Thursday, November 16, 2006

It just happens...


But I guess it's okay.

No matter how hard I try to be "normal," I end up feeling like the oddball, the black sheep, the weirdo.


I don't know if I come across as being as strange as I feel inside.

But suffice it to say, I feel like a weirdo, especially out in public.

You can easily spot someone who feels socially awkward, can't you? The one whose face gets a bit too red too often, who maybe laughs nervously or doesn't know what to say. The one who is self-conscious about their appearance, their clothes, the way they walk or speak. The one who worries about whether what they just said was stupid or not.

I'm sure I'm not the only one who has felt this way.

If you have ever felt like this, drop me a line.

If not, congratulations.