John Green
I wasn’t actually going to post about this because I figured it’s too late, but nothing’s going to stop me.
Anyhow, today was John’s birthday. Now, most of you know, he means quite a deal to me.
John has brought me so much joy over the past 3 years. I can’t even count the moments. When I feel anxious or angry or sad the thing that brings me back to reality is the thought that no matter what, I’ll always have nerdfighters, I’ll always have youtube videos, I’ll always have John’s books. It will forever be there and I’m so GRATEFUL for that.
I’m grateful that someone like John exists. I’m grateful he has shared so much of his life and brilliance with myself, and so many others. He didn’t need to do that, but it’s been done, and it’s magnificent.
John has definitely affected me in the most positive, and elegant way possible. In a sense, he’s the father I feel I never really had. He’s provided me with so much wisdom and awesomeness and strength. There’s almost no possible way to illustrate my emotions towards John. I wish nothing but greatness for him.
John has taught me many things. Many, many things. The best thing of all: it’s okay to be yourself even if you’re embarrassingly enthusiastic about stuff. It’s things like this that let me have so much respect for him.
John Green is my hero
Nerd fight?
I have a younger sister and she has this completely wacko idea of what Nerdfighters are about and I’m yet to correct her because it’s just too hilarious.
Yesterday she says to me: “Can I be in nerd fight this year with you? I have my light saber toy and I think I can win.”
?????????
“At some point, while in Detroit, I met a really — like a tiny chicken. I don’t actually remember this tiny chicken but I’m almost positive that we had an encounter, because this tiny chicken has laid tiny eggs in my head.”
“One here.”
“One here.”
“One here
and one here.”
“Those tiny eggs are growing and hatching, and the baby tiny chickens are feeding ON MY BRAIN.”
“They do everything that baby chickens do. They’re cute, they’re fuzzy. They poop, and they eat. They’re eating my brain and their poop is coming out my nose.”
“FRIKKIN’ TINY CHICKEN!”
John Green on the People of Los Angeles
“Hank do you remember when you were in, like, eighth grade and it occurred to you for the first time that there were people who might actually like you and be willing to be your friend, and how exciting that was? It seems to me that everyone in Los Angeles is stuck in eighth grade. They’re still so excited about the chance that somebody, somewhere might like them.”
[IMITATING THE PEOPLE OF LOS ANGELES]
“Oh my God, I like you so much!”
“I like you too, you’re great!”
“I love you…. you look great in that!”
I’m a connoisseur of the world’s largest balls. I’ve seen the world’s largest ball of twine, I’ve seen the world’s largest ball of paint, and I’ve seen the world’s largest ball of stamps. And the world’s largest ball of earwax is just out there, waiting to be sculpted.
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