Tuesday, November 16, 2010

I'll Believe In Anything;

Have you ever seen Garden State?

Of course you have. I don't know too many people who haven't experienced it. Either way, I will set the tone for you. One of the characters, Sam - played by the talented Natalie Portman, admits to a secret, early into the film. She explains to the protagonist - Andrew Largeman - that she has a problem with lying. She can't tell why she does it, yet she finds herself lying about the most ridiculous things.

Sam: OK, so... so... sometimes I lie. I mean, I'm weird, man. About random stuff too, I don't even know why I do it. It's like... it's like a tick, I mean sometimes I hear myself say something and think, Wow, that wasn't even remotely true. 

Anyway, I find myself to be a lot like this. All throughout my life I have found myself lying about things that are not even remotely true, and I wonder immediately after they have come out of my mouth, "why on earth did I just say that?" Much like NaPo's character, I also feel bad after I lie, and usually I will admit to it as soon as I have said it. Other than that, I don't have much control over it. All I can do is hope that I will regret it, and take it back.

A friend of mine has just celebrated a 30th birthday, and he wrote about things that he enjoys about the age he has just reached. One of these facts was that it is easier to lie about things that most likely did not happen, because he has had the time to 'experience the world' further than the people he may be talking to. I had to laugh when I read this, because I have found myself to also be experiencing this at the ripe old age of twenty-three. I still lie all the time, and I don't know that I will ever be able to stop, but I have found it less necessary to correct myself because of the limited blank stares I get when I say something. People are actually starting to believe the ridiculous things that I say because my age has surpassed this invisible line where one is allowed to have experienced certain things.

I want to point out that I do my best to control my lying, even now that I seem to be able to get away with it. I almost always admit to the fabrication immediately after it escapes my lips, but I just love that I could get away with not saying anything else at all.

What is that age that you reach, when the ridiculous becomes the accepted?


  1. Ah...Cassie. We became friends too late in our university careers. Kindred spirits who both lie and never understand why we do it, except that maybe it's just interesting to see what other people will actually believe. What we can get away with.

  2. I will share some stories with you tonight. You wouldn't believe some of the random things that I have said.

  3. Same.. Though I'm trying not to.