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Unformatted text preview: pretty redhead walking down everyday out of the building at 8 am coffee mug in her hand and you know what I do? I stare. And she gives me this look like, “what are you looking at do I have a zit on my face?” And then I subsequently look down ashamed and the eye contact is lost. What’s wrong with me? Awkwardness has defined every single moment of my entire life. Yet I constantly hear from everybody “You are the one that makes it awkward”. I suppose it’s some self fulfilling prophecy. I’ve doomed myself in all relationships. Oh sure I have had friends that are girls before and it’s worked out. But then again every single relationship I have ever had with someone we had to be friends first! I can’t do it I physically cannot “ask a girl out” like out of the blue you know like how TV and movies have taught the human race to do it....
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- Spring '08
- Psychology, 2008 singles, Jim, human emotion, friends fi rst