1. I want to be an elementary school teacher.
2. Trying to save people who didn’t ask for your help in the first places isn’t a good idea. Doing so might, in fact, make them a bit peeved.
3. An office is not and will never be a natural work habitat for me (see #1).
4. I have been unconsciously faking extrovert for the past ten or so years…
5. …and that, in turn, has made me rather lost unproductive in a lot of respects.
6. The people who are supposed to be in your life have a habit of showing up without fuss.
7. The Washington bus system is cheaper and less high maintenance than the Washington Metro.
8. Other people process the world differently than me, and that’s okay.
9. Social progress isn’t necessarily fluid or constant (or, America can, indeed, elect a Continue reading “Twenty-Three Things I learned at 23”
Last Monday, while walking to my first day at a new job, a guy running on the street stopped to tell me I looked lovely. What a way to start off the week and the first day of a new job. Additionally, I had been feeling unusually anxious that morning, so the comment brightened my mood considerably.
That said, it was a bit of a strange occurrence for me. Generally speaking, talking to strangers in passing isn’t the most common thing in our society. That, and the fact that we live in a twenty-first century world where our eyes are glued to our phones most of the time; we make ourselves inaccessible to each other with our technology. So yes, this was a bit of a strange occurrence for me–but I realized I liked it. Wouldn’t the world be a better place if more people spontaneously complimented strangers throughout the day?
I liked this random occurrence so much and I thought it was noteworthy. I proceeded to tell my housemates about it when I got home and, being the millennial I most definitely am, also posted a Snapchat about it. However, I thought nothing much else about the occurrence after the fact. I merely saw it as one more noteworthy-than-average event in a string of random events that happen on a day-to-day basis.
Until Wednesday rolled around.
On Wednesday, I was again walking on the same street on the way to work. I, again, ran across the same guy. My walking to work route appeared to be his morning running route. We saw each other and there was recognition. He waved and then stopped me.
Him: “Didn’t I see you the other day?”
Me: “Yes, I think so.”
Him: “Well, you still look beautiful.”
Me: *blushes* “Well, thank you.” Continue reading “To Live in the Present”
If we were having coffee, the first thing I’d tell you is that I’m just a wee bit intoxicated right now.
Not that that’s exceptionally important, but it’s how I roll…as in, I generally do not withhold the fact that I’m intoxicated when I am, indeed, intoxicated.
That Jameson and lime was really strong. Whoops!
(Really, I’m just a little tipsy right now. Nothing to worry about, folks!)
Well, now that that’s been established.
Oh baby, it’s been quite the week!
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you all about how I got dumped this week! On my lunch Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare–Boys and Blogs and Travel Prep”
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I’m feeling much better than I was last week at this time. After spending half the day on Monday in bed, I forced myself to get up because I had dinner plans with a friend and, after a good night’s rest on Monday night, I felt much better on Tuesday.
If we were having coffee, I’d ask if you remember that post about birth control that I wrote a few weeks ago? Well, it was all for naught. In the end, I didn’t get any lecture about going off of birth control, though that is probably mostly because my doctor read through the wrong file before coming into my appointment and totally thought I was someone else. He apologized when he realized the mistake and I truly do think he felt quite terrible. I admit, it did feel a bit impersonal, being asked about someone else’s recently inserted IUD and someone’s job, but I Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare–The Obligatory Post-Date Update and Other Stories”
I write this from my bed. Where I have been convalescing for most of the afternoon.
Sorry, it’s not that I don’t want to catch up with y’all. I’m just not feeling too hot right now.
That said, I do have some sharing to do, so let’s just make this a short and sweet update of a post.
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If we had plans for coffee, I’d have to cancel because, as stated above, I’ve been in bed most of the afternoon.
I’m actually supposed to be at work right now, but I left after 3.5 hours of my eight hour shift because I felt like I was going to pass out standing up. I didn’t arrive at work feeling ill. Just a little tired. I got some coffee thinking I just needed a bit more caffeine (the perks of working at an espresso bar…I can just pour myself a cold press if I please, which is what I did). Needless to Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare–The Anti-Coffee Share Edition”
I’m just going to put this out there–I’m an incredibly socially awkward person.
Small talk is the bane of my existence.
There is absolutely nothing more awkward for me than sitting with someone I’ve just met and not knowing what to say to them. No, no, I take that back–what’s even worse is when I’m sitting with someone I have known for a little while from a particularly setting (say work or class). I can talk with them in that setting or about something related to that setting without a problem, but when it comes to making other conversation, I fail miserably.
Keeping up a conversation with someone whom I’m not 100% comfortable with is just plain rough. It’s not that I don’t try; it’s more that when I’m in the moment, my mind goes numb as I frantically think of something intelligent to say…and when I do think of something, it usually comes out as more idiotic than anything else. My go to conversation starter is, “How are you?” which really can only get you so far. Last night, I asked my friend this as I sat down to dinner and she responded with, “I hate that question!” “I’m sorry,” I replied. “I’m feeling exceptionally socially awkward today and don’t know what else to say.” (Yes, that really was my response…hey, at least I was being honest!)
This, my friends, is why I prefer writing over talking.
So, naturally, dating is something that I don’t really do. Quite frankly, I don’t even know how to go on a proper date. I’ve had one boyfriend in my life, and I’m still kind of puzzled about how I even managed that. When my roommates in D.C. Continue reading “Once Upon a Time a Socially Awkward Introvert was Interested in Dating…”