Lately, it has come to my attention that I seem to give people the "innocent" impression, even for clannies on the mud -- who only know me via the way I type. True, I abhor swearing, I'm pretty quiet on public channels. But...innocent? O.o Those who know me should be aware that I have a good theoretical grasp of certain topics. I suppose it's for new people to find out. :P I don't discuss it with everyone, though.
What I do not understand, though, is that thing about "reputation"...perhaps this is linked to the gong gong (blur - unobservant) impression I give people -- which in turn, leads to gullibility and seeming innocence, which could just be a nice euphemism for "has no idea what's going on". But yes, as I was saying..;) I don't get the thing about "reputations". True, some people may have negative ones, and past events do influence the people we are, and will be. But...while it may be feasible to warn others against possible negative influences, is it not a social mistake to do this? No matter what, it's being unfair to the person in question, to judge him/her before you know him/her. Also, I may be blur, but I know how to read warning signs. I think. :) I'm not worryin'!
When it comes to social things, though, I have to admit I'm rather inept. I don't interpret -- I let the person I'm talking to lead the convo (that could be cos I'm lazy, too :P) -- I forget things easily -- I get distracted easily.
I swear...FutureSex/LoveSounds as an album is quite horrible upon first listening...but it's insidious -- I listened to it a few more times, and it's so nice now. O.o Strange. I've been brainwashed by JT. :P
Hoho, got distracted again. I have idea tapping away in factory of my brain again...I am going to write a piece centred around the single line, "Read to me in Elven." Soonish.
That reminds me...I was quite disappointed at the drabble-written-in-a-coffee-shop inspired by, "You're always so forceful...." "..." "...I'm not complaining." Can't even remember the last bit. In fact, I think I've thrown that piece of scrap paper away. O.o Meh.
Ah, yes. Happy Chinese New Year, everyone! Especially nic. :) Come, zen hug time! -zen bear hugs- Hugs are strange things. But I don't care, I still like to hug my bro. -evil grin-
My goodness...my original reason for writing this post...almost forgot it! Some lousy timing problems happened today -- I don't want to dwell on them. I will dwell, though, on playing pool. It was fun! (Thanks, Dennis! And Steven...I will try to keep your suggestions for improving my playing in mind. XD) It was cool meeting a whole bunch of people, though I didn't speak to many, and only recognised/was introduced to...Nick, Dennis, Chris, Steven, Yang (You remember I'd visited your blog! :D Hoho!), Shuai (Paiseh, I didn't know that was you, lol. XD), Josh (Why did you ask me for my name? :P). No, it's not all guys, Yang is a girl. XD Geez, the club needs more girls, though...there were only about five girls, though more could have arrived later. A bit shockang.
Then again, the guys were discussing (ahem) unmentionable things clustered around a table away from the pool tables (nice and clean, though lacking normal pool colourful balls. :( ), so I suppose it's a good idea the girls weren't there. :P Yeah..and a shot of vodka in a glass of orange juice adds spice. No wonder Jo wanted to make vodka punch. Though admittedly, vodka coke (or was it some other alcohol..?) was...weird...and had strange bubbles. XD
On Heroes today (which I rushed back to watch) - Save the Cheerleader in the next episode! Also saw Hiro in weird costume and strange facial hair. :P
I hope I don't dream about pool balls tonight. The last time I had one, it was so strange. Haha, this didn't make it to quotes...but here it is.
(*Jenn and sb take turns making crackpot dream interpretations.*)
Jenn: I dreamt about a place somehow similar to the student lounge, though I rarely visit that place. Twas darker, though, dimmer, somehow cosier. In a corner, I discussed some project or another with a group of people -- on the other side of the room, a guy played pool with a grou of small children -- pool with surprisingly small orange toy balls. I went over, curious, but as I approached the children disappeared, and the balls were normal-sized now, but too big for the table.
Sb: Ok...-sagely- The little orange balls mean you crave cheeseballs! You are immensely attracted to the guy playing pool, and wish to proceed from small balls to larger ones...*straight faced*
Jenn: *collapses in laughter*
We're laughing in that picture too. :) Though my laugh there says, "Awrgh, just brush yer teeth already!" -chuckles-
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