Why Liz Lemon Gives Me Hope For The Future

Why Liz Lemon Gives Me Hope For The Future

It's fine. Just be yourself, however weird that may be.
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I'm really bad at watching TV shows — or, at least, starting a new TV show. I'm very commitment-phobic when it comes to some novel franchise and I have about a million (not exaggerating) shows / movies in my Netflix list that I haven't even gotten close to broaching. I can keep up with only one current show at a time ("Game of Thrones") because I can't dedicate my brain to more than one running storyline.

But I love familiarity. (Change scares us, after all.) One of the shows, besides the obvious staple of "Friends," that I often go back to is "30 Rock." Liz Lemon is my spirit animal — my kindred spirit. She had me at (flips table), "Where's my mac n' cheese?"

When Carmen Chao asked Liz Lemon, "What is wrong with you?" and she replied, "Almost everything," I was like, "Girl, I feel."

(And by the way I'm writing this as "30 Rock" is playing on split screen.)

More recently, however, I realized there's more to Liz Lemon's relatability than her excellent singular pursuit of comfort, food and avoiding social contact. It's how she skates through it all that's amazingly reassuring to me. I definitely see a Liz Lemon-ish vibe in my future.

We're both dorky females who are very awkward, not only in social situations, but also just...being. We suffer from the occasional "hangry" temper tantrum. We don't know how to comfort crying people.

We're aspiring writers. We're feminists who maybe sometimes take it too far without quite demonstrating the right way, without the correct experience to validate the soapbox. (Like, girls should be allowed to play football? Maybe?) We love cheese and wearing exclusively comfy clothing and have weird feet.

We've also both been, at some point — and more frequently than not — loud, proud proclaimers of flying solo.

I know everyone is so afraid of ending up alone, but we're never really alone unless we're just terrible people — or everyone around us is just terrible. People make such a big deal over being the "last" singleton, and yeah, I'm definitely guilty of that too, but is it really such a huge problem? I know especially for us females, time is a-ticking and we're running on an unfairly quick-moving biological clock. Nevertheless, we live in a modern era where you can make something happen for yourself, on your own, if you want it enough. And to be honest, I'd rather be Liz Lemon with a Jack Donaghy — in my opinion one of the best friendships on the screen mainly due to its lack of the cliche will-they-won't-they — than Pete with his miserable marriage.

Yes, I'm aware Liz Lemon may kind of defeat my point since (spoiler alert) she ends up with the guy and the kids, a family of her own, but I could still believe it if by the conclusion of the show's run, she was still spinster Liz Lemon wearing a one-piece bathing suit as last-resort underwear on laundry day. I'm not saying I wish that's how it went down. I'm just saying it would be believable and acceptable and wouldn't detract anything from the show. Not everyone believes in soulmates and not everyone finds — or needs — the one person to spend the rest of his / her life with, soulmate or not.

Liz Lemon taught me (well not singularly because that might be kind of sad) that it's OK if it doesn't happen. And let your freak flag fly, even if it romantically attracts no one because dammit I should be able to wear an all-gray sweatsuit if I want to or wear sparkly silver Birkenstocks with green socks if it tickles my fancy.

I'm quite happy with who I am, and with a few (or more than a few) improvements, I'll probably be a stellar gal. And I definitely do not need a significant other to verify that. I know — it's a tried and true message, and we're maybe a little tired of hearing it. But I highly recommend Liz Lemon's version of it. It's a hell of a lot more more entertaining than your own (often annoyingly self-righteous) brain.

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To The Friends I Won't Talk To After High School

I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.
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Hey,

So, for the last four years I’ve seen you almost everyday. I’ve learned about your annoying little brother, your dogs and your crazy weekend stories. I’ve seen you rock the awful freshman year fashion, date, attend homecoming, study for AP tests, and get accepted into college.

Thank you for asking me about my day, filling me in on your boy drama and giving me the World History homework. Thank you for complimenting my outfits, laughing at me presenting in class and listening to me complain about my parents. Thank you for sending me your Quizlets and being excited for my accomplishments- every single one of them. I appreciate it all because I know that soon I won’t really see you again. And that makes me sad. I’ll no longer see your face every Monday morning, wave hello to you in the hallways or eat lunch with you ever again. We won't live in the same city and sooner or later you might even forget my name.

We didn’t hang out after school but none the less you impacted me in a huge way. You supported my passions, stood up for me and made me laugh. You gave me advice on life the way you saw it and you didn’t have to but you did. I think maybe in just the smallest way, you influenced me. You made me believe that there’s lots of good people in this world that are nice just because they can be. You were real with me and that's all I can really ask for. We were never in the same friend group or got together on the weekends but you were still a good friend to me. You saw me grow up before your eyes and watched me walk into class late with Starbucks every day. I think people like you don’t get enough credit because I might not talk to you after high school but you are still so important to me. So thanks.

With that said, I truly hope that our paths cross one day in the future. You can tell me about how your brothers doing or how you regret the college you picked. Or maybe one day I’ll see you in the grocery store with a ring on your finger and I’ll be so happy you finally got what you deserved so many guys ago.

And if we ever do cross paths, I sincerely hope you became everything you wanted to be. I hope you traveled to Italy, got your dream job and found the love of your life. I hope you have beautiful children and a fluffy dog named Charlie. I hope you found success in love before wealth and I hope you depended on yourself for happiness before anything else. I hope you visited your mom in college and I hope you hugged your little sister every chance you got. She’s in high school now and you always tell her how that was the time of your life. I sincerely hope, every great quality I saw in you, was imprinted on the world.

And hey, maybe I’ll see you at the reunion and maybe just maybe you’ll remember my face. If so, I’d like to catch up, coffee?

Sincerely,

Me

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