Do you know what I hate? Well, there are a few things; this is just one of them. When I am walking down the halls or wherever I am and I'm limping slightly because my knee is still messed. And then someone asks me if my knee is feeling alright. Are you Stupid? Would I be limping if my knee worked as well as yours? No. No I would not. Obviously I am limping because my knee is not alright; in fact it hurts like hell. Now if you ask me that question I'll just say its fine because if you have to ask and you can't figure that out for yourself then you probably won't be able to comprehend what kind of help I need.
Another dumb question I hear a lot of is “What is wrong with your knee." I can't even begin to understand why someone would ask me this. Like someone I actually know. If it was a stranger I'd be like whatever you are a stranger I don't care about you. But when someone from school or something asks me what is wrong with my knee I sort of want to punch them in the face. It's like well, thanks for asking, maybe you remember about 11 months ago my friends died in a crash and my knee was obliterated. Maybe you might recall something like that happening? I'm not really sure how oblivious to life you are but if you bother to ask why I'm limping then you are stupid.
Obviously there is no such thing as a stupid question. There is such a thing as a stupid person however.
Now a helpful thing to say might be like, "I see that your knee is sore, is there something I can do to help?" I'll probably just say no to you because I honestly am to proud to ever ask for help, but I might ask for you to pick something up that I have dropped or if you are sitting in a seat I might ask for it. I don't really know. I would probably just be like no. I am fine. Go away. Thank you for asking.
If people would just think about the question they want to ask then people would be so much easier to get along with.
The honesty and rawness here is phenomonal. And sometimes, with the phrasing of it and the imagining of an angry tone/exasperated, I chuckled. (:
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William had to explain why that would be a weird sequence to me. I was like, "What's weird about this?" And he said, "Hannah, most people aren't friends after they date." Then it sunk it. UMM, long story short - William and I have been best friends, decided to date, didn't work out, still are best friends, and he's like my brother. Slash best guy friend in the universe. Other than Jesus.