Me and you, deja vu

This post provides the context for my previous post about short-term memory and a very exciting life. It's pretty good, so go read it.

deja vu

Actually, all I want to say is that I just had deja vu about trying to get to know people and trying to be funny around them before I really know them very well. I had forgotten until just now how I used to, in high school, make friendships based on humor. There wasn't any other real substance (being mostly a loner in high school, I don't think I'm qualified to make any kind of cynical statement about how relationships in high school are generally substance-lacking), and so I remember being grieved at one point that I couldn't ever do anything more important with certain friends other than joke around.

This led, I guess, to a period in time when I wore a shell around people initially, and then burst out of it at unexpected times, sometimes prompting comments about how people thought I was just really quiet.

such is life

It's a strange feeling (must be why we had to label it in French) to realize you had totally forgotten a whole learning process that was, at times, somewhat painful. To quote the French again, "say. lie. be." (pr. say-lah-VEE - for some reason the v's come across as b's, I guess... ;)) Must be their way of dealing with the unsatisfaction of inch-deep relationships. At least if I know that life is supposed to disappoint, then I won't have to inconvenience myself by expecting more.