Finally, I’m deemed interesting enough to have someone write an entire feature about me. This is a big deal. I may or may not have this on my list of things I want to have accomplished by the time I’m thirty.
Wait, you mean, you’re not going to write about how fabulous I am right now? This is just a prompt?
Sneaky, Dr. Trice. Very sneaky.
Good. This just gives me time to think about how exactly I’d want this feature about me to be constructed. Famous me will be very interested in how people describe me.
I would want the writer to focus on how I go about my daily life. Maybe they’d focus on how many people I talk to in a day, or how I can multitask. They definitely wouldn’t want to miss out on the ridiculous things my roommate and I say on a daily basis, maybe pointing out the poster we have on the back of our door filled with inside jokes. They’d definitely mention something about how awesome it is that I don’t live on the same continent as my parents, but I’m still really close with my family. They could include a portion of a conversation with my mom. Something like “Mom, save me a case of wine. I’m a college student, you know I need to get my sip on.” (This is actually part of a real conversation I had with my mother two days ago.) This could segue into a blurb about how many places I’ve lived in (11) or how many schools I’ve been enrolled in (13). I’d want them to follow me on some sort of spur of the moment adventure in which I’d get into awesome shenanigans or meet someone famous or just have an unbelievable night. (This does happen to me most weekends.)
It’s really hard to think of things that someone could possibly highlight about my life. It’s weird to think that the things I think are completely routine and normal would be different and fascinating to someone else.
“Have your adventures, make your mistakes, and choose your friends poorly — all these make for great stories.”
— Chuck Palahniuk