Hellhound
Super Moderator
I was sitting here, chillin', drawin', then my mind started to wander.
I was thinking about grown people. I remembered some days ago, when I went to the cafeteria, I watched them, I often do. They sit there, watch the football channel, have beers, have a straight face, toy with their phones, talk to their table buddies...
They all behave in a way I can't really describe, I can't find the wording. I can only say it's an atmosphere that feels... dull, boring, robotic. A drawing would help me describe it better, but I haven't found any accurate image.
I go there almost everyday, I see different people but the atmosphere never changes. It's the same feeling in the streets as well.
There's not a single person who doesn't drink alcohol in there. No, they don't get drunk, nor I hate them, but it's always alcohol or coffee. Mostly alcohol, beer to be specific. When a family reunites, the parents drink alcohol while kids drink coke.
I hear them talking. Their conversations make no sense to me. I always wonder how they keep it going, it's the same over and over, how do they manage to enjoy it? Again, it feels dull and boring. In some cases, kids want to participate and they sound like they're going to say something nice, but they are blatantly ignored. It angers me, I don't know why.
I've had people around +25 approaching me, they're not hostile, but it feels as if we belonged to different universes. They bring up "adult" topics, ask questions about me, they word things in a strange way. I do it my way, they don't seem to follow, they make weird faces as if my speech made no sense to them. Their speech makes no sense to me at times, either that or it bores me to death.
An example I can think of is one of the waiters, he's 32. He often approaches me to talk because I'm one of the regulars, but I'm the only one who is close to his age, he treats me in a specific way for that. He talks about Facebook, sex, romance, womanly subjects (I can tell he has no friggin' idea of how to talk to a girl). I try to switch the conversation to ponies, video games, what we do in our spare time... but it's switched back to Facebook, sex, romance, women. Any of my words is countered with a sexual remark or a "mature" comment.
After some time, he probably learned about my lack of sex talk, my peculiar way of talking (which has become speedy and excessively flamboyant since my medication diminished my anxiety), my preferences. He assumed I'm naive, innocent and helpless. Why? No idea.
Others, in some reunion my mom went to, talked to me about politics, which is complete gibberish. I nodded and went "aaah, interesting" because I had no clue. I've been offered wine, cider, champagne, beer... I just asked for coke. They looked at me weird. I was the only one drinking coke. I was the only one not following. I was the only one wearing a hoodie with cat ears while everyone else looked fancy.
It's not like this at the cafe, but I'm still the only one wearing unisex/teenager clothing while others wear jeans, skirts, tank tops and t-shirts, usually according to their gender.
It's a whole strange universe. Not a single one of them ever mentions video games, coloring books, ponies, playing, colors, art, cartoons, cheerfulness... I get along with the youngsters better because they live in this world full of color, they don't judge you. Only a few adults, mostly elders, haven't judged me, they even treat me like a kid and I love it.
Is this thing I'm describing what adulthood is like? Because if that's the case, I don't want to be an adult, ever. I don't want to get out of my little world full of colors. I don't want to be offered champagne and have sex talks. No. I don't want to live a dull and boring life. I want to play, I want to have innocent fun, I want to look at my ponies and smile from it. I don't want to change.
Any of you know the feeling? Just curious.
Also, I'm sorry beforehand if this offends anyone.
I was thinking about grown people. I remembered some days ago, when I went to the cafeteria, I watched them, I often do. They sit there, watch the football channel, have beers, have a straight face, toy with their phones, talk to their table buddies...
They all behave in a way I can't really describe, I can't find the wording. I can only say it's an atmosphere that feels... dull, boring, robotic. A drawing would help me describe it better, but I haven't found any accurate image.
I go there almost everyday, I see different people but the atmosphere never changes. It's the same feeling in the streets as well.
There's not a single person who doesn't drink alcohol in there. No, they don't get drunk, nor I hate them, but it's always alcohol or coffee. Mostly alcohol, beer to be specific. When a family reunites, the parents drink alcohol while kids drink coke.
I hear them talking. Their conversations make no sense to me. I always wonder how they keep it going, it's the same over and over, how do they manage to enjoy it? Again, it feels dull and boring. In some cases, kids want to participate and they sound like they're going to say something nice, but they are blatantly ignored. It angers me, I don't know why.
I've had people around +25 approaching me, they're not hostile, but it feels as if we belonged to different universes. They bring up "adult" topics, ask questions about me, they word things in a strange way. I do it my way, they don't seem to follow, they make weird faces as if my speech made no sense to them. Their speech makes no sense to me at times, either that or it bores me to death.
An example I can think of is one of the waiters, he's 32. He often approaches me to talk because I'm one of the regulars, but I'm the only one who is close to his age, he treats me in a specific way for that. He talks about Facebook, sex, romance, womanly subjects (I can tell he has no friggin' idea of how to talk to a girl). I try to switch the conversation to ponies, video games, what we do in our spare time... but it's switched back to Facebook, sex, romance, women. Any of my words is countered with a sexual remark or a "mature" comment.
After some time, he probably learned about my lack of sex talk, my peculiar way of talking (which has become speedy and excessively flamboyant since my medication diminished my anxiety), my preferences. He assumed I'm naive, innocent and helpless. Why? No idea.
Others, in some reunion my mom went to, talked to me about politics, which is complete gibberish. I nodded and went "aaah, interesting" because I had no clue. I've been offered wine, cider, champagne, beer... I just asked for coke. They looked at me weird. I was the only one drinking coke. I was the only one not following. I was the only one wearing a hoodie with cat ears while everyone else looked fancy.
It's not like this at the cafe, but I'm still the only one wearing unisex/teenager clothing while others wear jeans, skirts, tank tops and t-shirts, usually according to their gender.
It's a whole strange universe. Not a single one of them ever mentions video games, coloring books, ponies, playing, colors, art, cartoons, cheerfulness... I get along with the youngsters better because they live in this world full of color, they don't judge you. Only a few adults, mostly elders, haven't judged me, they even treat me like a kid and I love it.
Is this thing I'm describing what adulthood is like? Because if that's the case, I don't want to be an adult, ever. I don't want to get out of my little world full of colors. I don't want to be offered champagne and have sex talks. No. I don't want to live a dull and boring life. I want to play, I want to have innocent fun, I want to look at my ponies and smile from it. I don't want to change.
Any of you know the feeling? Just curious.
Also, I'm sorry beforehand if this offends anyone.