DelaYed 1 (very late birthday gift)

25 July 2008

I remember math 11, she borrowed my newspapers then, I don't know what kind of small talk happened but I knew it did happen. Those were my emo days, maybe loner days, so I enjoyed the small talk. I then kept buying newspapers just to have a reason to talk to someone, anyone, it was her back then, lucky me. To tell you the truth I barely know her name back then, I do have my way of talking to people without ever having to say their names, I'm bad with names. But I knew her, in a way.

I remember Hapon 10 too, up to room 424 Always the early bird, I was usually the first one up, she was usually the next one. We would have small talk, sometimes serious talk, about the future, about me shifting, about freshman life, about her difficulties and problems. She trusted me with serious stuff even if we barely knew each other, ask my opinion. I gave whatever I could draw from my 'straight-from-highschool' idealistic mind. I did feel it then, the trait we all now know to be synonymous to her name, Neurotic, nuerotic about Hapon 10, while I was delinquent. Sometimes, when the laziness gene acts up in me, I'd still manage to go up to 424, just hoping for a conversation, she never disappointed. Those were first sem days, and I was already delayed, in a different sense.

Psych 101 was a fluke, she was there, but I barely spoke to her (or anyone, for that matter), maybe being alone bit me, hard. I knew nothing of my Delayedness, perhaps by this time, many others are Delayed. Tinek and Jammin for sure, severe cases, much like mine.

It is difficult not to be Delayed, it's like an infection, no more like cancer, the predisposition to be Delayed is there, lots of the things you do contribute to it, eventually you will be Delayed, especially when you're exposed to a Delay, in this case, Roxanne Delay. Psychology tells me it may be a disorder, if it was only me I'd think it is, but there are many of us, with all our different genes.

How quickly we can remember, just a few months after the last time I saw her, she was there again, Psych 150, MPs 10, this is no fluke, I am again Delayaed, perhaps forever. Yes, I am delayed and I am Delayed, the former gives me stress, the latter eustress, I don't know what life could've been otherwise.

 

 

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To Lianne, part 2 is your turn.