heh well, okay
So, today was yet another interestning day. Failed to muster the energy to go to Nuke class yet again. I naturally could call forth a myriad of excuses like being woken up at 3am by some random noise thing with all the lights on, but in the end, they're just excuses. So yeah, gonna really give that a solid whirl tommorow er... wednesday. I think I'll see if John wants to eat breakfast before class. That way I'll be letting someone besides myself down if I don't go. I always do matter when it effects other people, I guess I really just don't care enough about myself, huh. LOL, or maybe I just know that I'll always forgive myself, ROFL! So yeah, that's the Nuke plan.
;)
Otherwise, today I got my headphones which = awesome!! that's right two exclamation marks! But not three, after all, I did still have to pay for them. And yeah, they're pretty cool. Which is good. Uhm, yeah, on a slightly more philosophical note, I ran into Gregitron today. Granted while that in itself is certainly worthy of countles hours of pondering, it was the nature of the encounter that got me to thinking.
So, I'm walking back to Hillenbrand after actually having breakfast at around 9am (I just barely missed nuke!) and Greg's just leaving. As we pass he gives me a greating, "How ya doing!?" , and I respond with a semi-earthy "..it's the morning.." but real comrade like, as if we shared an instinctive understanding with each other, and he must have felt this understanding too, because then he was all like, "I hear ya there!" and we both went our seperate ways. So, this is what got me to thinking. I mean, the whole exchange was very typical, and more to the point it was quite predictable. I mean, there was absolutely nothing novel whatsoever about the whole exchange. I was textbook, cliche, cookiecutter, whatever tried and true descriptor you want to use to apply to this tried and true passing conversation. It was schmoozing, chit chat, shooting the breaze. It was like, we had succeeded in talking without actually saying anything. Absolutely nothing of any meaning, value, or merit was said. So this is what I wondered: Is there then any value to such idle banter? The words themselves are quite worthless, but is there perhaps some redemptive aspect inherent? In the end, I came to the conclusion that yes, indeed there was. As long as this chit chat didn't replace or come in the way of meaningful conversation, it shows that you care. You care about social standards or better still about the person, but you care. It either sustains, strengthens or creates relationships. There is value in that you actually bothered to expend energy on the other person. You went to the effort to say something to them, and even though you didn't actually say anything, you still said something, and that in itself is worth ... well, something.
Uh huh, the rest of the day went pretty non-chalantly. I got another credit card to throw away, which is always thrilling. Though this time is was my fault I got it, since I filled out some survey for a free subway sandwhich ... I was hungy :) Let's see, what else ... called Holly of course. I was a little annoyed when she had to momentarily go when her mom asked her to return some movies, but then I thought about it and realized I really didn't have a thing to be upset about. Imagining the beating I would incur if I actually complained to you guys hepled with that, lol. Yeah, it was in the middle of my conversation that I got scared witless. Like, so I'm talking right, when RA Jen from Hillenbrand 5th floor girls and RA Hillary from somewhere returned from talking to Tyler as in Kyler Tyler. They talked because apparently Hillary and Tyler both went to the same highschool in Seattle and it was a like, "Oh my gosh!" moment, I mean, two people from the same Seattle highschool here!? Anyway, so they talked and then were leaving when they ran into me in the elevator waiting area. So I say kinda like hi and bye, and they're all saying how super nice Tyler is, 'cause he is lol. Now, i should note that Hillary while an RA and 22 is .. well she's a very attractive lady. So keep that in mind when I tell you that, as they're kinda waiting for the elevator and saying bye to me, Hillary grabs my lanyard which is around my neck to look at it or something except she pulls it closer to her and me by the neck along with it. Not violently, but forcefully. So yeah, like serious fight or flight was kick'n in. Like, there's a very attractive gal pulling me to her by the neck, and like, my mind is just screaming DANGER!!! DANGER!!! FOR THE LOVE RUN!!! Except I couldn't 'cause she had me by the neck. So she finished looking at my lanyard I guess, as she stopped pulling me to her and let go, but I was like kinda pulling back, and oh man, it only there had been a camera to get my face, it would be poorly hidden abject terror, lol.
So, it turns out Hillary was just in a funny mood because she just found out that her fiance who was supposed to visit canceled the visit. So, I was relieved and of course completely understood her weird mood, and I guess in retrospect there is something a little deflating in that she had no compuction whatsoever in pulling me in like that even though she had a fiance, which means naturally that she regards me in a similar fashion as a rather intelligent 9 year old boy. yeah, w00t. lol. But anyway, I then explained everything to Holly who was on the phone the whole time, rofl! and yeah, it was hard for me to communicate why I had been freak'n out even though I wasn't interested in Hillary at all. So, finnaly I was able to express why I was tripp'n when like, I told her that my whole mind was screaming at me to run and that no good could possibly come from this. Yeah, interesting stuff.
