For those of us of a certain age, it was a rite of passage that upon entering college you'd get this huge dictionary to take with you. And there is the great part of the cult classic "Say Anything" where Diane Court has gone through her dictionary and highlighted the words she has looked up. I think it is time we start a new dictionary of what some terms really mean. Here's part one.
Friends: completely ambiguous term that means someone you don’t loathe or despise. It could mean you actually like the person or just don’t have apathy for them.
Later: sometime that isn’t now but isn’t when hell freezes over either. When said by a man, it’s a crap shoot how close to hell freezing over it will actually be.
Ledge: the place you reside while liking a stupid male. There is no cure, no magic pill, just a teetering, uncertain feeling that never quite dissipates.
Pseudo/quasi/eh: all three are interchangeable in terms of not putting a label on something that should totally have a label but since label is scary these modifiers are used to keep us on said ledge.
Showing posts with label Thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Thoughts. Show all posts
Monday, April 5, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
My Three Day Rule
By this point in our lives we are all familiar with the three day rule. To recap, it basically means that after a first date (and in some cases any date) with a guy you will anxiously wait three frickin days before he contacts you. Yeah, whoever came up with that one is a genius right? I mean, if you like someone...anyway I’m starting to digress from my point and it’s too early in the day for that. The gist is that things take time and no one wants to put anything out there and it goes back to my hate the player not the game issue which is still wholly unresolved.
My three day rule is slightly different. I’m not the most patient person in the world but I have my moments. For e example, when it comes to the person I like I seem to have all the patience in the world and will put up with just about anything. And as A pointed out last night, I tend to take a while to learn from those experiences but at least I learn. The three day rule here is that I can put up with just about anything and accept just about anything for 48 hours without question. The moment that third day hits and I enter in to 72 hour territory, I start losing my marbles. I don’t know what the real deal behind that magic number is, but it happens almost every single time.
It’s almost scary how content I can be during those first 48 hours and the turn it takes going in to 72. It’s like all my prior knowledge goes out the window and I have no perspective on things. Gah! I’d really say THIS is my worst trait although others may disagree.
Maybe it’s because anything can be dealt with for short period of time but by the time almost half a week rolls around I start to question intentions. I mean, it makes sense to have a 24 waiting period between a phone call or an e-mail and I can even see it taking longer based on outside life factors, but by the third day it just seems careless and rude. And for the record, I know this sounds crazy but at least I’m self-aware and honest;)
So to make a long story short (too late I know), I’m feeling fidgety. Not the fidgety I normally have (hey, it burns calories) but the “going to throw a phone through a wall/computer and bail” kind of way which is never good for anyone. Here’s to hoping it changes soon.
My three day rule is slightly different. I’m not the most patient person in the world but I have my moments. For e example, when it comes to the person I like I seem to have all the patience in the world and will put up with just about anything. And as A pointed out last night, I tend to take a while to learn from those experiences but at least I learn. The three day rule here is that I can put up with just about anything and accept just about anything for 48 hours without question. The moment that third day hits and I enter in to 72 hour territory, I start losing my marbles. I don’t know what the real deal behind that magic number is, but it happens almost every single time.
It’s almost scary how content I can be during those first 48 hours and the turn it takes going in to 72. It’s like all my prior knowledge goes out the window and I have no perspective on things. Gah! I’d really say THIS is my worst trait although others may disagree.
Maybe it’s because anything can be dealt with for short period of time but by the time almost half a week rolls around I start to question intentions. I mean, it makes sense to have a 24 waiting period between a phone call or an e-mail and I can even see it taking longer based on outside life factors, but by the third day it just seems careless and rude. And for the record, I know this sounds crazy but at least I’m self-aware and honest;)
So to make a long story short (too late I know), I’m feeling fidgety. Not the fidgety I normally have (hey, it burns calories) but the “going to throw a phone through a wall/computer and bail” kind of way which is never good for anyone. Here’s to hoping it changes soon.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
I Am Clueless
It has come to my attention that I am completely clueless when it comes to certain aspects of my life. That I really am the last person to know certain things and that is especially disturbing since it is after all my life. A cathartic revelation here no?
