Friday, October 16, 2009

Look, I made it to two posts!

Today on the show ("...wait a second, this doesn't seem like television!") the following discussion will take place:

Have you ever noticed that even though you shouldn't read a book by its cover, it's really fun to do so anyway? For example, if I'm bored in class, I will just sit there and, with nothing to go on except what they look like, what they wear, etc. I'll try to guess at the personalities, temperances, etc. etc. of some randomly picked classmate/victim. My most recent project has been a student who I have nicknamed "Sadsack," mostly because, no matter how he tries to hide it, he seems to me as a veritable fount of self-pity. It's rather endearing in a "I never want to be seen near you, compared to you, or otherwise associated with your person in any manner" kind of way.

Anyway, here's what I came up with so far. He seems to me like a Peter (do you ever notice how certain names just fit with people? It's weird.). Mind you, he's not the sporty kind of Peter (e.g. "Hey, dude! Peter and I are going wakeboarding down the snowmelt from Mt. Everest! You in?") but rather the "Hey, dude, isn't it kind of freaky how just looking at that Peter kid makes you glad your mom doesn't hate you?" kind. Yeah.

The only thing that is really confounding me right now is that he seems like the kind of person who would take lower-level classes and not do very well in them because he is too busy wallowing in self-pity to bother applying himself. However, he is in honors physics AND accelerated honors calculus (both classes in which if you don't apply yourself, your soul is literally destroyed) which indicates that he must have taken advanced courses in high school AND done very well in them. This bothers me.

I am aware that the previous paragraph is essentially proof that one shouldn't read a book by its cover, but come ON! If you looked at the kid you would agree with me. It makes no sense. What's even more confuzzling is that even though he must have done well in advanced high school courses, he does not pay attention in class very often (he just reads what appears to be a fantasy book throughout lecture).

In fact, looking at it now, I have an inkling. Maybe his mom (he seems like the type to be more influenced by his mom*) forced him to succeed, left him unable to succeed on his own without the parental crutch, and his dad either wasn't there or didn't care (rhyme!); now, without a dominant figure to control him, he is left with a big 'ol pool of self pity and no ability to be independent.

*I should note that I don't consider this a necessarily good or bad trait; personally I think MY mom had the largest effect on how my personality turned out. This was simply an observation, not a judgment.

A couple of remarks: (1) Yes I know that the above little explanation is horrible and even occasionally mean. I make no claim as to the accuracy of ANY of this - it is all just based on my observations of him during class.  I wouldn't ever wholeheartedly believe in anything based on such little evidence; that's what Hitler did. And now everybody hates him. (2) Please also note that I don't go around judging people like this all the time. Only when I'm bored. That just makes me a person with a semidestructive hobby, rather than a judgmental skankwhore.

Thank you for tuning in to today's rant! In our next episode:
--The audience will wonder if I can make it a single post without using the word physics!
--My sanity will be called into question! ("You mean it hasn't already?")
--You will wonder why I keep narrating the audience! ("I was just thinking that!")
--And everything else!

1 comment:

  1. That makes me so sad for him! Be his friend! Remember that Winnie the Pooh movie (or whatever) where Eyeore is wallowing in his moroseness (yes that is a word) and he mutters while staring out the window, "Somewhere someone is having a birthday party..." That always makes me sad! Imagine living your life thinking there's fun somewhere other than where you are. I sometimes think, "Somewhere Mike Rowe is taking a shower..." but that's something entirely different. I think.

    Go be that boy's friend. Maybe he just needs a kind word, or someone who isn't looking at him like the biggest nerd on earth. Let him know that YOU are the biggest nerd on earth! That should cheer him up immeasurably! I'll bet the clouds will part and angels will sing for him.

    Remember YOUR mother, dragging you down the hallway by your foot while you screamed that she was going to kill you. Now THERE'S something to be morose about. Share that with him, so that he realizes that his mother wasn't such a slave driver after all. He'll probably start giving you candy after that.

    Just a thought...

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