my horoscope yesterday
Fri Dec 2: Telepathic.Trust your natural telepathic abilities today and listen to your gut feelings if all else fails. Romantic relationships may stumble as misunderstandings abound, but this can be avoided by listening with your heart.
what had happened: i saw the womyn of my dreams last night. this isn’t new, of course, because i fucking love womyn and there’s something real special about a confident womyn of color that makes me stumble all over myself. she was so gorgeous, and so were her shoes! she was so poised and graceful (and basically the opposite of my slouchy bummy awkward ass). i paused my not-terribly-surreptitious staring to actually look at some of the art on the walls, turn back and bam! she was gone! ouch! not that i’d had a chance anyway~
but then i see her again at the bar we’re going to watch the burlesque show at. my second chance! …to stare like a creeper and look away when caught, apparently.
later, as i passed her on the way to the bathroom, she stops me with a hand on my arm and suddenly those sharp eyes are on me. i’m speechless, of course. she asks if i am cody(?), who i gather is a model i resemble somehow(?). i shake my head and maybe manage to say no. she says, oh, you’re very beautiful.
what i should have done: smiled, told that womyn i wasn’t who she thought i was (but that i’d like to know her anyway), and fucking introduced myself
what i did instead: …thanked her. goddess help me, i thanked her and scampered the fuck away as quickly as the crowd would allow. katie demanded that i go back and say something, because duh, wtf that is obviously a line. and even if it wasn’t! a gorgeous womyn touched me(!) told me i looked like a model(!) and that i’m very beautiful(!) and i ran the fuck away.
i somehow always believed that by the time i hit this age, i would know what the fuck i was doing when it came to womyn. failllllllllll
Why does talking on the phone make me so anxious??!! Ugh. Like, I am seriously dreading making these calls. And it’s not even that serious. It’s to invite people to some fucking dinner. But all phone interaction makes me so nervous.
reblogged because this is my life. my awkward life.
As someone who detests talking on the phone, I fully agree with this. (via spiers)
YES YES YES!!! I HATE HATE HATE phone conversations. And now I know precisely why.
Text is always easier for me because of my inability to hear correctly. Nothing annoys me more than having to say, What? What? What? over a thousand times.
Um… why not just say, “Can’t talk right now… call you later!” and hang up? Or, don’t answer the phone at all?
Because sometimes, just seeing that name or an unfamiliar phone number pop up on the screen is enough to piss me off. I still don’t answer the phone lol but I’m irritated as though I had answered and talked to that person anyway. That’s just me though.
oh my goddess, i absolutely agree that every phone conversation has a loser. it’s usually me because, lol awkward. =(