A paean, to say the least...

I love the word 'Naive'...Love the way it sounds, absolutely adore the way it just absolves you from criticism!

I mean....in social situations, if you're being d-uh stupid, in retrospect, you can just go "I was being na-ee-ve wasn't I" and sulk for a bit, and people treat you like it was a virtue! :D

This is brilliant, I think I'm finding more and more ways to shirk adulthood!

So I'm talking to this guy from work, and telling him how I thought the one brilliant bit about adulthood was being able to eat whatever you felt like and call it a meal... Like when you were a kid and you'd want more cookies near mealtimes, adults would always be telling you off and saying cookies would ruin your appetite... And now you can just eat them for dinner, as many as you want, nobody's stopping you! And later you can call your folks and say 'Ma, I ate cookies for dinner' and grin like an idiot when they are annoyed at you! They can't hurt me after I'm done with my cookie meal, can they :D

So anyway, this guy, he looks at me and says 'Yea, but eventually you have to grow up'...And I'm staring at him, I don't know what to say... He's evidently not getting the humor, so I say "This is how grown up I am! I'm not growing up anymore, I'm 24. How old will I be when I realize cookies don't make a meal, they actually screw my appetite? 60? That'll be a lil late for realization, don't you think?" and he looks at me like I'm diseased. Ugh. People, I tell you.

If the bus I had been waiting for hadn't turned up, I swear I'd have done something reasonably evil to him.

Anyway, I just scribbled this post 'coz I had to hallmark this historic day. The birth of the unlikely (unwilling) superhero buddies....Sloppy Sloth and Highlander. Let there be light (drinks and a bite would be better, though!).

...!!!

And now, I shall spend my days wondering if I'd be able to catch another glimpse of him.. If our timings would clash again... If I'd be able to walk into this building and see him first thing everyday....*sigh*!!!! Unbelievable, how asymmetry can just kill you sometimes...lopsided smiles are right on top of that list!! :D
I feel like a darned teen again (which is good, I'd started feeling a little like a grand old maid there :D)
But I don't have a doubt about this: if he ever attempts to talk to me, I shall just faint. (I'll aim at his arms, yes!!! :D)
I think I should stop grinning like a vacant idiot now :D *Grin* Alright, now. *Grin* :D :D
(I've been like that all day...people at work must think I'm finally losing it!!) *Still grinning*

The games people play!! Concen-fricking-tric circles. And the tightest ones are the ones that I draw myself into.

:)

This was his status today:

Its manyu's (slap less-scratch less) budday!!...and no ill not mind if u bring drunk girls back in "our"(again 'our') apartment!!!!!! :)

The bit that surprised me, really, is that my only reaction to this was to smile! It's easier, really, once you decide your life deserves better. Far easier to push things away, and far easier to be objective about what you want in it and what you so totally don't! And to figure out what deserves a reaction and what is to be ignored!

I like :D

Barriers

Is it just me, or are the boundaries too fuzzy? It just me who feels like there's a super-thin line between feeling bad about something and wallowing in self-pity? Wonders if there's any difference between being the adult and being idiotic?
Am I guilty? Am I hurt? Am I wondering if I've made the biggest mistake in my life? Or the smartest decision yet? 'Fell stroke', he said.
Am I being the adult by not saying anything? Or just plain stupid in letting a large bunch of people only hear one version of the story? In never turning up in court to present the defense's case, Your Honor? Am I being proven guilty because I choose not to say anything?
Am I sane? (Sorry, the answer to that one I know, 'course I'm not :D)
Ugh. Last question, I swear :D
Can I run away? Like really far away. So I won't be in the court's jurisdiction anymore? :D
I'm positive R was right when I spoke to him earlier...It's never gonna get better. That's the one thing I'm darned sure about.

I spent last evening with a friend who was out to convince me I needed to find a life. That's not dramatic in the least bit. And soon. I have to admit, I see his point. The amount of drama in this life, dearie, is getting unpalatable.

Wonder if there are manuals for this kind of thing (considering we could have instructions on not to put our feet in between lift doors, it's possible, innit!)...

I can feel it coming on. One of these days, I'm gonna convince myself to just leave.