Stupid Girl
Jul. 13th, 2007 03:48 amThanks to lots of lovely people for kindly birthday wishes.
Alas! I deserve none of them. For I am a bloody idiot and I am in despair, teenage angsty despair...
Today I catch up with a chum, a work colleague I really really like and rate and care about. We meet on the stairs and make small talk about, uh well, I can't really remember, but somehow it ends up with him saying ' Hey, a romance connection between you and me?' Without batting an eyelid I flick my hair over my shoulder coolly(hah!) and say 'As If! Puhlease? Do I look stupid?' It came out of my mouth without me thinking.
'Oh!' Says he, 'I'm shot through the heart!' And there's a weird stillness, and all I can think of is:
Boot, you are not Californian.
Boot, you are not in high school.
Boot, you are not seventeen.
Boot, you are not Alicia Silverstone.
Boot, you are lying.
What I actually meant was: Oh man, I think you are amazing and if my partner wasn't the incomparable
larians I would be just like every other idiot in this place with a massive crush on you following you around and wishing you'd notice me, but you shouldn't even guess that, I'm supposed to be undivinable re that sort of thing, I thought I was harder to read and you twitted my pride and flustered me and I skewered you so you would never guess how close you got and now I've gone and maybe hurt the person I care about the most in this place, and somehow in a one hundred and eighty degree spin of defensiveness, said the diametric opposite to what I feel!
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
We're cool, we hugged, everything is fine. I think. Or maybe I should explain the above to him. Or maybe I should just act normal when we next meet, like nothing was said. I really don't know what to do.
I am sitting here with my head in my hands.
The reason I write is cos I can't really communicate at all.
Alas! I deserve none of them. For I am a bloody idiot and I am in despair, teenage angsty despair...
Today I catch up with a chum, a work colleague I really really like and rate and care about. We meet on the stairs and make small talk about, uh well, I can't really remember, but somehow it ends up with him saying ' Hey, a romance connection between you and me?' Without batting an eyelid I flick my hair over my shoulder coolly(hah!) and say 'As If! Puhlease? Do I look stupid?' It came out of my mouth without me thinking.
'Oh!' Says he, 'I'm shot through the heart!' And there's a weird stillness, and all I can think of is:
Boot, you are not Californian.
Boot, you are not in high school.
Boot, you are not seventeen.
Boot, you are not Alicia Silverstone.
Boot, you are lying.
What I actually meant was: Oh man, I think you are amazing and if my partner wasn't the incomparable
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
We're cool, we hugged, everything is fine. I think. Or maybe I should explain the above to him. Or maybe I should just act normal when we next meet, like nothing was said. I really don't know what to do.
I am sitting here with my head in my hands.
The reason I write is cos I can't really communicate at all.
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Date: 2007-07-13 07:19 am (UTC)Age does not always make us wiser-sometimes it leaves us even less prepared for situations and feelings we experienced on a regular basis when younger. I have a father in his late 70s who is out dating again and its painful to watch at times. If anything the skill level seems to often go down as we get older due to lack of practice and the way situations tend to ambush our emotions unprepared. Plus of course both past and existing relationships always complicate everything.
When I get myself in a mess with something I usually make a pros and cons list-a sort of map of the issue. Then I think about. Then I bin the list and move on. Sometimes my thoughts and feelings are clearer by the time I bin the list.
*hug*
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Date: 2007-07-13 08:42 am (UTC)And have a birthday hug.
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Date: 2007-07-13 08:55 am (UTC)True, what you say. I am just kicking myself cos there are a dozen more polite and more accurate ways I could have dealt with this. All I needed was the grace to tell him the truth, flattering but final, straight down the line, everyone goes away happy. But noooooo, I had to use my special boot charm on it!
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Date: 2007-07-13 08:58 am (UTC)People often remark that I look in pretty good nick for my age. I put some of this down to lucky dna (there are other drawbacks in that little packager) but a lot of it down to inveterate emotional infantilism.
Age does not make us wiser, but after this much experience in making mistakes, you'd have thought I'd have learned something!
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Date: 2007-07-13 09:01 am (UTC)More hugs, dammit!
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Date: 2007-07-13 09:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-13 09:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-13 09:11 am (UTC)Yes, he blindsided me. His fault! And he's as light as sunshine and has probably forgotten already. I love that he's so gifted and gorgeous but my life would be much easier if he wasn't!
Shock, Horror! Boot revealed to be merely human after all
Date: 2007-07-13 10:51 am (UTC)Darling girl, unless he's dim as a penny candle he'll have recognised your snap response for what it is. He may even have twigged the cause of such a vigourous reply, and even now is thinking to himself.
"Methinks the lady doth protest too much, innnteresting..."
Besides, you're far more alluring than even the most swollen of Boot egos might realise. He'll be back, trailing his less resistant admirers behind him like a sparking trail of valentine scented comet dust.
