AoP LOG #2 + 100 Facts
Today, i tried to talk to him more...because I've finally noticed that It's also my fault that we've become socially awkward. I prefer to talk to my female friends instead of actually initiating small talk to him (yeah, realized this around Friday.) So logically thinking, I must repair our friendship before treading on the fields of romance.
Managed to get some casual conversation out of him ("Good afternoon, how was your weekend?" "Yeah, good. I went to the fair" "Oh? The one outside of that one church?" "Yeah...what about you?" "Oh...yeah...ate sausage...")...but I eventually drifted back to talking to the other friends. Augh, why must I be so socially awkward...we used to be BROS. I think it's this infatuation with him that made me unable to communicate with him properly. Damn.
I'm terrible for perusing this because I'm doing this for fun. B)
On another note, I saw this one meme (I had no idea it was pronounced "meem" orz so lame) all over the internet where one must post 100 facts about themselves. I wonder how I'm going to make this out of hand...but I'll spare you all with 10 facts per post. Btw, this is going to be very...well, it's going to make you say "TMI EMILY!" but that's just how I roll.
I found that hard to compose. I'm going to be a broken record by the end of this.
Oh oh! Before I end things, my English teacher composed an Imagist poem about me!
"Emily. Possessor of tofu and corndog."
I almost cried. It's so true.
Managed to get some casual conversation out of him ("Good afternoon, how was your weekend?" "Yeah, good. I went to the fair" "Oh? The one outside of that one church?" "Yeah...what about you?" "Oh...yeah...ate sausage...")...but I eventually drifted back to talking to the other friends. Augh, why must I be so socially awkward...we used to be BROS. I think it's this infatuation with him that made me unable to communicate with him properly. Damn.
I'm terrible for perusing this because I'm doing this for fun. B)
On another note, I saw this one meme (I had no idea it was pronounced "meem" orz so lame) all over the internet where one must post 100 facts about themselves. I wonder how I'm going to make this out of hand...but I'll spare you all with 10 facts per post. Btw, this is going to be very...well, it's going to make you say "TMI EMILY!" but that's just how I roll.
- There's just something soothing about siting in a car for several hours when I'm on a road trip.
- I'm the only person in my family to have fractured bones/injured myself to the point where it needs medical attention. (Broken arms, huge rock to the head, sprained ankle...)
- If I can fart in front of you, you are a good friend. B)
- Speaking of farts, I'm a pro at throwing them.
- I long to change my outer appearance (minus makeup since I'm allergic) but I'm either too proud or too lazy to do so...okay, I'm both.
- I adore ugly-cute things. (You know, they're so ugly that it's cute...)
- I am growing backwards. (I started buying action figures of villainous food products. I even have a rubber fish and a pillow pet unicorn, as well as other childish things in the past year. I'm not ashamed though)
- It takes my hair one month to grow about two inches. I'm only 5 feet tall.
- I've had my glasses ever since I was three. I'm batshit blind all thanks to our favorite purple dinosaur.
- I find everything funny. (Not a surprise.)
I found that hard to compose. I'm going to be a broken record by the end of this.
Oh oh! Before I end things, my English teacher composed an Imagist poem about me!
"Emily. Possessor of tofu and corndog."
I almost cried. It's so true.