Suplemental

I have a very common face. I don't know if it's because someone in my ancestry had some very strong genetics or because I'm just so dead-average and plain that I'm the race's norm, but there seem to be a lot of people who look exactly like me. I haven't ment any of them myself,but I know they're there by the continuous barage of otherwise innocent questions I recieve.

In my ealy years of high-school I was frequently asked if I had an elder sister. This happened so often I actually asked my mother if perhaps she'd had a daughter before me and not told me. She nearly laughed at that. It turned out that in the year I went to high school there was a year 12 girl who looked nearly identical to me, just an older version. This was creepy enough, as I didn't think my features were overly comon - I rather thought my prophile at least was highly unique.

I think she may have been spotted at the football last year, as a couple of guys seemed very confused about the whole thing and asked me if I'd been at the football. They'd seen a girl who looked uncannily like me in a Crows scarf drinking beer at the game. Which should have been a dead give-away in any case - I don't go to the football, and I'd certainly NEVER go in a crows scarfe. My father would use it to strangle me. This was the last showdown match. Unless there's another person who looks a lot like me running loose in this city, i think it's her. I'd like to meet her some day, it could be interesting.

However, today I was informed of another... interesting fact. Anita, a girl in my course, knows someone from back home (The Northern Teritory, if I remember exactly) who looks exactly like me. Apparently, the ony diference is that I'm a little taller. It is possible that if I didn't keep my hair pulled back in a bandana this similarity would fade somewhat, but the fact that it exists at all is a little creepy. Remembering I just finished watching Lain after all :Þ

It leds itself to some intereting ideas. That I may not be the real me, for example. Which would certainly explain a lot. That my grandfather may have been a little unfaithful, or that one of my great-grandparents has an extremly strong genetic strain. Like the Howards with their red hair. Both of which being the sort of things dreary women read about in best selling novels from Oprah's Book Club.

I'ts odd, but somehow it seems strangely right. After all, there are people out there who look like other people, there's a chance they may even live in the same country, or the same city. People who look like famous people, for example. There's the doppleganger theory, which states tht every person has a near exact double out in the world somewhere. People would have to look almost Exacly like other people to validify that theory, but it provides much fodder for the creative process none the less. As long as you don't go to the extemes of the Xena continuity ^_^;;

Anyway, tha's all I wanted to add. The lecture's not on the website next, so I'm going to go to the canteen and read. Ciao bella's.
- posted by Washi @ 12:26 pm