{"id":1910,"date":"2013-10-11T07:00:16","date_gmt":"2013-10-11T14:00:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/michellejolin.com\/wordpress\/?p=1910"},"modified":"2013-10-10T20:06:15","modified_gmt":"2013-10-11T03:06:15","slug":"what-am-i-good-at-how-did-i-forget-this","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?p=1910","title":{"rendered":"What am I good at, part deux"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>C&#8217;est comme \u00e7a<br \/>\nAh, la la la la<\/p>\n<p>&#8211;Rita Mitsouko\/C&#8217;est Comme \u00c7a<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I was driving to work the other day, singing along to a French pop song and then an Italian pop song, and then a Turkish pop song and something occurred to me that was related to something I wrote recently about <a title=\"What am I good at, anyway?\" href=\"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?p=1689\">what I&#8217;m good at<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>It occurred to me that I am quite good at learning new languages.<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s probably my biggest talent and it did not even occur to me to mention it when I was writing about things I am good at.<\/p>\n<p>What does it say about me that I can just forget one of the things I am best at?\u00a0 I would like\u00a0 to think that it means that I&#8217;m modest. Except that would be\u00a0 false. I&#8217;m not particularly modest.<\/p>\n<p>I am so good at languages that I can even sing along to a Turkish pop song when I don&#8217;t speak Turkish except to say &#8220;I love you.&#8221;**<\/p>\n<p>It didn&#8217;t occur to me that I had an aptitude for languages until college, although I went through 4 years of Spanish in my last year of High School which should probably have been a\u00a0 pretty big clue. I didn&#8217;t think it\u00a0 was unusual, in spite of the fact that no one else was doing it. I just thought Spanish was easy for me because I already spoke French.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe I<em> am<\/em> a little modest.<\/p>\n<p>In college I added in Italian, and started to figure out that not everyone else was doing as well as I was. However, I also thought I was extra motivated because the instructor was very&#8230;Northern Italian. I like that in a man. No, that&#8217;s not why I got good grades.\u00a0 Not <em>entirely<\/em> why.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>My point?<\/p>\n<p>Oh, I don&#8217;t have one. I just wanted to let you know that I remembered that I forgot something.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll try to have some sort of point in my next post.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>**Why I know how to say &#8220;I love you&#8221; in Turkish is\u00a0 a kind of\u00a0 long story involving my Columbian roommate having a massive crush on a guy from Izmir, a party thrown by a bunch of guys from Venezuela and a really gorgeous guy from Ankara who I fell for <em>hard<\/em> at said party. I think it&#8217;s the only time I&#8217;ve ever worn a jumpsuit and actually looked good. It&#8217;s completely irrelevant to this post. Both the jumpsuit and the story about the Turks and Venezuelans are. Irrelevant. Oh. Well. It&#8217;s here now. I guess it can stay.<\/p>\n<p>The jumpsuit was shimmery copper-colored silk, and my beautiful Columbian friend made me borrow it from her because it would drive the men loco.\u00a0 It kind of did.<\/p>\n<p>What?<\/p>\n<p>Right. Still irrelevant.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Stopping now!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>His name was \u00d6mer.<\/p>\n<p>He seemed pretty relevant at the time.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>C&#8217;est comme \u00e7a Ah, la la la la &#8211;Rita Mitsouko\/C&#8217;est Comme \u00c7a &nbsp; I was driving to work the other day, singing along to a French pop song and then an Italian pop song, and then a Turkish pop song and something occurred to me that was related to something I wrote recently about what &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?p=1910\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">What am I good at, part deux<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1910","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-words"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7lr3R-uO","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":380,"url":"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?p=380","url_meta":{"origin":1910,"position":0},"title":"C&#8217;est Comme \u00c7a","author":"Michelle","date":"July 19, 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"\u00c7a le susurre a mes entournures Ah, ah, faut que j\u00b4moove \u00c7a le grince juste pendant la nuit Ah, c\u00b4est comme \u00e7a \u00e7a plonge et \u00e7a vire Ah, ah, faut que j\u00b4moove Et \u00e7a g\u00eane quoi, quand y a pas de plaisir --Rita Mitsouko Sometimes you don't have anything to\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Music&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Music","link":"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?cat=9"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":4068,"url":"https:\/\/michellejolin.com\/?p=4068","url_meta":{"origin":1910,"position":1},"title":"Hey baby, what&#8217;s your song?","author":"Michelle","date":"February 17, 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doing here? 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