Monday, June 7, 2010

Where The Hell Am I?

I recently found myself in a Facebook conversation about a place called Jertih, Terrennganu. I didn’t even know there was such a thing, but I won’t bore you to death with the details because I don’t remember any. Just suffice it to say that World Geography was never my best class.

Don’t get me wrong, blognuts are teachable beings, but we didn’t get geography. I think I missed that day in school. It was just one day, right? I didn’t even find out the earth is round until a few months ago when I finally learned I was being robbed of a day off from work for Columbus Day, (which I’m still outraged about), and I had to ask who he was and what I was supposed to do to honor his day, and someone explained the whole thing to me and I kinda remember something about him setting sail in 1492 with three boats that didn’t fall off the earth because it turned out to be round. Frankly, I still have my doubts about that whole round theory, but I’m choosing to believe it because it relieves me of having to worry about tripping off the edge of the planet and falling into outer space.

Outer space is kinda scary to me. Did we learn about that in science? I think I was sick that day too, but I did see something on TV with a fat guy that always wanted to be beamed by some unseen man named Scotty. I dunno. I think they were a couple.

Before you go getting all worried, just know that I can read and write and I’m pretty math-y, too. I’ve always been all about the numbers in a Rainman sort of way. I mean, I can’t count toothpicks flying through the air or keep track of cards in Vegas, but I can solve a math problem eventually, and I may or may not memorize your social security number if you tell it to me. I don’t do that on purpose, it just happens to me. In fact, I wish it didn’t happen to me because I have to forget something important-y in order to make room for your social security number which I have no use for unless some nefarious sort offers to buy it from me.

Anyway, I’ve rambled on so long that I no longer recall my point so I’ll just go now, but I won’t know where I’m going until I get there because… hello, that’s geography.

12 comments:

Missy said...

I hate Facebook! Especially smartasses on Facebook! LOL

Eliza said...

Ha Ha, geography was one of my better subjects, but I've never heard of that place :-)

Maureen@IslandRoar said...

I'm terrible at Geography; I don't think it was invented yet when I was in school. My kids mock me when I can't label all the states, but really, what's so great about that??? If I ever get to Paris or Italy, believe me, I'll know I'm there.

Jayne Martin said...

What is this "geography" of which you speak?

Cheri @ Blog This Mom!® said...

Um. I think 向花 has some ideas for what could be done with the proceeds from the sale of social security numbers. Just saying.

slommler said...

Where the heck is Jerith, Terrennganu? And who came up with that spelling? I'm just saying!!!!!
Geography wasn't my strong suit either...I even get lost with a GPS!!! I think she flunked geography as well!
Ha!
Hugs
SueAnn

McGillicutty said...

geog was not my fav... disliked the teacher... however, I'm absolutely fantastic at finding my way around!!!
FB is a love hate thing.

Frogs in my formula said...

Wait, you can't count toothpicks flying through the air??

I feel so betrayed. All this time...

yogurt said...

facebook : the new front tear.

Eternally Distracted said...

I think we went to the same school.

Rita said...

I think it's a girl thing. Geography and History were just plain boring, so I remembered it long enough to pass a test and "poof" all that was gone, kinda like some ancient teachings called "Social Studies". Give me math any day of the week. That would be seven, right?

For all us math-y geeks, even worse was Econ. Econ makes absolutely no sense. It was probably some communist plot anyway. In Econ, 1 + 1 may or may not equal 2 depending upon if you can prove that it might equal three "all things remaining the same", which of course in the real economy never happens.

And I used to be a spelling snob but now that I am somewhere between 39 and 80, I have found that the simplest words come right out of my fingertips incorrectly. Even the really embarrassing kind like typing "here" when I mean "hear" or the easy "they're", "their" and "there". I know the difference, but my fingers don't comply anymore.

Kathryn Grace said...

Omigosh, you are a riot! Must hurry and share your blog with someone who needs a giggle every day. Thank you, thank you, thank you.