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Aug. 12th, 2011 12:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kibouThings I am not: social, most of the time.
I've spent the last two years or so hanging out with a mostly constant crowd that consisted primarily of two classmates with whom I was close friends. Others came and went, acquaintances more than real friends. I've been talking to such an acquaintance more this term, mostly due to school commitments. He's been studying with us lately, too.
While studying for statistical thermodynamics, said acquaintance came over to say something. We were all sitting and he was standing. Whether by accident or on purpose, he put his hands on my shoulders.
It was unbelievably uncomfortable.
This comes as a strange feeling since I've been okay with having two previously mentioned classmates in my bubble. We lived together for a while, and I like them both a lot. I haven't been uncomfortable with bodily contact in a longer while, and it was strange to realize that such an emotion existed.
I shook his hands off quickly, but the event just... squicked me out. I've been cutting a lot of unnecessary chatter from my conversations with him and generally just keeping people in between us. I am a bit worried as this is a person with whom I will be living next term. Granted, there will be a third roommate who is a good friend and with whom I am completely comfortable, but. I really wish he hadn't done that. On purpose or on accident.
I've spent the last two years or so hanging out with a mostly constant crowd that consisted primarily of two classmates with whom I was close friends. Others came and went, acquaintances more than real friends. I've been talking to such an acquaintance more this term, mostly due to school commitments. He's been studying with us lately, too.
While studying for statistical thermodynamics, said acquaintance came over to say something. We were all sitting and he was standing. Whether by accident or on purpose, he put his hands on my shoulders.
It was unbelievably uncomfortable.
This comes as a strange feeling since I've been okay with having two previously mentioned classmates in my bubble. We lived together for a while, and I like them both a lot. I haven't been uncomfortable with bodily contact in a longer while, and it was strange to realize that such an emotion existed.
I shook his hands off quickly, but the event just... squicked me out. I've been cutting a lot of unnecessary chatter from my conversations with him and generally just keeping people in between us. I am a bit worried as this is a person with whom I will be living next term. Granted, there will be a third roommate who is a good friend and with whom I am completely comfortable, but. I really wish he hadn't done that. On purpose or on accident.
