Funny
Just when I think that I won't ever write here again, I feel so compelled. I went to this social for our pre-med honor frat (not as preppy or smart as it sounds, haha). Basically I was talking with people there and overall having a good time. A guy, the only guy at the social, ends up sitting next to me so I talk with him and the people in front of me just about everything. Normal stuff. Majors, Growing up, you know, whatever comes up. So we talk for a bit and the people across the table leave so just him and me talk about. Just random stuff. Then he says "tell me a story." First off, I'm not used to people just saying something like that so I'm a little taken off guard. Essencially he wants me to make up a story for him.
I tell him I don't want to. I do not feel obligated to entertain him with a story I don't feel like making up, not to mention that I suck at making up stories randomly. Give me paper, a pen, and 30 minutes to and hour and that would be different. He makes a big deal about it, saying I am treating him like he is not worth the time or effort. It's not like I didn't enjoy talking to him, because he's very social and fun and funny... But within our first converstation he made me feel like I was not welcome to be who I wanted to be.
I guess it just makes me realize so much about myself and about people. Maybe once upon a time I would have made up a story for him, but I felt no desire to impress him or be anyone but who I am. I will not entertain you with false stories because you want me to. I will talk to you, answer and ask questions and have a normal converstation.
It's a good thing to realize on a Valentine's Day. I am happy with me. Single, little me.
:)
I tell him I don't want to. I do not feel obligated to entertain him with a story I don't feel like making up, not to mention that I suck at making up stories randomly. Give me paper, a pen, and 30 minutes to and hour and that would be different. He makes a big deal about it, saying I am treating him like he is not worth the time or effort. It's not like I didn't enjoy talking to him, because he's very social and fun and funny... But within our first converstation he made me feel like I was not welcome to be who I wanted to be.
I guess it just makes me realize so much about myself and about people. Maybe once upon a time I would have made up a story for him, but I felt no desire to impress him or be anyone but who I am. I will not entertain you with false stories because you want me to. I will talk to you, answer and ask questions and have a normal converstation.
It's a good thing to realize on a Valentine's Day. I am happy with me. Single, little me.
:)