I am sitting at my computer, I am going through an entire year of a mediocre MP3 blog's posts and dowloading everything that has a semi interesting band name or that I've heard of (which is, sadly, 98.583762% of it) (wouldn't you laugh if I somehow could figure that out mathematically, and I was right?) (I would).
Sometimes I try so hard to be gramatically correct and I'm not. Like now.
I'm addicted to attention: this is a funny point to make about myself, I hate attention. I hate at christmastime when everyone is watching me open a present, and they expect me to react and I don't. I hate when I have to answer a question in class. But if you said hello to me out of the blue, I'd be thrilled with it and you for literally hours, comment me on facebook/myspace? it's the greatest moment in the world, and don't even get me started on if you texted me for no reason other than to say hi? Cloud freaking nine, honey.
I love seeing people places who know who I am, I love waves from across the hall, and I love it when people go out of their way to talk to me. Which is weird because I certainly don't act like it, but it's an addiction none the less. The majority of the anxiety (socially speaking) I have comes from people NOT talking to me. Not paying attention to me. I want to be noticed, but probably noticed for being understated, you understand? Me either.
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