So my extremely shy self (the one I thought I had finally put behind me after moving to a town in Alaska where I didn't know anyone and working in retail for 2 summers...) made an embarrassing appearance this weekend.
FYI I had an awesome weekend.
Not only did I get to hang out with a bunch of my awesome family, but I got to go to a Wakey!Wakey! concert! And it was awesome. AND I got to meet Grubbs after. That is when shy-me decided to show up. I was kinda starstruck...I know that sounds stupid but it's true. I was mumbling and blushing like crazy. And you know what he said to me?
He said, "Oh, you're so sweet."
The way he looked at me it was like I was some old granny hunched over a cane, patting his hand and telling him "you're a fine young man" in a slow shaky voice.
I don't want to be an old lady.
I know I'm not the type of girl someone meets in passing and thinks 'I'd like to get to know her better'. I'm the type of girl that if you are forced through some circumstance or another to get to know, well, you just might like me.
I don't want to be that girl anymore.
It's time for some change. It's time to be a strong, happy, pretty, interesting 23 year-old woman, not a sweet old lady or a fat little girl.
I'm using this as motivation and I'm running with it.
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