Saturday, August 14, 2010

I like words. I don't like people.

I like words, I always have. I find solace in it whenever I'm unhappy, and joy in it when I'm well, happy.

I don't like the spoken word as much as I do the written word. And I guess that's why I don't like people very much. I'm not a social-social type of girl, and 'mingling' (I hate the word) exhausts me. Sitting around over a beer (which I don't drink), smiling and finding things to say people you don't really know makes me want to hurl. I'd much rather be in bed with a book.

Of course there are times when going out with friends/colleagues can be nice. But for the most part, it's not something I enjoy. It is something I struggle with working in advertising - and sometimes, to a certain extent, with him.

People who work in advertising always like 'going out for a drink' after work. My boss is always trying to 'buy me a drink' after a gruelling week, and no. I don't want to. Like how some people draw the line at adding colleagues and clients on their Facebook page, I'll happily add you on my Facebook page but I draw the line at hanging out over a drink (most of the time).

He's a lot more social and emotionally stable than I am, and often encourages me to 'go out more'. This statement usually infuriates me to no end because I think (1) you should know me by now, and (2) yes, I know, I don't drink, and if that's such a big problem go find yourself a girlfriend who does so you can do cool yuppie-type stuff like hang out over beer and mussels at Robertson Quay.

Of course I know he doesn't mean it that way. But what can I say, I'm just an emotional person who has a flair for dramatics - and really good at throwing the drama tantrums too, if I do say so myself.

He on the other hand is just a social person by nature, and hates that I coop myself up all the time because I have a tendency to let my thoughts run wild, or get all emo and just want to curl up into a ball and die. I agree it's not healthy, so sometimes, just sometimes, I make the effort to go out after work with my colleagues and resist the urge to leave as soon as possible.

Usually after a couple of hours I start looking at my watch to hurry time along so I can leave at a legitimately late hour like past ten.

I'm not sure why I dislike socialising so much, because I was quite the opposite during my early teens. I used to love going out in big groups and organising ginormous get-togethers. I guess people change.

I attribute my affection for words to my parents who drowned me in books, growing up. It's true till today I still don't know what a noun or a verb is, but I guess that's part of the reason I like words so much. It's something I express based on feeling, it's not a learned habit/skill.

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