Friday, October 15, 2010

Me and I...It's Forever...

I have this deep fear.

That when I grow older, I'll start talking out loud, to no one in particular but to myself.

I do it now.  I talk to myself all the time.  I do enjoy the cozy twosome.

The only difference is that, when I indulge in conversations-with-self, no one can hear what's being said.  It's a silent spoken communication.

In my head:

Me:  Have I really talked about X to someone or was it to myself?  

I: Oh God! I can't remember.  Was it a real conversation?

Me:  I think not.  

I:  Dear God! I'm going crazy...

Yesterday, on my way for a smoking break, from afar, I saw a man, gesticulating wildly to no one in particular.  Since I'm short-sighted, I didn't spot the phone in his hands.

Me:  This guy is nuts.  

I: Uh huh.  *snicker*

Me: Uh oh...

I: What?

Me: Don't you see it?

I: Oh shucks! He's talking to someone on his phone.  He's not nuts.

Me:  He does look like one though.  I mean I can't do that, you know.  Plugging a pair of ear pieces to my phone and then someone calls and I pick up and I whisper loudly on the attached mic.

I:  I know what you mean.  I can't have people throwing me weird looks! 

Me:  But do you remember, years ago, you were doing the same ish?  Talking to Honey Lips while you are standing in a crowded bus, hanging on to your dear life?  It is pretty useful sometimes, ain't it?

An audible growl from I...

I: Fuck you looking at? 

Me: You growled and she heard you! *giggle* 

I:  Ha! She must think I'm crazy. 

And now, I blogged it!


MKL said...

You can talk to the imaginary MKL, no worries. Just call me up, when you need me: My number is: (+666) 66 666 666 69


Johana Hill said...

MKL Noted! :p

Christina In Wonderland said...

I talk to myself all the time. I don't even deny it anymore. I'm going to be one of those old people in the nursing home who has to be coupled with another old person who talks to themselves, just so people don't think we're crazy...

Or else I'll be in the loony bin.

Gnetch said...

Hahaha. At least you and you don't argue. It might be difficult to win.

Waaaa!!! Super hug!!! You're really back!!

Johana Hill said...

Christina I was looking for that word: Looney Bin! Hahaha...I need to familiarise myself...hehehe

Gnetch Thank you love! ;p

de.lizzy.cious said...

well, if your situation applies to the theory that my colleagues made for me the other day, well, the self-conversation is a sign of loneliness.


i hope they were wrong hahah. because i talk to myself a lot too.

in public.


Johana Hill said...

I've always be a loner! But, yes I'm feeling lonely these days since my HL is not here... :(

Johana Hill said...


Jewels Diva® said...

There's nothing wrong with talking to yourself. I do it all the time. Or I talk to the tv, a stuffed animal, something on the net. I'm always yelling and screaming at something.

Although I was talking to myself in a store once, and a woman beside me butted in and said that's the first sign of madness.


Like my mental health was any of her business.

Look, it's no different to "role playing" out loud. Talking something through to get it straight. Rehearsing a speech. You do it all out loud so who really cares.

Anonymous said...

I'm so glad to see you're still crazy and fun as always.

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