kiwi in real life.

Okay, okay. I know. Another blog of me thinking I’m famous. But for real this time! I would never believe it if someone else told me. Let me explain:

So this hip girl sits next to me on the bus today. A total improvement over the creepy old men, farting old ladies, and plague-ridden sneezers that usually frequent my side. She’s looking at something on her iPad and she’s chuckling aloud for a seriously long time. Being the creep I am, I glance over to see what she’s laughing at. I wasn’t prepared for this: she had Kiwi In Real Life up on her page. I practically choked on something, but I don’t know what because I wasn’t eating or anything. I decided to up my creepiness factor:

K: Hey, whatcha reading there?

Girl: …A blog.

K: Oh yeah, what’s it called?

G: Kiwi in real life.

K: Have I heard of that? Is it like famous?

G: It should be! It’s so funny. She does like travel blogs, too, which is how I found this one.

K: Sounds awesome and probably underrated. (I know, I’m a ham.)

G: Definitely!

Apparently I’m half famous. Not famous enough to be recognized when I curled my hair. And I found out that people care about my real life only as it pertains to the internet and not actually when it’s Real Life I’m Sitting Right Next to You.

So, girl from the bus. If you’re reading this, thanks for making my day. Thanks for reading this nonsense. Pay attention next time. And see you probably tomorrow.