I was called a cyborg by Kelly on Friday night... just remembered that.

How cool would it be to have a titanium tooth? I mean, you could do some serious damage with a tooth like that. Apples and Pane di Casa rolls beware, for today you have met your match.

It'd be a pain at airports though, I would suspect.

AND WHY IS JOSH IGNORING ME?!?!?! *infuriation*

Talking to Hannah tonight has reminded me of both the cyborg comment and my presentation partner's sudden disability in the field of seeing-me. Even looking-in-my-general-direction. This sucks because we have to present Tuesday week, and I suck at initiating contact. I mean, yeah, I'll give people a friendly smile until they realise it's me they're walking straight past, but I don't do the whole "Hey X! How are you?". Too many people don't hear me. Or don't see me.Or just ignore me. So I don't do the whole extraverted display of friendship.

By the by, this is the guy that I thought had some sort of grudge against me from first semester first year, from when we were both outside our first music class. The guy that I realised was actually pretty ok when we shared Linguistics last semester with The Other David. The guy I'm starting to think may just have social issues, from tales through Hannah from both herself and The Other David.

Bah. People suck. Present company/readership excluded, of course.

I wonder if I can project force shields like Mrs Fantastic Four, though. I seem to have her invisibility down pat, and she isn't the only one who seems to have both powers...

Maybe if I had a titanium tooth, people would notice me more.

I know I bring it on myself, though, and that's what really pisses me off. I ignore people when I get into certain moods - I just can't deal with people some times. And those moods are pretty frequent, and quite a Catch 22/snowball effect, because I get into them when I'm not with people and am not distracted sufficiently, and they get worse the longer I'm conscious of my self and my surrounding void. So I don't want to be with people and avoid them, and I start sinking further and further into the mood. I can't, however, stop looking for people I know in the crowds I pass, just in case I see someone I know who has already seen me and is making an effort to gain my attention (which is rare and catches me completely off-guard, so any verbal responses I make are completely not responses). And it's probably pretty obvious when I "don't" see someone - I seem only to be invisible when I want to be seen. So I guess, karmically speaking, I kind of deserve it?

Urgh. Random thoughts have to end now. Need sleep.
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