There’s always a girl…
A couple of months ago I was invited to a poetry convention in America, with the possibility of winning $1,000. Yipee I thought, opportunities like this do not come around often. However, on the invitation it said I could invite 1 person to come along with me, thus ruling out parents and friends (how could you invite 1 person over another?). It left me thinking about who I could go with instead, I wouldn’t bother going alone, it would be an empty experience. So there’s this girl at work, who we can call “Sally”, so Sally has been working a little while longer than me and I’ve gotten to know her fairly well.
Ya know how when you meet someone you have a certain feeling about them (I’m not talking about the feeling in you’re pants here!) and make it a goal to get to know them better. This was the case with Sally, I was attracted to her from the beginning and I have always been trying to get to know her better for months. The problem is she has no interest in me at all, but unfortunately being a Taurus, stubbornness rules the day and even if its just 1% of my brain saying so, I still think I have some kind of chance. That was until the other day. I tried to subtlety bring up the poetry thing over e-mails we were sending each other. At my work when you can’t sit next to someone we have an intranet system in which you can send each other notes. Anyways, I told her that I was in a competition and that I had to go to America, but I wasn’t sure because there was no-one to go with. I then got that golden e-mail back that simply said the words….I’ll go with you…..I sat up straight not believing what I had just read and responded by saying “I’m not really sure how much it would cost, but it will be a lot of fun!”, the dream though was quickly over as she sent me:
From “Sally” :
R.E - Hello
Yea I would deffo love to go, if you paid for me and I could bring along this person I’m interested in…oh and “Yoko”
*Yoko is a friend of hers, whose real name I will not reveal, so I’ll just call her Yoko*
Now after reading this, even my brain said “You aint got no chance fool”. I actually chuckled to myself, because I couldn’t believe I thought I may have had a chance, that chuckle soon faded into a deep silence however. I looked over at her, and just stared for a few moments, thinking about what it may actually feel like if this girl was ever interested in me. The cold reality is that I don’t really seem to have the X-factor when it comes to pulling the ladies, I’m not the typical 19 year old who only thinks about scoring, I would actually like to be in a relationship and all the things that go along with it…I’m just that type of person.
I get a lot of criticism regarding my fashion sense, and I admit that I simply kwow nothing about colour schemes, or what matches with what or any of that stuff. I cannot believe that we live in a culture that ranks fashion so highly, people actually judge other people by what they wear!??! This is just crazy.
Sally said I should go for more of a hippy look and alter my fashion sense that way. Right, ‘cos hippies think about fashion that much. Ugh. I can guarantee I have never judged someone’s character by the way they look, even when they have blue hair and pierced eyelids, yet it seems people judge me all the time by the way I dress. I just have a plain style, t-shirt and pants….that’s it. I hate fashion, its another way of separating people, “you belong in this and I belong in that” how are we ever going to get any unity at all when people are that shallow, but if you are reading this and prioritise fashion highly in you’re life, then let me offer this advice: Don’t judge somebody’s character before you’ve even met them.
Ya know how when you meet someone you have a certain feeling about them (I’m not talking about the feeling in you’re pants here!) and make it a goal to get to know them better. This was the case with Sally, I was attracted to her from the beginning and I have always been trying to get to know her better for months. The problem is she has no interest in me at all, but unfortunately being a Taurus, stubbornness rules the day and even if its just 1% of my brain saying so, I still think I have some kind of chance. That was until the other day. I tried to subtlety bring up the poetry thing over e-mails we were sending each other. At my work when you can’t sit next to someone we have an intranet system in which you can send each other notes. Anyways, I told her that I was in a competition and that I had to go to America, but I wasn’t sure because there was no-one to go with. I then got that golden e-mail back that simply said the words….I’ll go with you…..I sat up straight not believing what I had just read and responded by saying “I’m not really sure how much it would cost, but it will be a lot of fun!”, the dream though was quickly over as she sent me:
From “Sally” :
R.E - Hello
Yea I would deffo love to go, if you paid for me and I could bring along this person I’m interested in…oh and “Yoko”
*Yoko is a friend of hers, whose real name I will not reveal, so I’ll just call her Yoko*
Now after reading this, even my brain said “You aint got no chance fool”. I actually chuckled to myself, because I couldn’t believe I thought I may have had a chance, that chuckle soon faded into a deep silence however. I looked over at her, and just stared for a few moments, thinking about what it may actually feel like if this girl was ever interested in me. The cold reality is that I don’t really seem to have the X-factor when it comes to pulling the ladies, I’m not the typical 19 year old who only thinks about scoring, I would actually like to be in a relationship and all the things that go along with it…I’m just that type of person.
I get a lot of criticism regarding my fashion sense, and I admit that I simply kwow nothing about colour schemes, or what matches with what or any of that stuff. I cannot believe that we live in a culture that ranks fashion so highly, people actually judge other people by what they wear!??! This is just crazy.
Sally said I should go for more of a hippy look and alter my fashion sense that way. Right, ‘cos hippies think about fashion that much. Ugh. I can guarantee I have never judged someone’s character by the way they look, even when they have blue hair and pierced eyelids, yet it seems people judge me all the time by the way I dress. I just have a plain style, t-shirt and pants….that’s it. I hate fashion, its another way of separating people, “you belong in this and I belong in that” how are we ever going to get any unity at all when people are that shallow, but if you are reading this and prioritise fashion highly in you’re life, then let me offer this advice: Don’t judge somebody’s character before you’ve even met them.
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