It's Better This Way

Just to let you guys know, my computer is now broken. Not like, it's not working properly, like it's physically broken. There is no fixing it; I would actually have to buy a new one, which is obviously not going to happen since I can't even afford to buy the things I absolutely need right now. Anyway, I am going to try to keep up with this blog as well as I can, but I will have to do it from my mom's computer, so I make no promises. Also, if anyone comments or messages me on Facebook, or whatever and I don't get back to them, that's probably why.

Who knows, maybe this is for the best. Maybe now I'll stop wasting my time online instead of doing things that I should be doing. Also, it gives me a good excuse to get the fuck away from that dating site that has been making me insane or the last couple of weeks. Or, you know, maybe I'll lose my mind entirely because I'm completely cut off from the outside world now!  

Practice Makes Slightly Less Shitty

Last night was kickboxing. We mostly worked on different combinations, and a little on footwork (which I have apparently been doing wrong all this time. Awesome.). I Feel like I did pretty well on some of it, not so much on some; though none of it was as bad as last week's left hook and dropped gum fiasco. I think I finally did get the left hook down, by the way, because I practiced it all fucking week.

To go off on a bit of a tangent, for a moment, I've mentioned before that I've been practicing with a jump rope, so I won't look like a total ass if I have to do it in class again. Well the rope I have has a counter on it, so you know how many jumps you've done. Yesterday, I got over two hundred jumps in a row without tripping. I was pretty fucking excited about that.

Anyway, back to class last night. I also took this opportunity to practice my social skills. I actually stayed after class and talked to my instructor. I mean, it was probably for around five minutes or so, and we only talked about kickboxing, but still, I voluntarily spoke to another human. I asked him questions and everything.

And Another

Another thing that this whole online dating bullshit gets me thinking about is why I even need to do this in the first place. Why is it that some people have such an easy time attracting other people and others just can't seem to manage that, no matter what we do? I spend a depressing amount of time thinking about this. Seriously, what the fuck is that? It's not just physical attractiveness, because you see plenty of not-particularly-attractive people in relationships. It's not based on how friendly a person seems, because I know for a fact that I smile at people compulsively; I don't want to, it's just a reflex (I think it's residual effect from working retail). It's not just that I'm too weird, because I've seen girls who look like me in relationships a million times. So what the fuck is that unidentifiable thing, that I just don't have, that tells other people "Hey! I am, in fact, not an inanimate object that just happens to be sitting here."

I did once have someone tell me that I looked like a mannequin though......maybe they really do think I'm an inanimate object....... 

Another of Those Intangible Things

This whole dating site thing has me thinking; what is it that makes some people just click and others not? You would think it would be common interests, or shared worldviews, or similar lifestyles, but it's not. At least not necessarily. I honestly don't know what it is. The site that I'm using this time lets you answer these random-ass questions, then other people answer the same questions and it gives you a percentage for the things you have in common. This is helpful, to some extent, because you know if you only match with someone 4% you probably shouldn't waste your time. It's not as helpful as it should be though because, for some reason, that just doesn't determine whether or not you are going to feel a connection with someone. I have found several people, some of whom were vegetarian or vegan, I match with over 90% and still just don't feel like I could talk to them. Either I read their profiles and just don't feel drawn to them at all, or I try talking to them and it just doesn't go anywhere. Then there are people I have known, mostly in real life, who I have seemed to have nothing in common with yet felt totally (or as close to totally as I am capable of feeling) comfortable with. So what the fuck is it? What is that thing that makes people click?

Of course, according to Alex, bad dating is an essential part of being human. So I guess I should just accept it.  

Also, I have actually been talking to a few people; mostly just small talk and bullshit. There is one guy I'm having a real conversation with though, and he seems pretty cool. 

Superhero Relationship Choices

The other night, my dad and I watched The Amazing Spider Man. At some point, my dad says "Every girl wants to date a superhero." To which I reply "Some of us would rather be the superhero." He gives me this sort of skeptical look and says "and date one." And you know what, he's right. It would be boring as shit to be a superhero dating a normal guy; which got me thinking, why the fuck does pretty much every superhero guy exclusively date utterly helpless girls? I mean seriously, don't you have enough on your plate without having to rescue your girlfriend every damn day?

This ^ was the scene that started the conversation. Also, Gwen actually wasn't nearly as bad as some superhero girlfriends, but still. 

It's Going to Be a Busy Month

I actually have TWO social events this month (plus a "mushroom walk". Yeah, I don't know, I told my sister I would go with her) which, for me, is a bit overwhelming. On the 13th is the Festival of Colors, which we attended, and greatly enjoyed, last year. Then the following weekend, the 19th through the 21st, is the Wizard's Ball. I have never been to this one before, but it looks like it will be ridiculous and amazing. Plus, my sister and I are going to set up and try to sell some of our stuff (her photos, and my jewelry and utility belts). So yeah, if anyone is interested in either of those things (or the mushroom walk) you should totally come. A good time will be had by all......I hope.  

"It's gonna be a busy year." 

I Cannot Believe I'm Doing This Right Now!

So, my sister talked me into joining another dating site. Now I have run myself way behind schedule this morning working on my fucking profile. Why why why do I keep doing this to myself?! It invariably ends in disaster after having fucked up my life, and making me into a complete lunatic, for a couple weeks or so.

The title of this post is a quote from My First Mister, but I couldn't find the scene. 

It was this^ guy though.