"He asked me out"
"Oh. Wait. OH! Really. Wow, so you have boyfriend now?"
A smile, some nodding.
My interest is caught .
"Wow, okay. Cool. Wait, does this mean that everyone I know here has dated already?"
Sympathetic considering looks.
"Seriously."
Frivolous Epiphany
"So, this is what the schools meant by peer pressure."
"You should get one!"
And then any interest in the subject dissipates like the sublimation of ammonium chloride.
In which the tenth tic tac toe games in a row is the charm
i don't know, why does simple strategic truths elude me so?
In which I am thankful and apprehensive
17 on Monday,I'm cherishing my last few moments of being 16.
As far as I'm concerned, 16 was sweet in all the unexpected ways. It encompassed an end and a new beginning. I miss old friends and now tentatively reaching out to new ones who have been no less than fantastic (one day I will post a vague but interesting bio on them and on you guys so that I don't forget how I know you now).
Moving to a new country is scary. Yeah. It's 5-year-old scary form a jaded teen point of view which makes it much worse. Self consciousness is amplified to the point of being just grotesque. Although, you learn and relearn things you thought you always knew but needed a new perspective to see how the lesson has changed to suit your growth. Like judging a book by its cover or trusting others or more importantly trusting yourself and to stop second-guessing your own decisions.
Everyone's growing up. I will be wishing for wisdom this year.
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