Жизнь удалась. Не знаю только, чья. (c) Nereis
Never read your own angsty diary posts in less than one month...



It's all about habit and interpretation, you know. The habit of being with everybody open and emotional. The habit of Aleks' manner which I usually share - if you're a bother, you're told "Gash, get you ass out of here or just shut up and pretend to not exist". It's ok, 'course I can say the same - and in five minutes, if the mood changes, I say, "I quit hating you now", and everything is fine. But being used to this manner, it's rather difficult to understand somebody not so open, every intonation so mysterious and unreadable.



So in the end, it's all about myself, misunderstanding and too shy to de-'mis'. Slap me on the head, then.



Words are so very inadequate - you're quite right, my dear Dr. Maturin.











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