Jobs
After receiving my 10th rejection notice from potential employers, I have decided to rant about it on my blog. I am allowed to do this, because nobody reads my 'blog' anyway. It seems like all the jobs for people my age involve serving people, using short-term memory, and following numerous verbal instructions all at the same time. I don't know if I would be very good at these things. I guess I could memorise what to say so I could serve people, I would have to write things down, and I would try my best to take in the instructions. Though the last time I was given a set of verbal instructions under a small amount of pressure to have them followed quickly and accurately, I ended up standing there, trying and failing to stop my brain from shutting down, unable to do anything until the teacher noticed and helped me. I guess the bright side is that I am eligible for Disability Allowance when I turn 18 if I am finding it hard to work. That's what my mother was told. But I want to get a job like a normal person. I've always wanted to be a normal person. Luckily my disguise has worked, so far.
Normal Is Just A Setting On The Washing Machine
This statement is not true for the washing machine that resides in the building I am currently in. This is obviously not 'normal', which coincidentally is the topic of this rather insipid blog post. As in the concept of 'normality', not my washing machine. Not that it is mine; I dislike washing machines.
Anyways, NORMALITY. What is it?
"Most people want to be regarded as normal, an adjective that implies conformity with established norms or standards and is the opposite of abnormal (: a normal body temperature; normal intelligence).
Regular, like normal, is usually preferred to its opposite (irregular) and implies conformity to prescribed standards or established patterns (:their regular monthly meeting; a regular guy), but normal carries stronger connotations of conformity within prescribed limits and sometimes allows for a wider range of differences.
Few of us think of ourselves as ordinary, a term used to describe what is commonplace or unexceptional (: an ordinary person wearing ordinary clothes), although many people are ordinary in some ways and extraordinary in others.
Typical applies to persons or things possessing the representative characteristics of a type or class (: a typical teenager)."
The size of this text is 'normal' (the sizes range from 'smallest' to 'largest'). I think that there is such thing as 'normal'. Normal behaviour, normal views/opinions, normal interests, normal appearance, normal physical structure, normal brain structure, etc. Although perhaps 'typical' would be a better word to describe these things; it means that this is what most people do, i.e. people in the majority not the minority.
Is someone with clinical depression 'normal'? The structure of their brain may not be normal or typical, or they may be experiencing things that are not 'typical', but in all other aspects of their life, they might be normal. You can be a typical person and have a non-typical life. Some problems/things which, by definition, would not be considered normal actually ARE normal because so many people experience them. This may include things such as: depression, anxiety disorders, eating disorders, divorce, atheism, and self-harm. These people can be normal, but have difficulties that are common, therefore 'normal'. Why does atheism belong in there? Well, most people are religious. That is the 'normal' thing to be.
Am I normal? I've always wanted to be. But then I got older, and discovered that trying to dress like everyone else, pretending to be interested in relationships and other silly things, and trying to copy the way other people spoke, always made me look stupid. I didn't know that copying sentences word for word that someone whom I considered to be 'typical' had uttered, and echoing them back to someone I wanted to impress with my newfound normality, in the complete WRONG situation would make me appear even weirder than I already was.
Normal kid: "did you watch that show on TV last night?"
Me (feeling confident that I can impress this person): "I like to buy Gallaz skate shoes from JR's in Marion. I know the guy that works there called Peter. He told me they're gonna like, get them in orange and purple and stuff, which is cool cuz purple is my favourite colour, but I hate orange cuz it's pretty ugly, hahaha."
Normal kid: ...
Yes, I was a very stupid kid.
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