Gravity.
The following is a conversation I had with my father earlier. I was asked out (again) by Dave, a nice boy who goes to FCCJ.
Me: Dad, I'm such a mean person. Why can't I be mean to him like everyone else? I just don't like him..and I want to tell him but I just can't.
Dad: Because you don't know him well enough to be mean to him.
Me: Well, why did he ask me out?!
Dad: Because he doesn't know you well enough yet.
True, the last comment was just to rattle my cage, there's still some truth to the matter. I don't know him well enough to be mean, so I'm stuck in this eternal spiral of saying yes to dates but dreading them and then making excuse to delay till the next one.
School is finally winding down, Epcot the day after tomorrow. Signing for my apartment (!!!!) Saturday. Then it's on to spring break. I'm excited to just have some down time. I'm excited for what the future holds.
Me: Dad, I'm such a mean person. Why can't I be mean to him like everyone else? I just don't like him..and I want to tell him but I just can't.
Dad: Because you don't know him well enough to be mean to him.
Me: Well, why did he ask me out?!
Dad: Because he doesn't know you well enough yet.
True, the last comment was just to rattle my cage, there's still some truth to the matter. I don't know him well enough to be mean, so I'm stuck in this eternal spiral of saying yes to dates but dreading them and then making excuse to delay till the next one.
School is finally winding down, Epcot the day after tomorrow. Signing for my apartment (!!!!) Saturday. Then it's on to spring break. I'm excited to just have some down time. I'm excited for what the future holds.