freudian slip (i.e. i'm a judger)

when studying abroad i became friends with a few people whom, under more normal circumstances, i probably would not have formed a friendship. (more normal circumstances being relative, of course, but at least those in which english was the first language.) it wasn't that those particular people in this small group of friends that had formed were bad people or that i even disliked them, they were just sheltered, and in that foreign experience it was often irritating to hear them complain, worry, and lament. i often found myself thinking when listening to their monologues, oh, i'm sorry. i didn't realize you were forced to embark on a really amazing chance to study in paris for half of your school year. that's so awful; you must really be suffering.

the worst offender of these few people was a girl that was two years older than myself. at times i truly felt sorry for her because this time away from her family, friends, and comfortable routine was really affecting her. it was revealing some uncomfortable realities about her life and its direction, and she was flirting with actually confronting them in a way that could have substantially changed her life. (positive changes, in my opinion.)

i say "could have" because upon returning home it became pretty obvious through the good ol' facebook that she chose to ignore everything that had come to light while away. the biggest of all these things was her boyfriend of several years whom she seriously considered breaking up with in paris because she realized that they maybe just weren't that great of a match. more than not being compatible, she felt like he was unmotivated, passive, and that they were growing in different directions. rather than end this dubious relationship upon her return home, however, they...got engaged! yea for marriage!! yea for settling!!

anyway, i outline all of this because i now only glimpse her goings-on via her frequently changing status updates on the facebook. today's was no different than most: banal looks into what she and her new husband are doing, but it came with a fantastic and what i can't help but assume is a prophetic typo!

"RSC and Bill just put the first coat of pain on the walls in their master bedroom!"

all i can say is, if those walls could talk...