Why Does Everything Have A Double Meaning Nowadays?

Ok, so you'll have to bear with me for this post; it's meant entirely innocently and not at all in the way most people between the (mental) ages of twelve and twenty will take it. It's something I've been pondering for a while and I will try my best, as ever, to translate the slightly addled thoughts of my brain into a coherent pile for you to pick through at your leisure.

Actually, that's a great tagline....

Right, back to task in hand. And hands, interestingly, are what this post is all about. Sort of. Let me see if I can explain this to you without putting my proverbial foot into my equally proverbial mouth.

Think about all the people you meet and interact with from day to day. For the purpose of this, I'm not talking about strangers you see on the train or people you pass in the street; I'm talking specifically about those who frequently have an impact on, and a specific role in, your life. Just think about them for a second.
Think about the people who are your "inner circle"; you probably see them every day and chat with them, or even talk about the more serious things in life, such as the future, or what's for dinner.
Think about the people you see fairly often, but with whom you don't quite share the same bond as those close friends and family; the work colleagues, the estranged housemate, the neighbour...

Now here's the bit where I'm going to be (deliberately or not) misunderstood.

Think about how many of these people you've never had any physical contact with. Just let that sink in for a minute, because I'm assuming you will be surprised at this. Think about how many of the people who play significant roles in your life you've never physically touched. Obviously I don't necessarily mean "touched" in the way in which it becomes heavily implicit of a much different relationship, I just mean think about how few people you've ever shaken hands with, or patted on the back, or even high-fived, who you would otherwise consider important, or at least significant, people in your life.

Even as a very tactile person (when appropriate) I was shocked to think about how many people who I would consider good friends with whom I have never been in physical contact. I know this is a strange thought, but there are people who I see almost daily but who I have never had the need to touch for any reason, and this is strange. It's like finding there's a whole experience that you haven't shared. Which is essentially what it is, in a weird way.

Anyway, yeah. That's my thought for today. As always, you can comment on this and tell me what you think (not that people do that very often), or tweet me (on Tweeter) @EmPernilla (not that people do that very often either). Sorry for the generic post ending, but there isn't any massive conclusion to this thought; it's just something I've been pondering for a while. Thanks for reading, much love xx

A Conundrum

Hello Beautiful People Of The Internet (and Becky)! I am here once again to tell you about the things I think about (or stuff I ponder). See what I did there?
Clever, huh?
Well, today I have a dilemma and I am not sure what to do. But I feel I have bugged my friends too much recently. So I have decided to bug the Internet for a change. Sorry :)

I had a letter from a certain University last Friday, telling me that I have been pooled by the college I applied for; that means they're still considering my application, but that my first choice college probably can't fit me in (Not very good at making that anonymous...) This is both good and bad news. It's good, because it means they want me, it's bad because they don't want me enough to offer me a place straight away. Anyway, that's not the problem. The thing is, I haven't heard back from them yet, and every day that I don't hear is another day less likely it will be a positive response. But that's not the problem either.

You see, as much as I'd really love to go to this University (it's definitely my first choice) there are several other universities which I have applied for and would be perfectly happy at, one of which (Nottingham) has offered me a conditional place. But that's where the problem lies: As much as I love Nottingham - the university is beautiful and their course (Law with German and German Law) sounds fantastic, I just fell in love with the whole package - there's one thing that's stopping me from wanting to accept the offer. If I go to Nottingham there's a very strong possibility I'll bump into a certain idiot who can't tell the difference between the words "yes" and "no".

At this point I understand that some people will be confused. Last year I was subject to the stupidity of one individual who could not tell the difference between an affirmative and negative response to what (I thought) was a very simple question. This led to quite a lot of upset on my part (obviously, because I am a girl). Recently, I asked for clarification of this misunderstanding and I was completely ignored. To be honest, this didn't bother me. The quickest way to forget everything good about someone is to be refused help when you ask politely for it. But you see how it could be awkward for me to go to Nottingham now; I think if I were to meet this person again, I might either be (accidentally) incredibly rude, or physically ill. Or punch them.

So, Internet, what do you think I should do? Is this something I should actually be worrying about?