Shane O'Neil Is My Nemesis.

There is a land where sadness and loneliness go forth and multiply. That land is Architecture School. And in this dejected and soulless place, for one little Asian girl, Conan O'Brien brings her great happiness. When the workload is overwhelming or when some spawn-of-Satan-teacher assistant, say...Oh, I dont know, let's call him Shane O'Neil, grades super unfairly & could possibly cost her to not pass, Team Coco is always able to bring a smile to her teary grey face.

So as you can imagine, when said Asian girl found out that she got a ticket to the taping of the Conan O'Brien show, she was BEYOND ecstatic. This Asian girl had once thought to herself that if she were to ever inherit a terminal illness from Life, she would tell Make a Wish Foundation that her dying wish was to be a guest on the Conan O'Brien show. Meeting Conan O'Brien was more than just a bucket list item, it was practically a life goal.

Thus, waiting in line from 1:30pm to 4:30pm felt like mere seconds knowing the magnificence that was about to be displayed. Therefore, when those purple curtains peeled open to reveal the 6'4" red-headed talk show host, this little asian girl whooped and hollered like she had just won the $586 Mega Millions jackpot. (She had not.) "CONAN! CONAN! CONAN!" she shouted as the tall man danced!!!
Yet, as the show taping continued, things felt different in person than it had usually appeared on television. The facial expressions seemed rehearsed, the interactions - staged, the dialogue - scripted. It all felt a bit off. In fact, the only real interactions that seemed to take place was when Conan interviewed Barkhad Abdi, a new actor who clearly had not yet perfected a premeditated act. The interactions were refreshing because they were genuine.

You would think that a born and raised LA girl would have already known that Hollywood was just a facade - just glitz and glimmer with little substance. But somehow she was fooled with Conan. Watching the taping felt slightly empty, left one wanting a little more.

Now, don't get me wrong. Watching the Conan O'Brien show truly was a wonderful experience. However, I realized I had romanticized Conan. He was still, at the end of the day, an actor - trying to make a living by putting on a show. Perhaps, this is obvious to all of you, but for me, it was slightly ground breaking. While I thought the Conan O'Brien youtube videos could bring me happiness, I realized that those segments were made to create cheap laughs. That was its only purpose. This may seem sort of a dismal point, but in some ways, it was actually liberating. True happiness is not found in the Clueless Gamer segments - hilarious as they may be, but elsewhere. As I sit and read my Bible to calm my anxious nerves about the impending doom of my Building Enclosures' grade, for the first time in a long while, I truly feel at peace.