I was attempting to go to sleep the other night which is a feat in and of itself and of course it was way too late for me to be attempting this. As I lay there counting backwards from 300 by threes (I read somewhere that it is supposed to help) a few snippets of what should have been signs from, oh the last year, came rushing in to my head. They were so minor and some might say trivial that I could almost give myself a pass for not recognizing them at the time but gosh are they important in hindsight (yes, I know that is normally 20/20 but I like to think of myself as a rather intuitive person so the fact I missed them is troubling).
I was attempting to go to sleep the other night which is a feat in and of itself and of course it was way too late for me to be attempting this. As I lay there counting backwards from 300 by threes (I read somewhere that it is supposed to help) a few snippets of what should have been signs from, oh the last year, came rushing in to my head. They were so minor and some might say trivial that I could almost give myself a pass for not recognizing them at the time but gosh are they important in hindsight (yes, I know that is normally 20/20 but I like to think of myself as a rather intuitive person so the fact I missed them is troubling).
Friday, March 12, 2010
The Thoughts In My Head
While it isn’t something people normally own up to, we all talk to ourselves (yes, I did just own that). Admit it, you’re talking to yourself right now (either some variation of “no I don’t talk to myself” or “holy hell, she just admitted a deep dark secret we pinky swear not to tell”). For the most part, we don’t have to worry about it being heard. We try to be all slick about it and most of the time do pull off just doing it in our heads, but every now and again those pesky words just kind of slip out. That’s when we have those “oh God, that wasn’t just in my head, that came out out loud” moments and try to play it off as something totally unrelated. Those are mainly harmless and kind of funny, but I’ve been finding that my inner filter is keeping too much inside as of late.
The thing is; many of those talking to ourselves moments are over things we are too scared to say to those closest to us or that sound so crazy to us that it is kinda scary. For example, my last inner monologue conversation revolved around the fact that I’m currently contemplating something that is so counter to my nature that if I did tell most of my friends they’d be a little scared.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
I Am Whatever You Say I Am
Our perception of ourselves is one thing but the way other people see us can be a whole different ballgame. Some people see only one side of us and take that and run with it while others make us in to some larger person than what we are (not saying that’s always a bad thing, but it is a different thing).
For the most part, I think I’m pretty ok and nothing too good or too bad would be in my self-description. Lately though, I’m feeling more like Eminem with just not having the energy to try and dissuade someone from pigeonholing me in to something else. I mean, these aren’t people that I tend to really care about with too much passion one way or another so I feel like wasting more energy trying to get them to be realistic. If they can only think of me as one dimensional then so be it. I could get all holier than thou and say that it is their loss for being so narrow minded but I’ll refrain from that for now.
Then there are the rare cases where someone sees you as a whole and as doesn’t discount your potential negatives but makes you seem pretty awesome when they talk about you. It’s times like these that you want to be that person they describe all the time. Obviously I must portray these qualities often or else the intricate description wouldn’t fall so easily from their lips.
These are the people I want to surround myself with more and not just because some might construe it as an ego boost. I want to be around these people because they tend to be the ones that I have the most fun with, am the most at ease with and yes, every now and then I need a little reminder that I rock at certain things. I spend so much time trying to be on point for others that I might lose myself in the process. So if it’s fun, they’re fun and great people on multiple levels, why not let the good vibes keep going?
For the most part, I think I’m pretty ok and nothing too good or too bad would be in my self-description. Lately though, I’m feeling more like Eminem with just not having the energy to try and dissuade someone from pigeonholing me in to something else. I mean, these aren’t people that I tend to really care about with too much passion one way or another so I feel like wasting more energy trying to get them to be realistic. If they can only think of me as one dimensional then so be it. I could get all holier than thou and say that it is their loss for being so narrow minded but I’ll refrain from that for now.
Then there are the rare cases where someone sees you as a whole and as doesn’t discount your potential negatives but makes you seem pretty awesome when they talk about you. It’s times like these that you want to be that person they describe all the time. Obviously I must portray these qualities often or else the intricate description wouldn’t fall so easily from their lips.
These are the people I want to surround myself with more and not just because some might construe it as an ego boost. I want to be around these people because they tend to be the ones that I have the most fun with, am the most at ease with and yes, every now and then I need a little reminder that I rock at certain things. I spend so much time trying to be on point for others that I might lose myself in the process. So if it’s fun, they’re fun and great people on multiple levels, why not let the good vibes keep going?