The principle of non-creating people (i.e. most people) on tumblr, is to show their creativity and uniqueness—THROUGH THE THINGS THEY LIKE THAT THEY HAD NO PART IN MAKING.
Nothing against it, I do it myself, but I’d really rather see a sudden hot burst of amateurish fiction, drawings, comics, music, WHATEVER, than JUST doing that.
Mom: “You sound happier talking to her. More…excited.”
“…for now, anyways.”
”how can he NOT aim his pee right, I pee IN THE DARK and don’t miss”; “discussing time-travel in-class is POINTLESS because we’re not going to become super-scientists who LEARN HOW TIME WORKS”; “you hide your hate well”; “mythic scale time is bad for our purposes”.
Two of these. First one.
I’m browsing through this girl I know’s pictures. Oh SHUT UP, if they add me, clearly they’re fine with me being able to see their pictures. Now, this girl is fairly pretty, I guess, but not stunning. But pictures can sometimes catch moments when people look so different . This one photo, she looked……..amazing. It made me catch my breath.
In that moment, I had a pure moment of joy. A slice of shining happiness.I thanked God that I live in Vancouver, with so many beautiful Asian girls. I’m atheist, so understand what this photo was like for me to forget I don’t believe in God lol. I’m not normally this moved by a girl’s beauty. It was a transcendent moment.So I did what my generation does when something of note happens.
I posted a status abut it on facebook.
It went almost exactly like “on my knees, shouting thank god I live in vancouver”. Something close and as suggestive of me on my knees, with tears down my face, smiling a smile of pure joy, shouting my gratitude. Of course I left out the bit about it being thankful for all the beautiful asian girls. Many of them who go to my school were on my friend list, and could see this.
Then the EXACT SAME GIRL whose photos I was browsing through was the first to comment. “proud vancouverite lol.” She HAD NO IDEA :D. I was laughing my ASS OFF XD. Because she will never know she inspired it.
#2. This one is fairly recent, like, um, half an hour ago. So, I’m browsing with the wall of a girl I used to be friends with. I sorta kinda ended my friendship with this person very abruptly, because of various reasons, mostly because I didn’t like them that much and they were a bit annoying. However, I am paranoid and cautious whenever I make decisions such as this, and try to understand how my abrupt ending of our friendship could come back to bite me in the ass. This is how I approach all things. Could she be more popular than I thought she was, and maybe she’ll tell lots of girls I’m an asshole? Could she lash out at me in public? Could she turn into a creepy stalker? These things I considered. I did it anyway. Still, the fear lingered. She didn’t lash out at me, or become a stalker, or any of the unlikely ones. The only likely way was the one where she tells all her girlfriends what an asshole I was for ending a friendship when there was so much there (from her perspective. i put up with her, tried to listen and be nice, she took advantage, it got tiring to keep it up, especially when she bullshits so much. the end). Luckily, there is a way I can investigate her possible popularity from afar.
Her FACEBOOK PAGE. She still hadn’t un-added me. So I trawled through her wall. Depressingly, she seemed to have quite a few friends who were girls at school. Or, at least, girls who commented and liked her stuff. Hmm.
Recently, I checked her wall again. She was commenting on someone’s photo, criticizing their shoes fairly directly. I have seen her do this before, when the girl was well within earshot. It’s her expressing her “stubbornness”, “rebel” side, and possibly a sort of assertion of power, saying something impolite so openly, I guess. If she did that to a guy obviously he wouldn’t give much of a shit, but to a girl this is the equivalent of a guy saying something about another guy’s mother. The girl, predictably, reacts back harsh as she can while not overstepping the politeness barrier. This open criticism reminds me of a basic rule I got from Dale Carnegie, which is to never criticize anyone unless it’s my job or something very very important depends on it. So I post a status about it.
“Rule Number One:Do not criticize. Ever. People hear enough of that shit from their parents. I keep on forgetting this one.”
It’s more to remind myself than anything else, but also perhaps, on the off chance anyone listens to that advice, lots of ruffled emotions could be avoided.
Then, in the ticker(this mini-feed of recent events on the side)I see she’s COPIED AND PASTED my status and re-appropriated it to her own needs. I’m fucking terrified. Does she know I got inspiration for that from these comments, and she’s telling them “omfg god this creep put this status after stalking my wall”? My paranoia skyrockets. I hurry to read the full comment. Phew. I don’t think so. Her re-appropriation of my status is a defense to shoegirl that summarizes as “you don’t know me, so don’t JUDGE ME.” It’s also so genuinely hypocritical to post something about not criticizing when SHE WAS DOING EXACTLY THAT.
At this point I laugh my ass off. Once gain, the status has returned to the source, and she will never know she sparked it.