PROCRASTINATION!
who remembers how to write a lab report?
i just got off the phone with the smartest person i know - her conversation is like a taxi ride in mumbai - you get where she said but you dont know how, and you still feel a little lost, and disoriented by all the stuff you saw on the way.
and you always end up wondering why she bothers to talk to you, when there must be some mysterious congregation of higher level of conversationalists somewhere who are just way more interesting...
not that i'm boring, i'm not insecure. but she can really shut me down.
she's the only person i know whom i must sit down while talking too, no wandering around and cleaning house, no surfing the internet - if i'm not focusing, i'll have no idea what she's talking about. she called me during her finals week once, when i was probably getting stoned too much, and the disparity was a little painfull, and she mentioned that she'd been consciously trying to use smaller words, and i was still struggling to keep up -
she is the ONLY person i know who can talk DOWN to my level.
she's also so fucking self-aware, as in openly and honestly aware of herself, that she's comfortable being a little ... typed. she now wants to be an activist-librarian in her free time, while actually being a pulp novelist.
grr/oy.
i'm smart, damnit!
wtvr - must go to hippie meeting now.
who remembers how to write a lab report?
i just got off the phone with the smartest person i know - her conversation is like a taxi ride in mumbai - you get where she said but you dont know how, and you still feel a little lost, and disoriented by all the stuff you saw on the way.
and you always end up wondering why she bothers to talk to you, when there must be some mysterious congregation of higher level of conversationalists somewhere who are just way more interesting...
not that i'm boring, i'm not insecure. but she can really shut me down.
she's the only person i know whom i must sit down while talking too, no wandering around and cleaning house, no surfing the internet - if i'm not focusing, i'll have no idea what she's talking about. she called me during her finals week once, when i was probably getting stoned too much, and the disparity was a little painfull, and she mentioned that she'd been consciously trying to use smaller words, and i was still struggling to keep up -
she is the ONLY person i know who can talk DOWN to my level.
she's also so fucking self-aware, as in openly and honestly aware of herself, that she's comfortable being a little ... typed. she now wants to be an activist-librarian in her free time, while actually being a pulp novelist.
grr/oy.
i'm smart, damnit!
wtvr - must go to hippie meeting now.
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[Edited on May 13, 2005 12:09PM]
You want this? Why? What makes you "unstoppable."