The things that keep me awake aren't always worrisome. Tonight, it's comedic. So I'm going to share some things people say to me that I always want blog about. It may be things not worth correcting, things that irk me or simply things that just make me space out. Who knows. I'm tired and blogging from phone again! Beware!
"Amanda doesn't like to drive, she's like me"
Totally false. I love driving. I had to wait so long before I could drive. I remember dreaming of the days I could be alone with music. Drama, I know. But I love music. I always had headphones in every time I was in the car. From Britney Spears to high school. So I knew driving meant the music wouldn't be in my ears, it would be all around me. So much to look forward to, right? Buying my car from my sister was the best thing I ever did as a teenager. I would proudly roll down all the windows, pull back the sunroof and scream along with Emery. Of course, the car had a temperamental AC so I had to have the windows down anyways. But I loved it. I still do. My friends know I will always volunteer to drive. After all, I like having the control when my body is traveling at high speeds.
"You're so positive"
I told one of my friends that this was said to me recently. She jabbed "who are you showing them up there?". She laughed and said she was kidding. However, this same friend taught me the phrase, "there's truth in jest". I get it. In Savannah, I was becoming a little bored and boring myself. My life was bored. I had wonderful things! I loved what I did! But I didn't look forward that often. I guess that's what kept me from being "positive". Everyone who knows me knows that I'm a little blunt. I guess something about Charlotte has me pretty mellow. And uh, I actually like it.
These two words are a pet peeve of mine. They are heavy. It's certainly hard for me to throw them around with no effort. Man, some people toss the term like it's weightless! I guess when you've known someone for a long time you grow to love them, sure. But could ya at least have a conversation with me, about me, before you decide if you love me? Love your neighbor.. yea, yea. I understand. I try. But when people say something rude, and then say "love you" behind it... Well, uh, that doesn't convince me you love me. I also don't think I'd want to reciprocate that. The same goes for "miss you". If someone tells me they miss me and I know it's just a filler, I can not bring myself to say it back. I just can't. Too much
pride Mary in me. It is unfathomable why it's said if it's not meant. Here's my interpretation: You're gone. Though that doesn't affect me, I'll pretend a part of me is sad to make you happy. You guys, I'm crazy. This I know to be true. With this said, if you don't want to learn that I don't miss you, just keep the empty words to yourself. If you mean it, I'll know it. How? It's a little impossible to miss something you never acknowledged was there.
"You look so much older"
Need I go on?
"You act so much older"
Basically, I'm the room temperature vanilla ice cream sliding down a beige wall in an elevator playing soft music.
"How did the photos turn out?"
They are digital. They didn't need to turn. They happened.
"It came aloose"
Why the a? Did John Travolta teach you that?
"You know what I think?"
I hope you're thinking the answer to that question is obvious. Because obviously, no.
"You should have been there"
In elementary school, staying home was the coolest thing you could do... Until you get to school the next day and the kid with bad manners was jealous you stayed home so they try to make you jealous for missing school. I could also replace the word "kid" in the previous statement with "adult".
"I was young the first time I was married too"
I've yet to find my reply for this one.
Here's one that's not a quote. At work, Spanish speaking people spot me and then run up to me with joy on their faces and begin talking. They then see me searching their faces and realize that I am indeed American. I wish English speaking people were that happy to see me.
Last but not least:
"You're like family"
I talk to my family every day. If a day goes by without hearing from my family, it's because they didn't answer when I called or vice versa. For someone to be like family, it seems as if that means you'd talk to them at least once a week. Melanie, my best friend, I talk to her pretty much every day. Through text, Facebook, all the social networks. About once a week we call each other and spend hours talking over the phone. That's like family. I don't have to tell her that because she knows it. My family doesn't have to tell me they are my family, I know it. I think I've made my point.
Maybe I take everything too seriously.
No, I absolutely take everything too seriously.
Maybe I'm rambling.
No, I absolutely am rambling.
When I was younger, Dustin would fight with me. If he said something mean, my world was ruined. He would tell me I was a baby and I would validate him by crying and failing to say something witty back. I've always taken cuts deep! It's just who I am.
I also love people painfully. I love my family and my husband. I sometimes wonder if it's too much. I argue with Jareb every once in while telling him that I love him more. "Friendships should be symmetrical" says Will Graham on Hannibal. He's right. But I'm the psychopath that likes to be over the edge. When my family visits and leaves, I turn into Arnie Grape the moment they pull away. I only mean that I love my mamma and it makes me sad. (Please know this movie reference). It's hard being away! But loving them is also what keeps me happier than I've ever been.
This post was all over the place. Welcome to my world, you guys.
I think I'll call this one myth busters.