Sell Fist Team

[shanmonster]

I take it in stride when someone says they like my writing, my dancing, my artwork, or my fashion sense. I thank them, and continue. But when someone actually likes me, I am always surprised. Maybe it goes back to my childhood years as the homely, bullied weirdo. The kids who beat me up weren't entirely without compliments. They might tell me I'm smart (which was, in retrospect, one of the main reasons I was victimized), a "good drawer," or whatever. But they never liked me. In fact, they'd sometimes hold polls to see how many people hated me. The results were always unanimous--even I would put up my hand for the votes.

I guess I've always considered myself something very separate and distinct from my skill set, and even from my own physical characteristics.

I don't expect it when people want to come and visit. I'm surprised when people invite me over to visit. I mean, why would they want my company?

Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever clue in that I'm not that rejected kid anymore.

Link time!

Animal Abuse: A new and exciting way to humiliate your cat.

Pizza Hut’s Double Roll pie is the ultimate geek food: This hamburger/pizza/hotdog Frankenstein's monster terrifies me.

Model T takes on a HUMMER in hill climb: "It wasn't a fair fight at all, but for funsies, a vintage-car hill-climb allowed Forbes Magazine to enter a late model HUMMER H2. You know, just to see how the 316-hp, 4WD SUV would do against, say, a 100-hp 1921 Model T driven by a 70-year-old man. Like we said, it wasn't fair at all" (thanks, gha5t).

Dentist wins case over fake boar tusk implants: This is just plain kooky.

Very Excited Pug: And this is one reason why I never want one of these dogs.

Remote Control, Hopping, Yodelling Lederhosen: WTF (thanks, f00dave)?

Self-motivation time: The gym. Tomorrow I start weights again. It's been too long, and the beer and STRONGNOB I've been drinking on occasion is manifesting in unflattering ways....

Comments

[xhappyx.livejournal.com]

I think there is a rejected child in all of us still....

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

Even for those who weren't rejected?

[xhappyx.livejournal.com]

I find that almost everyone was rejected at someplace or time.. Some of those kids that were bullies and horrible to us and everyone else usually were rejected at home and had their own personal hell to deal with. We just didn't always see it. Or at least that is my opinion and conclusion I came to years after the fact.

(P.S. I used to get picked on a lot too... and I came to that conclusion after I went in the fashion industry and travelled and saw/spoke to a lot of different people about that theory)

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

I think they're exceedingly rare, but the golden children do exist. I knew one. Her childhood was like the stuff in sitcoms. She had lots of friends, a very supportive family, and was a super nice girl, all around.

Life's difficulties didn't kick her in the ass until she became an adult, and she admits to it.

[cryduchat.livejournal.com]

I dunno, 18 years of such torment left me blessedly free of the need to fit in as an adult - unlike many of my more popular peers.

[shanmonster.livejournal.com]

I feel no need to fit in, and am always astonished on the rare occasions when I do fit in, regardless.

[valkryor.livejournal.com]

I don't expect it when people want to come and visit. I'm surprised when people invite me over to visit. I mean, why would they want my company?

I grok and grok hard.