing.  I relate my resolutional shortcomings to my miniscule level of focus.  I hypothesize that starting at age six, the development of my ability to fixate on one subject stunted.  My parents identify me as having a large, tumultuous imagination paired with the attention span of a gnat.  Honestly, to write these blogs, or any writing assignment for that matter, I have to continuously slap my face, talk to myself, walk around, watch television, and read a book in order to write down just twenty words on a piece of paper.  Truly, blogs serve as a serious calorie-burning activity for me.  Coincidentally, my favorite blog I wrote this semester, “The New Times of Romans,” pays tribute to my rudimentary concentration capacity.  I discuss how Times New Roman acts as a barricade to my creativity, and exacerbates my now notorious infantile focus level.  Watching myself type a blocky, trite font on the computer deeply disenchants me.  Readers of this blog will probably come to one of two possible conclusions: one, Times New Roman does indeed inhibit the writing process; or two, this kid needs a psychiatrist.  Following this theme of plausible insanity, I would choose “Spaghetti and Meatbrawls: A King Family Specialty” as my most interesting piece.  For the first time in media history, external observers got an inside look into the King family.  Ironically, while I wrote about my family’s opinion of the most "interesting" people of 2012, I find my family structure even more interesting.  I utilized accurate characterizations of my discordant family members to help portray my typical dinner experience—inexplicable topics meet manic personalities.  Speaking of incongruity, my favorite blog comment came from Claire Kampman, on my blog titled “What Not to Say in Class Discussion."  After reading of the "mini-me", Claire juxtaposed our childhood selves.  Claire radiated happiness, worked to please her teachers, and frequently acted on her curiosity.  I emanated cynicism, judged my classmates, and got caught up in numerous thoughts.  Amazingly, despite these obvious differences, we somehow have a strong friendship.  Realizing the number of supposed impossibilities I have overcome in my life, I am content with myself even though I have failed every New Year resolution to date.  The small achievements—like getting along with family, gaining friends, or even finishing a blog—give life its defining sense of fulfillment.