What the heck is bag is it an apparatus that holds different materials or substances? Is it some overly ambiguous INVISIBLE ego holder? What is bag??? Seriously like do I want to be in the bag? Were we from the bag and came out of the bag? Perhaps I should remain in the bag! Should I throw, toss or put it (and don’t get me started on what it is)in the bag? I’m so confused! I have come to this very obvious conclusion…
I’M TOO OLD FOR SLANG PEOPLE!
I can’t keep up, I really tried but they change so rapidly. I asked myself was that always the case did I have new lingo ever 6 seconds as a teen? Probably but the difference is everyone I communicated with had the ability to comprehend what I was expressing. When I said its like butta baby no one looked for bread or if I exuberantly declared it’s Da Bomb no one headed for cover. BUUUTTTT now I have to exhibit a scholarly level of rhetoric by day and chop it up like a jawnie at night.
That’s too much pressure
Plus I listen to christian music most of the time where am I suppose to learn the newest words and the proper way to use them. This only matters to me because as a youth leader I want to remain relevant like I don’t want to be all basic you feel me brazzi, however the day I tried to conjugate thot I knew my time was up.
I suddenly felt ashamed of myself! I must sound like my mom to these children, I remember my mom pronouncing to all of my friends in the mall that she was “all dat and a bag of chips wit the dip”… yup that was coincidentally the day I started riding the bus.
LESSON??? Everything has a season. Instead of conforming to the youth of today I should inspire them to transform into the adults of tomorrow… okay and know I sound like a corny bumper sticker or PBS commercial.
Anyway if any of you Whims have advice on how to be cool without embarrassing yourself let me know #askingformyself. I am not even close to mastering this adulting thing I am still figuring out that I am not a teen. For now I’ll just give it up because before I know it I’ll be walking around like my Granddad calling people Jive Turkey’s (he still really thinks that a hurtful insult, on the other hand he things being cool (or Kool) like Moe Dee is spectacular lol).
Wish me Luck Whims!!!