A Little Rambling...

Okay, so I've been in a rambling mood as of late. It started with a certain someone's Facebook picture, then quickly escalated. I can't say exactly why I feel the need to rant and ramble, but those of you who read this will see the brunt of this storm.

Firstly, where do guys get off calling girls confusing? I mean, not that guys are all that hard to figure out, but all in you guys are total teases. Guys are always like, "Haha! I'mma tickle yooouuu!" Followed by very flirty and slightly inappropriate physical contact. Then they'll go out with another girl and still tickle you (This has never happened to me, I'm making this up as I go). I know girls are sneaky and really frustrating, but come on. At least we know what we are. You guys act all oblivious...but I'm onto you. I am onto you.

Secondly, wouldn't it be really creepy (but in the long run slightly funny, and a really great story) if some guy tried to hit on you, but told you he had herpes and followed up that revelation with the words, "I like to spread my love around, baby?". I don't why that thought popped into my mind, but it did.

Actually, I just lied. I do know why, but I'm not gonna tell you.

Finally (and this is the big one), I hate faceless, voiceless communication. That sounds hypocritcal I guess, because after all this is a blog. But this blog, as said a while back, is for me and not you. Anyway, back to the point. Things like IM and texting and MySpace really bother me. I do have a Facebook, I won't lie. But it's causing a lot of problems for me.

You see, I got a Facebook because I wanted to keep in contact with my friends while I'm away at school. I know you're thinking, "Then why not just call them?". Well, I hate phones. I hate calling people, I hate talking on them...It's a problem. Hence, the Facebook seemed like a good idea. But now I see it is even worse than my dreaded foe, Mr. Telephone. Mr. Facebook (and his cousins Instant Messenger and Email), have really messed with my whole mindset.

The problem lies in the fact that these forms of communication eliminate many of the crucial variables of human contact. For instance, I am highly dependent upon facial expression and body language to let me know how a person is feeling. Another reason I hate phones. My hand movements are important to my storytelling and I feel that people don't get the full effect over telephone or other non-face-to-face conversations. This irks me.

But you know what really irks me? The fact that Mr. Facebook and all his relations have cut out the most important variable of human communication: voice. Voiceless words (when not in literature form) frighten me. I never know what exactly a person is saying. Do they mean it maliciously? Sarcastically? Sweetly? The endless possibilities are what get me. In my head most people sound angry or annoyed. This is probably because I have this fear that people only pretend to like me, but are secretely plotting my demise.

I'm not kidding. Unless I really trust the person, I always feel like they're playing with me. Only liking me when it's convenient. So, when someone replies to my somewhat scattered, spastic comments with a three word response I freaks me out. A lot.

...Do you know if paranoid schizophrenia is hereditary?