It’s hard making the first move. It puts us guys in a hard predictable situation and every word and enthusiasm matters as it will have the other person interpret it. As they read us like a book and have their judgements. That’s what scares me. It’s not the risk of making the first move… it’s the thoughts and judgements of the other person. Wasn’t it easier, like 50 years ago?
“hey baby, you. me. 10 o clock at Joe’s diner.”
“sure!”
WELL, not that easy. but its a point i want to make. now the guys have to think about how approach the person as well as transitioning into relations to the other person. gaahhhh! hard.
whenever someone jokes with people… there’s always a little truth to those jokes.
and it makes me wonder what those little truths are.
a crappy first post
March 8, 2008
A few days ago, i hit some kind of epiphany and i felt like i haven’t matched up to expectations. It’s not the expectations of others because i could care less to what they expect of me but to the expectations of what i have of myself. School, Work, Training. I’ve been lagging in every aspect that i should be conquering in and i put that all into perspective. A lot has been going on and a time to be lazy is not an option. I have to do good in school. With my father and mother forced into retirement, i have to work hard now so in the long run i know i haven’t wasted their money. and that My sister, my brother, and I will take care of them when they’re aging. It’s no time to be lazy especially with my future at stake.
As a first post, this is weak. but i’ll write more later. heh.
