Running into a problem lately. As I have found myself to be one of my best companions (going to forgo any denial because, at this point, even I can recognize this as kuh-razy), I talk, mutter, and voice my thoughts to myself. Which isn't weird to me. At all. Anyways, with all of this quality me/myself/I-time, I can't stand to be around certain strangers. How can I explain in this a sane manner? I cannot help but physically and mentally cringe when too many people are coughing and sneezing and wheezing and whispering too loudly in my too-tight-for-too-many-people-who-have-just-brisk-walked-in-the-hot-midday-sun-and-haven't-finished-perspiring-yet classroom. ANYWHO, TIME FOR THE MEAT. I am still closely examining the dynamics between what roomie calls, "THE Group" to fully explain in this, what I imagine to be, Abed-slash-Carrie Bradshaw (see: Sex and the City) manner.
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In every generation, there is someone inspiring and personable beyond belief. That someone is not who I am about to describe, but if he were reading this... he would have stopped after that compliment. Because that is the type of minimum effort approach The Whine has towards most of his interests. I didn't want to call him "The Whiner" (that seems a little unsettlingand sounds a little bit like "The Wiener". No? Just me? Fine.) or "The Whiny One" (just reading that makes me want to tsk aloud and roll my eyes. In fact, "The Whine" sounds a bit like an extremely useless superhero who fell out of publication 3 weeks into the series. It also makes him sound like the source of all that is annoying. Regardless, a lot everyone seems to think that I have detested The Whine since the beginning of our relationship. And that may be true. Darn him for his superior writing skills and neatness since the third grade - which is a weird thing as most boys learn to straighten up their chicken scratch handwriting much later. Just saying. Perhaps this competitiveness I have felt with him since those early years has led to my current predicament. I really believe that The Whine's potential lies beyond his shiny gadgets and frequent naps. So until I can see that he has achieved what I know he can reach, I will continue to get on his case and rip my hair out every time he settles for less.
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Ah. She-Who-Talks-Like-A-Man-So-Much-I-Have-Seen-Her-Make-Manly-Men-Blush-At-Her-Straightforwardness. Also known as The Easily Offensive (because I once remarked that if I am easily offended, then she is easily offensive). It has been a delight to know of her and know her this past year. It has also been a painfully enjoyable learning experience. Having just left the delicate nest of soft, sweet girlfriends who adore everything that is nice and wholesome, I admit that I was not ready to make the acquaintance of this lovely lady whose brash tongue and hearty attitude makes you want to embrace her tough love. Or run very quickly and very far away from her tough love. But even tough love is love, as I have learned through a few bumps and bruises of my interpersonal relationship skills. Because of the rarity of her vulnerable side that few have seen, I am honored to be close to this valiant girl and to be privy to that side of her. The Easily Offensive has also shown me how to step up, even to my friends (read: just her). I had not realized that you can speak up whenever you feel uncomfortable (I know. Too PSA. Even I shuddered a little). She may have turned me into a bit of a bully within The Group. She's also handy to have around when people (read: big meanies) are to be found.
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As I've got nowhere to go, my pajamas on in the middle of the afternoon, and blasting (read: singing along to) Hebe, I shall continue.
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There is someone who I like to think of as the Counterpart to The Animated One. The Blank. Not that he's blank. It's really more of a fill-in-the-blank type of thing. As I have not known him for too long, I'm still a little unsure of what exactly his role is. I would have called him "The Wild Card," but that sounds cool. Too cool. Perhaps it's because I don't know him as well as others do that I can't exactly pull together all the different sides of him. When with his male friends, he's a bit of a goofy-scapegoat-slash-geek combo. When taken away from that habitat, I have found him to be surprisingly adept at picking up on cues. Cues sent silently by girls to other girls. You know the thing that they do when they try to tell one another that they're upset, without letting too many other people (read: dudes) know? He is good at listening (to my blabbering at least) because, well, he's not that invested into the emotions I easily and frequently resort to. I think for this one, we'll just have to wait and see what his character and dynamic in The Group really is.
**Edit**
Apparently, I was not clear enough on this identity. If it helps, I can say this. His "goofy-scapegoat-slash-geek"-ness frequently gets him on the less delightful side of The Old Man and The Animated One. What gets me confused is that he somehow teleports back to their respective good sides. Most of the time, anyway.
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Let's just stew on this for a little while, hmm?
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In every generation, there is someone inspiring and personable beyond belief. That someone is not who I am about to describe, but if he were reading this... he would have stopped after that compliment. Because that is the type of minimum effort approach The Whine has towards most of his interests. I didn't want to call him "The Whiner" (that seems a little unsettling
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Ah. She-Who-Talks-Like-A-Man-So-Much-I-Have-Seen-Her-Make-Manly-Men-Blush-At-Her-Straightforwardness. Also known as The Easily Offensive (because I once remarked that if I am easily offended, then she is easily offensive). It has been a delight to know of her and know her this past year. It has also been a painfully enjoyable learning experience. Having just left the delicate nest of soft, sweet girlfriends who adore everything that is nice and wholesome, I admit that I was not ready to make the acquaintance of this lovely lady whose brash tongue and hearty attitude makes you want to embrace her tough love. Or run very quickly and very far away from her tough love. But even tough love is love, as I have learned through a few bumps and bruises of my interpersonal relationship skills. Because of the rarity of her vulnerable side that few have seen, I am honored to be close to this valiant girl and to be privy to that side of her. The Easily Offensive has also shown me how to step up, even to my friends (read: just her). I had not realized that you can speak up whenever you feel uncomfortable (I know. Too PSA. Even I shuddered a little). She may have turned me into a bit of a bully within The Group. She's also handy to have around when people (read: big meanies) are to be found.
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As I've got nowhere to go, my pajamas on in the middle of the afternoon, and blasting (read: singing along to) Hebe, I shall continue.
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There is someone who I like to think of as the Counterpart to The Animated One. The Blank. Not that he's blank. It's really more of a fill-in-the-blank type of thing. As I have not known him for too long, I'm still a little unsure of what exactly his role is. I would have called him "The Wild Card," but that sounds cool. Too cool. Perhaps it's because I don't know him as well as others do that I can't exactly pull together all the different sides of him. When with his male friends, he's a bit of a goofy-scapegoat-slash-geek combo. When taken away from that habitat, I have found him to be surprisingly adept at picking up on cues. Cues sent silently by girls to other girls. You know the thing that they do when they try to tell one another that they're upset, without letting too many other people (read: dudes) know? He is good at listening (to my blabbering at least) because, well, he's not that invested into the emotions I easily and frequently resort to. I think for this one, we'll just have to wait and see what his character and dynamic in The Group really is.
**Edit**
Apparently, I was not clear enough on this identity. If it helps, I can say this. His "goofy-scapegoat-slash-geek"-ness frequently gets him on the less delightful side of The Old Man and The Animated One. What gets me confused is that he somehow teleports back to their respective good sides. Most of the time, anyway.
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Let's just stew on this for a little while, hmm?
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