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Date: 2007-07-13 10:59 am (UTC)If I were in your position, I think I might just say I was sorry, that I hadn't really meant to be hurtful, and leave it at that. He doesn't need to know the other stuff.
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Date: 2007-07-13 11:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-13 11:53 am (UTC)Re: Shock, Horror! Boot revealed to be merely human after all
Date: 2007-07-13 11:56 am (UTC)He's no fool but he is young, and I felt the crunch as the arrows hit; I am never more silly than when proving my unstoppable cleverness!*wrings hands*
if I have lost his interest, my vanity will mourn. But if I have lost the love of a friend I begin to care for very much, more than my ego will be sorry...
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Date: 2007-07-13 11:59 am (UTC)I feel better already!
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Date: 2007-07-13 12:27 pm (UTC)Should there be a fight between one side and the other I'll be checking the teams before I decide which side to join. A battle bwtween "light" and "dark" is pretty abstract, I much prefer the idea of "us" and "them". Or better, "them" and "that other lot" whilst we have tea and cake.
(hugs)
You don't paint a picture of a lad who will decide he doesn't care for you anymore because of a single shocked comment that says you and he will not be lovers
He'll wish, he'll dream, and he'll think mischevious thoughts of you** but unless he's a damn fool he won't just walk away.
*again, damn you're good at this
**shakes comedy fist in the general direction of monogamy
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Date: 2007-07-13 12:32 pm (UTC)certainly not worth negating a birthday over.
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Date: 2007-07-13 01:02 pm (UTC)The trick is effecting change once you realise it I guess. We are usually just awful at turning mistakes into genuine learning experiences, or realising what our vulnerabilities are actually saying to us.
Its not all gloom and doom though-sometimes its the good things we repeat, or we find something good in our vulnerabilities. I have been finding out how much I value family lately following my mothers death two years ago, and its putting me into a position where I can support my father better for it.
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Date: 2007-07-13 01:14 pm (UTC)After the moment, we hugged, patted each other on the back in a manly way, promised eternal friendship, then he went to give someone feedback and I ran off to a nearby pub with a secret dark little corner in which I almost cried. I honestly think it was shock.
Then I went back to the studio and we pulled off a great show.
I don't understand how anything works. Hurry up with that rocket ship, dearest duke, and we'll take all our belovedests and leave the rest some cake...
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Date: 2007-07-13 01:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-13 02:15 pm (UTC)TBH, I have learnt a lot from my mistakes. Shooting my mouth off before I think is still my achilles heel. All I need to do is keep my jaws together. And when I do that, I just seethe until I explode and make matters infinitely worse!
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Date: 2007-07-13 02:54 pm (UTC)Its been a long road for me learning how to manage my speaking (and my facial expressions for that matter), and I am still not very good at it. I did learn how to channel my temper though-very handy that. I went from uncontrolled to being able to focus it as I want. Most people find me very placid and gentle, but when I do get angry I can focus it very nicely indeed in only a few words. Its wonderful for stopping people in their tracks...
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Date: 2007-07-13 06:14 pm (UTC)If there were hugs and slightly embarrased coughing then all is well. Next time you meet all will be carefully forgotten. Much in the way of a chap who has has declared undying love for his fellow man just a moment before realising that his fellow man is wearing a lavender neck scarf and PVC shorts.
You are a strong Boot, clearly self aware enough to realise your own attraction to this lad and wise enough to choose sensibly about it.
I, and many others love you dearly, once the rocket ship is ready we shall have to bring at least a smattering of them with us...
The ones that can bake at least.
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Date: 2007-07-13 08:11 pm (UTC)Whereas flip allows you both to be cool, subside behind your respective masks, and stay friends.
Oh the danger and tragedy of flirting, and the unsafe boundareis between friendship and love.
While poly is not necessarily the answer, monogamy begs too many questions....
Que sera sera.
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Date: 2007-07-14 10:38 am (UTC)While poly is not necessarily the answer, monogamy begs too many questions....
Very true indeed. And for all my aphrodisian inclinations I am as confused as ever!
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Date: 2007-07-14 01:07 pm (UTC)Not really sure what my point is, other than that many people (including nobel prize winners) beat themselves up about stuff that other people have long since forgotten... and Fleur Adcock says the following:
Things
There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.
There are worse things than these miniature betrayals,
committed or endured or suspected; there are worse things
than not being able to sleep for thinking about them.
It is 5 a.m. All the worse things come stalking in
and stand icily about the bed looking worse and worse
and worse
- Fleur Adcock
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Date: 2007-07-15 03:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-16 05:11 am (UTC)We've all had our moments like that. I plan some very intelligent things to say in these situations, but it just doesn't work out that way.
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Date: 2007-07-16 06:05 am (UTC)My planned responses are so clever, but it never works out for me either! Why do people spring these things on us? Surprise and tact don't mix!