Sep 13, 2008 18:57
So for the past year my friends Uncle for some reason has felt the need to be all up in my business on myspace, and I don't have the heart to tell him to piss off because he's one of the only people to ever buy my artwork before... but for some reason, despite how rude he always is towards me, I still open up to him. I'm not sure if it's because I need a slap in the face some times, or what, but here's an excerpt from a recent conversation we had:
Me: "When did the world start spinning backwards and men get more serious about relationships than women?"
William: "You're young so it just SEEMS that way. Men have ALWAYS been more prone to fall in 'love' faster than women... mostly because men confuse love with lust. Women tend to fall OUT of love faster, too. Mostly cuz women are bitches. :o)
So why the fall for a best friend? Is it because of so much time spent around him, him looking decent becasue he HAS a woman he's interested in so he's not playing you and you being sort of lonely or needy? Man, how did THAT happen? Why that's almost as bizarre a happening as co-workers hooking up!
I'm being sarcastic, of course.
Men only SEEM more serious... actually they just tend to be more aggressively territorial about it all. I swear, most men... if they could piss on a woman to claim her they would."
...Yeah, he's fucking nuts, and immensely offensive.
But the question is, how much of what he says is truth? Do I fall for unavailable men because it shows their resistance to temptation?
And more importantly, I've noticed a a trend in young blog writers:
There are the type of people who write about things that matter. Politics, world views, contradictions, movies, books, philosophy, etc. The people who are actually looking for interactions in their blogs. They are the people who will change the world.
There are the people who are very artistic and mysterious that you never know exactly what they're talking about, but surely it makes sense to them. And as you read their journal you're wishing you could be so clever, yet at the same time, you wish they wouldn't be so vague because you want to understand them and what makes them so mysterious (which would result in them no longer be mysterious, so you just accept it and go on thinking how beautiful they are).
Then there are the people who write exactly as they would to their own diaries, except allowing the world to read it. Names, places, etc are not worth hiding to them.
And you read their journals thinking they're making a documentary of their lives, yet their lives aren't interesting enough to bother with. And you stop reading.
And then there's the hybrid. The people people who wish they were mysterious, but at the same time they want everyone to understand, so they write they're thoughts without the use of names, though to anyone involved it's blatantly obvious what they're talking about.
I belong to all 4 groups, yet more often than not, I belong to the hybrid group.
I write to get my thoughts down, because the more I think, the more cluttered my brain gets. Sometimes I just need to see things written down to understand, or to reorganize.
I write because there are people I don't see very often, and I want them to know what's going on in my life.
But a lot of times, I write because I know my audience.
And then it makes it that much more ironic that I'm writing it down for them to read.
The hybrid group can pretend we're being vague, but in reality, we're writing everything we want our audience to understand. The things we're to afraid to say to their faces, because we're afraid of their reactions.
Or perhaps we feel that we've worn out what's already been said, and we no one wants to seem redundant.
But even though I know exactly what you're talking about,
...you're still a mystery to me.