That Awkward Moment When...

Do you ever have those moments where you just feel completely and utterly and very annoyingly stupid about things?

For example:

Say there is a group of people. Said people are talking about something or other, something you're not quite sure about (like whether or not Kim Kardash and Kanye really did name their kid North West, like they're in a Cary Grant movie or something). And, when you try to explain that you honestly have no clue what's going on, you're brushed off, given a quick reply, and/or not really helped at all because people tend to get frustrated when they have to explain things forty-two times to the same person.

Sometimes I'm pretty certain my brain works at a lesser capacity than most.

For one thing, I am outrageously forgetful over lots of things, such as doing homework (when I was in school, that is), understanding the laws of physics, putting away my shoes in the closet, picking up my jacket off the floor. And I am stupidly in touch with remembering all the entirely useless facts about life, such as how many Star Trek: Voyager episodes it took before it became glaringly obvious Janeway and Chakotay were in love with each other, or that Random Person X was a completely mundane and ordinary extra on some movie or another. You'd think that when you reach a certain age, your brain realizes what should stay and what should go, but apparently my brain still hasn't gotten that memo yet.

Either way, it's never fun to feel stupid, especially when  all you want to do is fit into a group. Nobody likes feeling as though they don't quite belong, and since I've lived for most of my life being That Friend that people mostly forget about, it's really something that I can relate to.

This is a review blog, but hopefully it won't make anyone feel stupid or ignorant. I know how that feels, and really, in the end it's not all that important what you know. It's how you use the knowledge you have that ultimately proves to be the most interesting - and the most defining of a person. So it's okay that I know twelve good uses for Swiss Cheese, but someone else might know twelve good uses for Gouda. I know what I know, you know what you know, and basically, if we combine these two vast wells of knowledge, we'll be able to rule the world properly.

And have a lot of cheese while doing it.