Wednesday, November 24, 2010

why do I do this...

Going from class to class, or just simply sitting down at lunch, I watch people. I am a people watcher. I observe their mannerisms to try and figure them out. It's one of my hobbies instead of trying to make conversation with the awkward people I sometimes sit with. One of the things I notice is that a lot of people don't brush their hair. WHY. I don't know, it is like they don't want people to touch their hair, or they are trying to get dred locks. Maybe they were watching tv and they came upon an advertisement that was strangely related to how they thought about things.

I make up stories and excuses for people so I don't get annoyed at the way they act.

That black girl is talking louder than she should. She probably lives in a house with parrots so she's used to talking over their loud squeeking noises.

That girl is wearing too much make up. She probably has to go work as a clown after school and doesn't want to risk putting on her clown make up while she's driving so she doesn't end up in an accident. Good for her.

This boy doesn't look at my eyes or even at me when I am talking to him. He probably likes boys.

Most of these excuses are probably not true, but they reassure me and make things for tolerable. My friends think it's a bad idea to do that, but if I didn't do that, then I would be yelling at a lot of people for their stupidity everyday.

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