So in more people capers, I ditched my usual TAFE crowd and hung out with another two kids at TAFE on our excursion today. Talking to the girls, I told them how I absolutely hated this girl in our class who was a class-A bitch and it irritated me how she never paid any attention whatsoever, interrupted our lessons on whim and then asked all these questions which would have been answered if she listened in the first place. Her joking insults have an edge of malice which sets my teeth on edge.
However, one of the girls responded back with that what irritated her the most was the crew (the ones that I end sitting up with) who would hold the class back because they were slow and then end up giving up on the course anyway.
It’s really very interesting. This is because it illustrates what we as different people find important. The girl is obviously ambitious and really minds when people hold her back. However, my ambitions are more laid back, and I really mind when people cause disruption and aren’t very nice. This indicates that I prefer things to be like calm water.
It got me thinking about what my people philosophy is. I have been told over and over again that my reputation as a noisy, annoying attention seeker is why many people dislike me. However, because I have a philosophy of believing the best in people, I’m generally very easy going until they actually piss me off in person. And as a result, I get very upset when people develop dislike towards me because I generally try to like everyone.
On a different note, Vanessa came over on Sunday to help me de-clutter my room and it was really great. We had a lovely chat and some of it was about how people irritated us, or how we lost contact with people.
In the cleaning process, a lot of old things resurfaced. Pictures of my first love Eric, leftovers from old projects that I had done which had me pulling out an old scrapbook I had made whilst Alex and I were dating. It was bloody painful and I wanted to cry as all the memories of those times came rushing back.
But I wonder what is it that makes me nostalgic? Is it because it was a happy time? Is it because I miss the person? Is it because I regret losing what I had and becoming what I am? This doesn’t wash as I can honestly say that I am more happy and satisfied with myself as a person right now than I have ever been in the past, especially while I was dating. Maybe it’s because I miss the emotional ties as my relationships with people who were so very important to me. Maybe it’s because I miss having someone to dream about and make things for.
I don’t really know.
However I am struck that human emotion and interaction is so very complex.
Back on the original topic, I’ve noticed nowadays that my usual crew at TAFE is starting to annoy me because of their singular lack of ambition. I miss being able to completely nerd out and have that accepted as opposed to being cut down for ‘showing off’ my intellect. So I just bury myself in my books and my knitting.
And in more not-so-nicety, it’s nice to have company during lunch, but beyond TAFE, I will most likely leave them behind. That makes me sad at myself somewhat.