I honestly never knew what I was good at. Sure, I could make people laugh and smile but I never figured out if I had talent other than the aforementioned. I can play the cello like a high school student, bang a drum like an animal, and run like a wannabe Mo Farrah. I've come across so many people who can show off what they are good at and how fucking well they look.
After this week, I think I realized what I am truly good at. Pissing men off. (Women do not count. They are always pissed off. Okay I am kidding...) I was texting to two guys that actually piss me off. Perhaps "romance" ruined our relationship. No, I never dated them or anything. But there was that awkward "Oh hi Emmy I like you." and I go, "Oh hi I am taken forever." vibe going on. Sometimes, I wish I can just say I was asexual and so when people who are "interested" in me - they won't have to deal with heartbreak.
I was afraid that I pulled a Gretchen. But hmph, maybe not. I just like talking to people incessantly (Not in a Kellie kind of way, my voice would hurt.)
I would just text them and create a conversation that would really go no where. Typically, they end off with me being confused about their feelings (and/or sexuality) or with me thinking, "Why did I just do that? My semester is hectic and I am texting haphazard funnys to people that probably hate me." Well, yolo bitch.
I suppose I know the next thing I can add to my resume.
Experienced in pissing every sort of human possible.
After this week, I think I realized what I am truly good at. Pissing men off. (Women do not count. They are always pissed off. Okay I am kidding...) I was texting to two guys that actually piss me off. Perhaps "romance" ruined our relationship. No, I never dated them or anything. But there was that awkward "Oh hi Emmy I like you." and I go, "Oh hi I am taken forever." vibe going on. Sometimes, I wish I can just say I was asexual and so when people who are "interested" in me - they won't have to deal with heartbreak.
I was afraid that I pulled a Gretchen. But hmph, maybe not. I just like talking to people incessantly (Not in a Kellie kind of way, my voice would hurt.)
I would just text them and create a conversation that would really go no where. Typically, they end off with me being confused about their feelings (and/or sexuality) or with me thinking, "Why did I just do that? My semester is hectic and I am texting haphazard funnys to people that probably hate me." Well, yolo bitch.
I suppose I know the next thing I can add to my resume.
Experienced in pissing every sort of human possible.
