I have come to a very sad realization. Something that crushes both my adult and teenage soul. I hate to admit it, but admitting is the first step to recovery...I am not and will never be Veronica Mars. If you're unfamiliar with Veronica Mars, you are dead to me. Ok, not really, but it was pretty much the sole source of my teeenage happiness. I thought I was a teenage detective. I would go through things aka snoop and even had a ridiculous spy kit that included glasses that reflected things behind you I got from a novelty shop. Oh and an as seen on tv device that was suppose to amplify sound, but never worked. I thought I could solve crimes and run surveillance. The closest I came to that was eavesdropping. Mostly it just led to me making incorrect assumptions. I even looked into getting my private investigation license ad ordered all the relevant statutes to study. Along with a fancy slr camera for surveillence. I was delusional. And to this day when my spy savvy-ness, or lack of, becomes apparent to me in a situation, I become very sad.
She's just so cool!
I've never been able to successfully pick a lock, guess someone's password, or found any information an observant person couldn't find themselves. Yet a part of me can never let go of the fact that I want to be the smart, witty, and cool real-life Veronica Mars. When the movie recently got funded by kickstarter, my teenage self couldn't contain her excitement. And the adult me is just as excited. Which brought back my deep rooted desires. The more I fail at anything that would come naturally to a detective, the more I realize I am no Veronica. But I guess Veronica Mars wouldn't be so amazing if she was easily emulated. Still, don't expect me to give up anytime soon!
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