So, this week I've been sick a lot, and I haven't really felt like writing a lot, but since I've made a promised to write something every second week here goes:
I think I'll write a little about humour, being funny, joking or whatever else you want to call it, we can probably all agree that we define 'funny' as different things, but some people just aren't funny to anyone but themselves, and it's very hard to tell people that they aren't funny. I know some people have had a hard time figuring me out because I have a very dark and very specific form of humour and some people don't think I'm funny, and sometimes they simply don't know that I'm joking, Sille and I have a joke about her not being welcome at my house because she's noisy and eats all our food (the reality is that Sille almost is too shy to talk to my parents and she follows me around and only eats when I force her too) and the other day we joked about this once again and a dear friend of ours named Michelle (the nicest person to ever walk the earth) got really confused and thought I was serious when I told Sille she couldn't come over, and after sitting and looking at us for a while she asked if we were being serious. I guess what I'm trying too say is that I confuse people.
Sometimes people confuse me too (though not often because I am awesome). I guess we should all be able to tell when people think we're funny or if people know we're joking, we could make the world less confusing... But a little confusion might be healthy for us...
Yep, that is all you get, I'm simply to lazy.
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