The Big Whinge Festival
Every so often, I am reminded how different I am from other people.
This is not a rant about how much teenage angst fills my life, it is from a perspective of calm ponderance and waves of tension that arise when I consider myself.
In honesty, I do get jealous of other people for who they are. Last night I was observing Tia and Tegan, and half wishing I could be like them. And they're a pair of my greatest and 'closest' friends. I don't wish I could be them - it's more a matter of wishing I could form those sorts of friendship bonds... I've never had a human best friend. And my experiences of imaginary friends - they're not normal imaginary friends... My english short story is about the line between reality and having an imaginary friend - I tried to explain it to someone once, and then realised that my concept of imaginary friend was completely different (and incoherent) to the majority of the population's.
I'm naturally a loner, a true blue INTJ Meyers-Briggs personality type. You should do that test, if you haven't. It's great. It feels nice to learn about who you are. Something else that really made me happy was The Power of One - The Loner's Manifesto: it was promising to be a great read. I felt like hugging that book, in a way. I had to return it before it became overdue. It's on my post-HSC reading list, don't worry. And I intend to own my own copy.
There are parts of me that are normal geek, normal nerd... And this is why I have to find a nice fellow insane pal if I begin a BA next year... But every time I've had the desire etc. for a 'best friend', it's all gone down the drain. I remember in the humble days of year 8, when Fiona first joined our group - I had great notions of her, Jess and I being a triplet of friends. Well, I barely need to say that such events did not happen. It was a trio, without me. Suchu, from you I am expecting a sympathetic comment, but I do not want it.
I'm happy with who I am. I wouldn't want to change myself. Gregor, in .. oh, I can't remember the acronym - he said that he didn't think he'd ever be able to understand me, and that I'm very complex. It was nice to have that confirmed. And be appreciated, at the same time. I'm not sure if I understand myself, even.
It's all very interesting, but it does depress me at times. How are other people able to have (and yes, be hurt by) these great and often lasting friendship-bonds - and I'm not? I'm a loner, I'm different, that's why, would be the simple answer. But sometimes I want those things. Maybe I'm a bit of a Paul (in a different way). In some ways, it makes sense, in others it's incomprehendible.
So this cycle of mrrhhhk-ness comes around every so often, and apart from feeling miserable, I can take the haughty "I am better than thou, oh so much wiser and superior" attitude to deal with it. Which leaves me feeling more sad, and all. Hm.
So, it feels unfair. But I did mention before that I've never had this earthly friend... But then there's Jesus. And everything's okay. ^_^
Yeah, so sometimes I get down, and wish I was more girly (although I would prefer to still detest materialism), or more chatty, but I like being me. And it's fun when I go insane with Bob or someone and we can laugh together, or I can make coffee for someone and be there to listen and answer questions, whatever they feel like.
My 'thing' (little task) for this and last week was kindness. I've been doing small nice things, but then I might bite out... and then I get annoyed at myself. Often it's just sarcastic criticism of someone else (or the jokes of Dr. T), and I apologise profusely (then the person wonders why I'm doing so), but I'd rather be a kinder person. Ah! So what I need is another me - ohhh yes. Heh.
One of my previous sayings of the week was "If I ran the world", this week it was "I've nearly finished all my major works - I can nearly see the light at the end of this tunnel called the HSC!", perhaps it will become (only jokingly, of course), "If only everyone else was me."
In jest, I say.
Oh, and for this ranting I can blame hunger and coffee. Oh, why not chuck Spider solitaire in there as well. But I guess now I've talked about something more 'real' in this frivolous blog, so there *pokes tongue out*. I hope you're not too offended.
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