It's the start of a new year, and I've been thinking a lot...about myself. Yeah, that sounds really conceited, but not in the way you would think. I've been thinking about things I do, all of my little quirks, and the awkward situations I seem to inevitably find myself in. I've made a few notes on the things I've noticed about myself lately, and devised a list. This will probably be a very nonsensical blog post filled with aimless rambling, so fasten your seatbelt.
1. Coffee Spillage
Okay, this is a relatively new observation. I've noticed lately that I can't take a sip of my coffee without a little splash or two landing on my handmade crocheted circle scarves I wear practically on a daily basis. That first sip...aaaaaaaand drip, drip. I look down and wipe off the aforementioned coffee splash with my hand, looking somewhat like a slob, and then go about my business on my laptop. I don't know why this annoys me so much, and I'm beginning to think there's a hole in my lip that I'm not yet aware of.
2. The Awkward Laugh of Doom
Ever talked to a guy who you're attracted to, you say something (that you think) is funny, and you follow it with a laugh that comes out cringe-worthy? And then you think, oh God, that sounded reeeeally bad. This may not be as big of a deal as I make it out to be, but I always end up letting out a laugh that just comes out as a strange noise that could never be replicated again.
3. Sorry I Can't Dance, I'm Allergic
This actually works as a comic relief to a potentially awkward situation. I went out with my best friend the other night, and she was dancing with a guy she's currently dating, while I was leaning against a wall and being a spectator. I just don't really like to dance, unless it's with a group of people, in which I'm okay with that. However, I don't like dancing one-on-one with someone. Maybe it's just me, but I start laughing if a guy comes up and tries to dance with me. I'm still not sure why, to this day. Nerves, perhaps? I tend to laugh and giggle when I'm nervous. But, moving on, a guy asked to dance the other night, and I told him I was allergic to dancing. He laughed, and we started chatting for a little bit, so this handy excuse can be good for a conversation-starter, or he'll just walk away in a trail of confusion.
4. Weirdness Acceptability
I was always a weird kid, finding it fun to read the dictionary and try to take polaroid pictures of myself sneezing when I was home alone and bored. At twenty-five, I'm still weird, just in different ways. I think the hardest thing I've had to do is teach myself not to be hurt by what others think. It's much easier said than done. It really is important to be yourself, and not try to be what others want or expect you to be.
On a random, conclusive note, my new current obsession is painting every one of my nails a different color.
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