How can people just stare and not say hi back to my polite and cheerful "hello" when they walk into the museum? That is rude, people.
Last night these two sentences made me laugh harder than I have laughed in a very long time: "Welcome to the Pacific. The word has been reached."
I wish I wasn't so awkward and shy around people I don't know that well. I am sure their first (and second and third and fourth...) impression of me is that I am boring. Which perhaps I am. Boring is not bad. But I am seriously not boring. But if I was, I wouldn't have a problem with it (yes I would).
That was Zen, this is Tao. (GET IT????)
I really should call the eye doctor. Tomorrow.
Tattoos: "333" and "holy holy holy"
And then when I say "see you, guys" to the rude museum patrons, they say nothing back. COME ON, YOU GUYS!!! Throw me a bone!
The idea of first impressions is an interesting idea. But in the words of Alex, "Fuck ideas!"
I like that I am becoming comfortable. But I don't ever want to get too comfortable where I no longer sit on the edge of my chair. I always want to be sitting on the edge.
That's what she said.