Of Love, Aspergers, and Wild Assholes

Just from wanting her memories in writing
A story her folks can be told
A person
Can develop a bad,
Bad,
Cold

I feel like I've quoted that song in this blog before. Ah well.
Valentines day is just around the corner. Usually, I couldn't care less-I'm okay with being single, anyway.
My mom makes heart shaped pancakes, which is cheesy, but they're really good.

But last year, I was well aware of how stupid middle school relationships are.
The thing is, relationships are actually serious in high school. Suprise, suprise.

That being said, its going to be so insanely pathetic when I'm single and alone, for the five millionth time, when everyone else is all cutesy and sappy with thier significant other.

On top of all that, I don't even know who I'm going with to Vice Versa. After the shit boat of my homecoming experience, I don't know if its worth the awkwardness.
But for the most part, the guys at my high school are such blockheads that its kind of pointless to try to search out someone to ask. They're all stupid, ugly, ignorant, or a combination of the 3.

I'm not looking for a prince charming. I swear. But it'd be interesting to actually experience something. I've never even kissed anyone! It's pathetic. Honestly, though, I'll probably just go with friends. And Valentines Day? Lets call it singles appreciation day, pop in a really bad chick flick and dance around in a hot dress by myself. Problem: (sort of) solved.

I came across this book recently- something about social habits. It's aimed at people with social disorders. I don't think Max has anything serious. He's not that awkward.
At any rate, I decided to pick it up and see if its useful in any regard to someone who hasn't tested as someone with Aspergers or whatever.

For the most part, the book breaks down our society's social expectations into simple, logical terms. It stresses the idea that in order to properly function as a  human being, you need to be able to act appropriately about other people. It seems very pro-status quo, which is to say that it indicates that you should always care what people think about you.

No matter what this book recognizes or doesn't, to some extent, its just healthy not to care what people think of you. The big thing is that people are not always going to like you. Girls are assholes. Boys are assholes. Regardless of social rules, there will always be people who aren't interested in being friends with you, no matter what your behavioral habits are.

I'm not saying that you shouldn't care what people think about you, period, but to some extent its good to ignore the common wild asshole in its natural habitat.

I'll admit, I did learn something from the book. I really need to be aware of other people while I'm interacting with them. I talk too much, often about stuff that is irrelavent, annoying, or uninteresting.  With that idea in mind, and the fact that, to a degree, other people are unaware of the unspoken social rules that I expect them to know. Other people might expect me to keep my damn mouth shut. Its simply the primative result of evolution that when someone does something unexpected, it makes people uncomftorble. (the book uses "they are uncomftorble" as a synonym for "they aren't going to like you". I loled.)

You know what? There's an asshole right next to me who is talking about absolutely nothing. I'm confusing myself listening to him jabber and trying to type at the same time. Fuck it.

That being said, hasta.