Nov 03, 2011 03:58
Sleepless in Seattle. Har har har. Fuck you, overactive mind. Time to spill my thoughts like a crazy person.
I started seeing this girl in Seattle. Chinese American girl, 21, recent UW grad figuring out what to do next with a bio degree, taking more classes for the time being. We kind of hit it off right away.
About four weeks have passed. I'm not totally sure how to describe everything, but I'll give it a shot. I'll start with the concerns. There have certainly been some bumps along the way. We both have our socially retarded episodes. I had a couple straight-up, sleep-deprived, moments where I completely zone out up, act really indecisive, or just say stupid half-baked shit. Derpin' pretty hard. Srsly. I guess I also I get that irking feeling that she's still got a little bit of history or still kind of exploring around right now and has some commitment issues. I'm also pretty reserved after the last failure of a relationship. Now the good part. Holy shit, we are the exact same person basically growing up under different settings/circumstances. While we both certainly have moments where it kind of feels like we're just engaging in an intellectual circle jerk, the things she's said have definitely just absolutely blown my mind. She associates herself with a crowd that typically gets labeled among the lower echelon of society, but gatdam she's got quite a head. After emotionally and intellectually unsatisfying relationships, this is the good stuff.
Hell, we're both dating a little bit outside our normal "types" and really enjoying it. That's gotta be worth something.
I've fucking ruined my sleep schedule for the week. With Halloween, Freaknight, the girl, and working late nights all week, I'm all sorts of broken right now.
Self improvement. I'm still keeping this up. The goal of the last year or so has been to figure out how to turn off that over-analytic IMTP mind of mine. Man, I'm so much happier these days. Getting much better about not hating strangers. I've been hanging out with a guy at work that I've essentially adopted as a life coach/man crush of sorts. No homo. He's this short, skinny Korean American guy. Not the best looking or super buff or anything. But man, he knows how to work people. Very direct. Just mad swagger. Half the shit he says is retarded, but he does it with a big banana grin that just makes people absolutely melt and warm up to him. Also just a straight up fantastic friend.
OK. Thoughts translated to text. Maybe I can fall asleep now. Conclusion: people are fucking weird. Lets eat more tasty foods and sleep. zzzzzz.
oh fuck fuck fuck. Coughing. Not allowed to get sick right now, buddy.