Monday, January 22, 2018

Laugh with me (and at me)

In going through old diaries of mine there are certain subjects which can easily reduce me to giggles. I came across one entry from February 2011 that was too entertaining to keep to myself, and I must share it for the amusement of others. I was twenty-one, and completely inexperienced in dating. I was also still deeply closeted, hence my complete failure to mention also falling for women.

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I've got to either stop falling for guys, or become more bold. Or fall for a guy who isn't discouraged by my lack of flirtation skills.

Problem is, I'm shy enough approaching people at the best of times. When I've got a crush on that person, the stakes are higher, so it's even harder...

But nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Wait, am I giving myself a pep talk here? A pep talk about my love life. Great.

If I'm not good at flirting should I just write love notes? Love poems? I'm told I'm a good writer...ok, that's what my mom tells me.

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