tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435709275446304978.post8981839330120894845..comments2019-11-20T03:32:24.494-08:00Comments on It's Complicated: Normal peopleTuhina Mahanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18425545414671310970noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435709275446304978.post-30528706675772604752013-02-07T14:37:55.704-08:002013-02-07T14:37:55.704-08:00Wish it was true PB. This was not the only instanc...Wish it was true PB. This was not the only instances when me and my friends have been called 'not-normal'. My girlfriend retired to bedroom during my graduation party because my friends were 'not-normal'. We weren't even talking anything about work, just normal chit-chat of everyday.Tuhina Mahanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18425545414671310970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4435709275446304978.post-75001427648799886892013-02-07T00:49:57.274-08:002013-02-07T00:49:57.274-08:00Just to play Devil's advocate here and not kno...Just to play Devil's advocate here and not knowing the ethnicity of your girlfriend and her sister...but could they have meant how many non-photography-professionals when they said 'normal'?? You know...like how many lay-people do you know who can take better pictures? Just wondering out loud.<br /><br />If that's not what they meant...well, my theory is that NO ONE is normal. Normality is on a continuum and no one is perfectly normal. We are all screwed up in our own wonderful ways! :) Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com