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Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Favourite People.

Today was a good day.

I went out with a friend and although it was exhausting and uneventful, I felt pretty content when we parted. We saw Big Stan, which was relatively satisfying, however "horrendously unfunny" Margret and David (at the movies) think it is; missed two (yes, two) buses, one of which I justly take the blame for, while the other, was definitely Campbell's fault 'cause he needed to get a bottle of water - "". Although I can't prove that the bus came while he selfishly purchased a refreshment, there was another boy waiting for a bus who was *Asian*, and therefore very, very likely to be going to the same destination as us (affectionately known as Asian Capital), left while we were away. Ok, I'm sure there will be some of you who'll hate me because I made a judgement on someone based on their race, but it wasn't a discriminatorily (in the derogatory sense of the word) racist judgement.

Alright, in affairs of the wonderful world of the internet, I have finally stumbled across a reasonably decent female Youtuber! I am actually really proud of myself, because 'Mememolly' is considerably out of my comfort zone in so many ways - she is female!, and she is not from the UK! Ok, admittedly, a) she's English, and just lives in Canada, and b) when I said "so many ways", I meant one and a half ways. Still, I hate it when I pull this "7 Habits" crap on me.

Anyway, what I really wanted to say about her was: one of her videos really made me think about something. The video was centred around pondering upon the question of whether or not you thought you were anyone's favourite person. I've asked several people from all walks of life, with different interests and from different social groups... and every, single one of them have said no. Of course, everybody "theoretically" should have another favourite person, so "theoretically", most of the world would be a favourite of somebody else's, right? Still, no one believes that they are, so either they really aren't anyone's favourite person, or they're just trying to be modest arseholes.

So basically, as an extension of Molly's question, I just wanted to ask the people out there, three things:

a) Do you believe that you are anyone's favourite person?
b) Do you have a favourite person? and,
c) Would you believe that your favourite person thinks that they are anyone's favourite person?

But yeah, I think it would make sense to answer them in order, and then, I guess, ask your favourite person these same questions...

Food for thought?

I'd appreciate it if you left the answers in a comment... it would answer many questions of mine. And just in case you're in thinking it, no, I am not some sick, horrible human obsessed with the demise of people's hopes for love or friendship etc. - I am merely fascinated by human behaviour, and would actually consider studying it for a career.

comment HERE.





i am

vivien, and i ask you to convince me of otherwise.

i'd like to be

a musician
a scientist
a thinker
a photographer
a time traveler
under the sea,
in an octopus' garden
in the shade.

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