Change, really?
Saturday, April 07, 2007
As we all know, change doesn't happen overnight.
Scary as it is, I can't say I love the instability of a volatile lifestyle but every now and then, I try to welcome change. Embrace it in all its glorious surprises--the good and the bad.
However, what do you say to people who've known you before and now come up to you just to pause to take a GOOD look at you before landing opening lines dabbled with uncertainty? Of course, then the whole "Wow, you've changed!" remarks follow. That and I've also had people not believe I'm me and think that the rest who are around are conspiring against them.
The hell do people want to convince you that someone else is me? :P
It's really awkward, especially if I'm smiling because I recognize the person who's looking at me... and all the other person does is keep looking... and looking.
And then I feel like an ass for smiling at someone who doesn't seem to know me -_-
Although, I would assume that it's a good thing! Well, either I've bedazzled them so or I've turned into such an ugly cow they feel the need to stare.
I naturally feel the need to acknowledge the pseudo-compliment with a standard reply that goes something like: "Really? Thanks..." followed by a split second of awkward silence and a non too helpful "heh. I... grew my hair out."
A little gesture to the hair after that is optional.
I'm flattered but I think a new response is due.
Change is great. It's just the getting used to part that takes awhile to marinate and fully absorb.
As we all know, change doesn't happen overnight.
Scary as it is, I can't say I love the instability of a volatile lifestyle but every now and then, I try to welcome change. Embrace it in all its glorious surprises--the good and the bad.
However, what do you say to people who've known you before and now come up to you just to pause to take a GOOD look at you before landing opening lines dabbled with uncertainty? Of course, then the whole "Wow, you've changed!" remarks follow. That and I've also had people not believe I'm me and think that the rest who are around are conspiring against them.
The hell do people want to convince you that someone else is me? :P
It's really awkward, especially if I'm smiling because I recognize the person who's looking at me... and all the other person does is keep looking... and looking.
And then I feel like an ass for smiling at someone who doesn't seem to know me -_-
Although, I would assume that it's a good thing! Well, either I've bedazzled them so or I've turned into such an ugly cow they feel the need to stare.
I naturally feel the need to acknowledge the pseudo-compliment with a standard reply that goes something like: "Really? Thanks..." followed by a split second of awkward silence and a non too helpful "heh. I... grew my hair out."
A little gesture to the hair after that is optional.
I'm flattered but I think a new response is due.
Change is great. It's just the getting used to part that takes awhile to marinate and fully absorb.
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