Friday, March 17, 2006

too much information

Tonight was filled a lot of Bronwen and very little studying. Why do I ever think that I can study around people? As Bronwen informed me tonight, I have so much to say that work never gets done. She also told me that I 'overshare' at PIRG meetings. Please. Me? Both of these comments made me slightly self conscious, despite her assurance that they weren't bad things at all and just...me. So I'm going to go with that. Besides, if these things were annoying she wouldn't be spending inordinate amounts of time with me. I'm getting a little worried about spending so much time with people who I will be leaving so soon. I feel like my heart will break several times over. And I am currently making it worse by developing friendships further(when I should be studying). Luckily I constantly make decisions that are illogical and slightly painful, but I like it better that way.

The best part of tonight was by far the hour long discussion about female sexuality. In Bronwen's words, "I never had such an extensive discussion about vaginas". I concur. But I liked it, and discussions like this should happen more often. I ended up telling her things that I didn't even share with former significant others, which felt odd yet completely understandable at the same time. It's strange how everything can seem so fragile in a romantic relationship so that you don't end up telling them important things that you should be able to talk about...as if you could say something that would break the spell and then they would wake up and realize. Realize that you weren't perfect. Realize that you weren't right? I don't know. I feel like tonight would go under the 'too much information' category for a lot of people, which would actually make it a good marker for who I can be close friends with as I venture to new towns. Because clearly there is no such thing as too much information. Especially when it comes to vaginas.

2 Comments:

At 1:53 p.m., Anonymous Anonymous said...

By 'overshare' I only meant that when you get nervous you talk a lot and sometimes end up saying more than you planned to, I think. But it's adorable.

 
At 3:16 p.m., Blogger Sonal said...

I know I know! I love you, I didn't mean to make you sound like a jerk when I wrote that! Because you could clearly never ever be mean in your entire life. That's why we're getting married. Indian-style.

But I did succeed in getting you to leave a comment on my blog! Success!

 

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