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The girl next door

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Apr. 22nd, 2001 | 11:46 pm
mood: stressedstressed
music: Matchbox Twenty - Real World

There are times at which I wonder how people can have absolutely no perception of their place in the universe... not in an elitist sense of that thought, but in terms of the people who think they are something they're not, or, worse, try to be something they're not and then don't get it when other people try to gently encourage them in other directions.

Actually, the people who live in a dream world and just don't get it... like you try to hint that they need to go away and they keep talking or whatever... I don't understand how people can be just that dense. But, I suppose I was not meant to understand everything. Which can be attributed to just being the "way of the world" or some similar cliche. Anyway. The whole point of this stems from the fact of there being this girl on my floor who claims herself to be a dancer who dances 2 to 4 hours a day (which, from looking at her body, she can't possibly do because if she did, she wouldn't look like she does) and who is, I'm sure, a very sweet girl somewhere, but doesn't know where or when to quit. She also happens to be extremely tactless. Sample conversation:

"I am a Jehovah's Witness," I tell her.

"Not one of those annoying people who bother people on the street?"

"Well I'm not trying to bother people exactly, but yes."

We talk for a few more minutes, she becomes terse and leaves. A few days later she is cheerful and friendly to me again as if none of this has happened.

I don't understand that. I am very much a person who will not be other than what I am. I will tell people flat out what I think (though I try to be tactful about it) and I would like them to do the same. If I don't like something about somebody to the point that I will become terse and cut them off, I will tell them what is bothering me (of course, I also have the sense to know when it's just me being cranky and attempt to tell people that as well). But then I was always a person to like clear air between me and other people, on both sides. Which means I apologize before I go and act cheerful and chummy if I know I've been ridiculous previously. Of course, the whole knowing I've been ridiculous part is important, I suppose.

She would make an amusing character in my drama. Which I need to finish tonight, though I have a complete lack of inspiration. *sigh*

It will be another busy week. And I will be very very glad when Tuesday is over. Because I must finish this play... this play that I do not have any idea how to end.

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from: biancalynnette
date: Apr. 25th, 2001 04:14 pm (UTC)

Wow...I know somebody exactly like this. I had hoped that she was one of a kind, but apparently there are more.

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