Right, well, I hope I did a better job of uh, paragraphing or whatever, so tata!
~Scott
;)
Otherwise, today I got my headphones which = awesome!! that's right two exclamation marks! But not three, after all, I did still have to pay for them. And yeah, they're pretty cool. Which is good. Uhm, yeah, on a slightly more philosophical note, I ran into Gregitron today. Granted while that in itself is certainly worthy of countles hours of pondering, it was the nature of the encounter that got me to thinking.
So, I'm walking back to Hillenbrand after actually having breakfast at around 9am (I just barely missed nuke!) and Greg's just leaving. As we pass he gives me a greating, "How ya doing!?" , and I respond with a semi-earthy "..it's the morning.." but real comrade like, as if we shared an instinctive understanding with each other, and he must have felt this understanding too, because then he was all like, "I hear ya there!" and we both went our seperate ways. So, this is what got me to thinking. I mean, the whole exchange was very typical, and more to the point it was quite predictable. I mean, there was absolutely nothing novel whatsoever about the whole exchange. I was textbook, cliche, cookiecutter, whatever tried and true descriptor you want to use to apply to this tried and true passing conversation. It was schmoozing, chit chat, shooting the breaze. It was like, we had succeeded in talking without actually saying anything. Absolutely nothing of any meaning, value, or merit was said. So this is what I wondered: Is there then any value to such idle banter? The words themselves are quite worthless, but is there perhaps some redemptive aspect inherent? In the end, I came to the conclusion that yes, indeed there was. As long as this chit chat didn't replace or come in the way of meaningful conversation, it shows that you care. You care about social standards or better still about the person, but you care. It either sustains, strengthens or creates relationships. There is value in that you actually bothered to expend energy on the other person. You went to the effort to say something to them, and even though you didn't actually say anything, you still said something, and that in itself is worth ... well, something.
Uh huh, the rest of the day went pretty non-chalantly. I got another credit card to throw away, which is always thrilling. Though this time is was my fault I got it, since I filled out some survey for a free subway sandwhich ... I was hungy :) Let's see, what else ... called Holly of course. I was a little annoyed when she had to momentarily go when her mom asked her to return some movies, but then I thought about it and realized I really didn't have a thing to be upset about. Imagining the beating I would incur if I actually complained to you guys hepled with that, lol. Yeah, it was in the middle of my conversation that I got scared witless. Like, so I'm talking right, when RA Jen from Hillenbrand 5th floor girls and RA Hillary from somewhere returned from talking to Tyler as in Kyler Tyler. They talked because apparently Hillary and Tyler both went to the same highschool in Seattle and it was a like, "Oh my gosh!" moment, I mean, two people from the same Seattle highschool here!? Anyway, so they talked and then were leaving when they ran into me in the elevator waiting area. So I say kinda like hi and bye, and they're all saying how super nice Tyler is, 'cause he is lol. Now, i should note that Hillary while an RA and 22 is .. well she's a very attractive lady. So keep that in mind when I tell you that, as they're kinda waiting for the elevator and saying bye to me, Hillary grabs my lanyard which is around my neck to look at it or something except she pulls it closer to her and me by the neck along with it. Not violently, but forcefully. So yeah, like serious fight or flight was kick'n in. Like, there's a very attractive gal pulling me to her by the neck, and like, my mind is just screaming DANGER!!! DANGER!!! FOR THE LOVE RUN!!! Except I couldn't 'cause she had me by the neck. So she finished looking at my lanyard I guess, as she stopped pulling me to her and let go, but I was like kinda pulling back, and oh man, it only there had been a camera to get my face, it would be poorly hidden abject terror, lol.
So, it turns out Hillary was just in a funny mood because she just found out that her fiance who was supposed to visit canceled the visit. So, I was relieved and of course completely understood her weird mood, and I guess in retrospect there is something a little deflating in that she had no compuction whatsoever in pulling me in like that even though she had a fiance, which means naturally that she regards me in a similar fashion as a rather intelligent 9 year old boy. yeah, w00t. lol. But anyway, I then explained everything to Holly who was on the phone the whole time, rofl! and yeah, it was hard for me to communicate why I had been freak'n out even though I wasn't interested in Hillary at all. So, finnaly I was able to express why I was tripp'n when like, I told her that my whole mind was screaming at me to run and that no good could possibly come from this. Yeah, interesting stuff.
Right, well, I hope I did a better job of uh, paragraphing or whatever, so tata!
~Scott