April 20, 2013

• I am awake and I am at work. I am hoping to get through the day without any casualties.
  Seriously, no one can take me anywhere.
  I get hit on at work. I get hit on at the gym. I get hit on walking around my neighborhood. I get hit on in bars. I get hit on via phone calls. I get hit on in restaurants. I get hit on while on a train. I get hit on in the rain, with a fox, in a box, with a mouse, in a house. I get hit on here and there. I get hit on everywhere. 
  The attention is nice, but honestly. Please. Why can't the attractive ones like me? I always get the weirder ones. 
  Maybe it's because I am a weirder one...
  All I want is the adorable boy at the gym. That's it. Just that one. So far, he's turning out to be exactly the way he was in my head before I started taking his class and it's just getting worse and worse. And I'm shy, so I pretend to be coy and mysterious which probably just translates to uninterest and unfriendly-ness. I wish I was outgoing and charming, but I'm not. I'm quiet, awkward, annoying, arrogant, self-deprecating, tired, restless, moody, opinionated, nerdy, immature, and usually crazy. I probably don't possess any of the qualities he likes in girls and I'm probably not even close to his type, but every day, there I am at the gym, staring at him and hoping he doesn't think I'm some stalker. 
  What am I becoming. I never really grew up.

  Once upon a time,
  It was so sunny and warm.
  But now it is cold.

  Weather haikus. Learn to love them.

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