I will say hello to the world, as I have many, many times before. This is a new start for me. A new place to express my life the way I see it. Most of the time that involves embarrassment and proof that I am the most socially awkward person ever.
I could go into detail about who I am, but that would take all the fun out of finding out who I am through my blog. My age is irrelevant. I am just the average girl who loves to write. So here is a little about me to get you started.
I will start with why I created this blog.
It seems that no matter how hard I try I do something at least once a day to turn my face red. I am lucky though, my face only turns red. I know a girl whose entire body will turn red, we joke and call her a glow worm. That, of course, causes her skin to turn an even brighter red. Thank goodness I am not the only one whose face turns the color of fresh blood. At least it used too. I think I am starting to learn to live with my awkwardness, I mean, it is what makes me so unique. But it makes things terribly hard, like dating.
I have never been on a date, never kissed a guy, never held a guys hand. I’m somewhat okay with that, simply because the thought turns my words into a jumbled mess. If a guy talks to me that I find somewhat attractive…Yep, you guessed it. Nonsense spills from my mouth. It’s not just stuttered words or silly giggles. Nope, I create a whole new world. My mouth won’t stop.
Here is an example of what I mean.
The other day, a coworker came into the office with some guys she works with in another office. I didn’t really find them attractive, so talking wasn’t really that hard., but I had been alone all day! It’s horrible for someone like me to be alone all day. My mind will do funny things. This day my mind as extra creepy. Creative creepy is still creepy. My friend/coworker told the guys that it was my office since no one else sat in there at the time. I agreed with her, then instead of shutting up I continued. I told the guys that they had to bow down before me while I called the demons from hell to feast on their souls. Who does that? Evidently I do.
If that is what happens with guys I’m not attracted to…just imagine what it’s like when I am attracted to the guy.
It’s a hard life being the awkward girl. But it has it’s entertaining moments. That’s why I am here. To share with you, the joys of being awkward.