Sad, Sad People
I spent much of this week hanging out with Silvia in the afternoon, especially during thursday and wednesday.
On wednesday I had to help Silvia get to a shipping store to get a package shipped, then we spent about an hour conversing at her room. On thursday we were constantly seeing each other through out the day it seems and ended going to an art exhibit after the international club meeting. At the art exhibit we had dinner (free food and drinks, including alcohol), talked about things including explaining the torturous required online humanities course that I survived last year, had a little fun messing with the plastic bags on the floor (this one was one of the pieces of art, the art exhibit focused on wastefulness and consumption, joking about things, etc.
Well today I got my disturbed ticket but not without difficulty. When I was joyfully getting into my car to drive off to Silvia's the car decided to just be dead that day. Fortunately, Silvia and I were able to get a ride and when we got there the line was not so long and we got our tickets. I spent the rest of the afternoon getting the car jumpstarted and then chatting with someone through facebook. This girl on facebook seem to just break down and release all sorts of current details on her life, her depressive tendencies, etc. I tried my best to...comfort them? I don't even know what I was doing just listening and asking questions.What I kind of picked up was that this person surely doesn't seem to have much experience with saddness, dissapointments, uncertainty then I had (in other words, I was probably a more emotionally mature, in a way, person then her). I don't know why some people who I rarely converse with have a tendency to just talk to me, of all people, of their problems. This conversation occured during what seems to be the eve of her break-up with her new boyfriend.
I also picked up a few things which makes me wonder....
This girl mention that one of the reasons why she entered that relationship was to change/influence the person and to "be there affecting their development"/etc.
Including her, I heard the same reasoning from 3 girls and I'm beginning to wonder how many girls get into relationship for this reason. hmm
Another thing I picked up is that many people like certainty in there lives (to differing degrees but many like certainty and even those who like uncertainty like to make sure that all the random possibilities are positive instead of negative) and most people do not like feeling alone and that break-ups to some make people feel like they may end up alone forever. Well at least this is what this girl felt.
All this conversation made me kind of withdraw into those thoughts about myself and my social life. I began to think slightly about the girls I like (specifically 2 of them). I really don't know why I like these 2 girls, I mean one isn't so similar to me and the other I rarely see. In reality I liked one more then the other cause I see one more then the other. Not that that any of this is the tragedy of my situation...certain factors just makes any chances, currently, hopeless (I think).
On wednesday I had to help Silvia get to a shipping store to get a package shipped, then we spent about an hour conversing at her room. On thursday we were constantly seeing each other through out the day it seems and ended going to an art exhibit after the international club meeting. At the art exhibit we had dinner (free food and drinks, including alcohol), talked about things including explaining the torturous required online humanities course that I survived last year, had a little fun messing with the plastic bags on the floor (this one was one of the pieces of art, the art exhibit focused on wastefulness and consumption, joking about things, etc.
Well today I got my disturbed ticket but not without difficulty. When I was joyfully getting into my car to drive off to Silvia's the car decided to just be dead that day. Fortunately, Silvia and I were able to get a ride and when we got there the line was not so long and we got our tickets. I spent the rest of the afternoon getting the car jumpstarted and then chatting with someone through facebook. This girl on facebook seem to just break down and release all sorts of current details on her life, her depressive tendencies, etc. I tried my best to...comfort them? I don't even know what I was doing just listening and asking questions.What I kind of picked up was that this person surely doesn't seem to have much experience with saddness, dissapointments, uncertainty then I had (in other words, I was probably a more emotionally mature, in a way, person then her). I don't know why some people who I rarely converse with have a tendency to just talk to me, of all people, of their problems. This conversation occured during what seems to be the eve of her break-up with her new boyfriend.
I also picked up a few things which makes me wonder....
This girl mention that one of the reasons why she entered that relationship was to change/influence the person and to "be there affecting their development"/etc.
Including her, I heard the same reasoning from 3 girls and I'm beginning to wonder how many girls get into relationship for this reason. hmm
Another thing I picked up is that many people like certainty in there lives (to differing degrees but many like certainty and even those who like uncertainty like to make sure that all the random possibilities are positive instead of negative) and most people do not like feeling alone and that break-ups to some make people feel like they may end up alone forever. Well at least this is what this girl felt.
All this conversation made me kind of withdraw into those thoughts about myself and my social life. I began to think slightly about the girls I like (specifically 2 of them). I really don't know why I like these 2 girls, I mean one isn't so similar to me and the other I rarely see. In reality I liked one more then the other cause I see one more then the other. Not that that any of this is the tragedy of my situation...certain factors just makes any chances, currently, hopeless (I think).