Monday, 23 September 2013

People watching

I'm torturing my neighbours by singing along to Judas Priest, trying to reach the same octaves as Rob Halford. It could be possible, with enough effort, in some songs. Well, no. But it's fun trying. Shifting between three octaves in one song is quite challenging, especially since I don't know what the fuck I'm doing, and probably didn't and don't hit one single note right. High head voice completely out of tune will surely make me hated in the neighbourhood... Oh well, just improving my reputation as the craziest kid on the block. Sometimes I also walk around the house in circles wearing three hood sweatshirts and a morning robe, dancing and smoking.

Oh, and yeah! One funny thing that occurred yesterday. I heard this kid ring his bicycle bell, so I walked over to the window to see what was up. I thought it was weird that he rang the bell and then just parked his bike. Then I noticed my closest neighbour waving to him. Her boyfriend. Think I should recognise him by now... Anyways, I just kept on watching him, like totally staring until he walked in through her front door. He whispered something to her, and then they closed the door behind them. Two seconds later she opened the door again and waved to me. I'm quite sure he told her that her creepy neighbour just watched him all the time without looking away for a second. 

Sometimes it's fun to be creepy, and I like staring at people until they get so uncomfortable they almost literally starts crawling out of their skin. I know it's considered wrong to stare at people, but I’m also very careful with who I choose to glare at. Normal looking people, those who really could be anyone. I would never stare at someone who actually is interestingly looking, so to say, people with disabilities or obviously strange features such as birth defects. I acknowledge them, give them a smile, something just to show them that I’m not uncomfortable looking at them, and that I also respect them enough to not stare in amazement.

Generally that's not even why I stare at people. I don't know really why I do that. I just like watching and observing their daily lives. How they walk, greet other people, gesture, ride a bicycle, spit, smoke, wipe their noses with their sleeves, kick little stones on the ground, or what they decide to look at for a moment before looking at something else. Those little things that no one really thinks about. Mostly I just get lost in their movements, like watching a movie, that I forget it's a live human being I’m glaring at and that makes them uncomfortable. A little aspie trait perhaps, but I wouldn't feel uncomfortable if someone else was to stare at me like that. Well, not more than usual anyway. I mean what's the harm in it, really? Most people don't want to either fuck you or kill you, they're just bored or intrigued by your persona. Or at least that's how I figure it must be when someone stares at me like that.

There are so many things that make humans uncomfortable, I've noticed. I mean who cares if you drop something, stumble a little cause you didn't pay attention to your feet for a moment, or got a little food between your teeth. Not like people are gonna think less of you or anything. So maybe that's why I stare, watch and observe people: it's just my way of trying to learn about humans! Just like a frigging 3 year old! A bit more bitter and analysing though, but still. 

Though I will definitely look away if my target starts staring back at me, looking furious and ready to attack me. Yeah... that has actually happened. Not been attacked yet, but confronted a few times. They either wanna know what's wrong with me or them. That's interesting. This could be some sort of twisted version of “is the glass half full or half empty” but “what did I do or what's wrong with you” instead. Sort of the same principle I mean. Like a “spot the one with bad self esteem” -game. Okay, now I’m getting creepy.

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