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I spent the weekend up in Idyllwild with my friend Sofya. (Idyllwild, for those who do not know, is a town up in the mountains; my family has a cabin there and sometimes we go there and yeah.) It was fun. Unexpectedly fun. I mean, I knew I was going to enjoy it, but I don't suppose I was prepared for how much I'd enjoy it.
We didn't even do anything in particular. Mostly we hung out, drew, talked about stuff we like, wrote, and watched films. I showed her A Christmas Story, which is pretty much my favorite movie, and she thought it was hilarious. It was vaguely surreal for me, though, to watch it with someone who didn't know anything about it. She didn't even know most of the jokes behind it (like "You'll shoot your eye out" or "I triple dog dare you!"). Really all she knew was that it had the leg lamp in it (because she's seen my own leg lamp - yes, I have the lamp at home). And that it's supposed to be funny. But it was curiously great to see a total outsider enjoy something I was extremely familiar with. I sort of saw it how an outsider might see it. Well, of course not really like an outsider would see it, but I was thinking of that mindset.
We ended up coming up with a new moniker for me. "Shinkicker". I was explaining how I like to write things that make people sad and emotionally traumatized, in a "feels" sort of way. I explained that it was because I am not an emotional person so it's funny to watch other people get emotional. I compared it to being someone who has no physical feeling in the entire lower part of their body, so they kick people in the shins because they think the sound people make when they get their shins kicked is funny. So yeah. Shinkicker.
I can't think of anything else to say about my life, other than the fact that I've actually started talking to people at school. For the first time this school year, I've sort of been talking to people and sort of been forming things that vaguely resemble acquaintanceships. This is rare and possibly good.
I may end up actually posting things about my life here and talking about the things I do.
We didn't even do anything in particular. Mostly we hung out, drew, talked about stuff we like, wrote, and watched films. I showed her A Christmas Story, which is pretty much my favorite movie, and she thought it was hilarious. It was vaguely surreal for me, though, to watch it with someone who didn't know anything about it. She didn't even know most of the jokes behind it (like "You'll shoot your eye out" or "I triple dog dare you!"). Really all she knew was that it had the leg lamp in it (because she's seen my own leg lamp - yes, I have the lamp at home). And that it's supposed to be funny. But it was curiously great to see a total outsider enjoy something I was extremely familiar with. I sort of saw it how an outsider might see it. Well, of course not really like an outsider would see it, but I was thinking of that mindset.
We ended up coming up with a new moniker for me. "Shinkicker". I was explaining how I like to write things that make people sad and emotionally traumatized, in a "feels" sort of way. I explained that it was because I am not an emotional person so it's funny to watch other people get emotional. I compared it to being someone who has no physical feeling in the entire lower part of their body, so they kick people in the shins because they think the sound people make when they get their shins kicked is funny. So yeah. Shinkicker.
I can't think of anything else to say about my life, other than the fact that I've actually started talking to people at school. For the first time this school year, I've sort of been talking to people and sort of been forming things that vaguely resemble acquaintanceships. This is rare and possibly good.
I may end up actually posting things about my life here and talking about the things I do.