Passing notes
May. 2nd, 2001 03:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taerowynWell, I found out today that the seventh-grade note-passing of "Do you like me? Circle one: Yes No" has entered the land of cyberspace. Got an e-mail from someplace called Crushlink that informed me that I have a secret admirer OOOOOOOOOOOO! Seems I appeared on somebody's list of "crushes." So what I'm supposed to do at this point is create my own list of "crushes" and if I list the person whose list I am on, we both get happy, little e-mails saying we made a "Crushlink." In the meantime, anybodyelse on my list gets the secret admirer e-mail that I got. Hmmmmmm, let me get right on that.
This is just yet another, in a long series of events, that proves, official ages to the contrary, my peer group has, for the majority, not yet passed seventh grade mentality. (Like the number of commas I just used?) OK, if you're interested in me, tell me. I'm, at the very least, going to be flattered and appreciative and at the best, interested back. However, with this whole e-mail crap, you never know... maybe the server went down and I never got the e-mail, maybe I got the e-mail but refuse to play childish games...you will never know.
One of my other "seventh grade mentality" gripes is about a "friend" who has decided to stop talking to me. Let's call her Anna. Anna is mad at my friend Dyane and I, for...well as far as we can tell, for being such good friends to each other. Since she's not talking to us, we can't find out what the problem is. Going to our other friends and asking seems just as childish as Anna's actions. So where it stands is Anna ignores us, interrupts us if we're talking to people designated as "her" friends, and otherwise goes out of her way to show us her displeasure. Way back when, Dyane and I tried the whole adult, confrontational, "something's wrong, let's work it out" discussion, but obviously that's just too much maturity for Anna to handle.
I would hope that when I graduate here, I can leave this silliness behind, but then I thought that when I left junior high and when I graduated high school. No such luck as of yet. Ah well. There's always hope for the future, right?
This is just yet another, in a long series of events, that proves, official ages to the contrary, my peer group has, for the majority, not yet passed seventh grade mentality. (Like the number of commas I just used?) OK, if you're interested in me, tell me. I'm, at the very least, going to be flattered and appreciative and at the best, interested back. However, with this whole e-mail crap, you never know... maybe the server went down and I never got the e-mail, maybe I got the e-mail but refuse to play childish games...you will never know.
One of my other "seventh grade mentality" gripes is about a "friend" who has decided to stop talking to me. Let's call her Anna. Anna is mad at my friend Dyane and I, for...well as far as we can tell, for being such good friends to each other. Since she's not talking to us, we can't find out what the problem is. Going to our other friends and asking seems just as childish as Anna's actions. So where it stands is Anna ignores us, interrupts us if we're talking to people designated as "her" friends, and otherwise goes out of her way to show us her displeasure. Way back when, Dyane and I tried the whole adult, confrontational, "something's wrong, let's work it out" discussion, but obviously that's just too much maturity for Anna to handle.
I would hope that when I graduate here, I can leave this silliness behind, but then I thought that when I left junior high and when I graduated high school. No such luck as of yet. Ah well. There's always hope for the future, right?
