GAH!!
I've never been the guy thats comfortable and casual around girls, I always feel intimidated, unless I'm with friends. I'm quietly sitting on the train reading the newspaper, which was a very interesting article about the gay clergy and how ignorant some people are.
Anyway, these 3 girls sit next to me, obviously i'm already way in over my head, then they start taunting me in a way. i dunno how you'd call it, i just felt like i was being laughed at or something. They were a good 3-4 years older than me, and i was quickly trying to think of something else than lashing out at them in anger. I even had the nerdy kinda look, reading the paper, sitting all by myself and i was kinda secluding myself. I was only by myself because i barely made the train.
While holding my paper, i changed my grip on it and showed them my middle finger, a few seconds later they moved off, i'm not sure why, maybe they saw the finger, i was even tempted to fart or burp or something for good measure.
I know i learnt something from this experience, always have a nice 'crappy/melancholy' marilyn manson song in your discman ready for you to turn up the music to ward away the beasts of torment.
bah, i need some confidence..
[/somewhatofarant]
*Goes off to find something to improve confidence, oh well, my friend's Playboy magazine shall suffice :biggrin2: j/k*
ps. ahhh.. that felt good, let off some steam after a bad day.
I've never been the guy thats comfortable and casual around girls, I always feel intimidated, unless I'm with friends. I'm quietly sitting on the train reading the newspaper, which was a very interesting article about the gay clergy and how ignorant some people are.
Anyway, these 3 girls sit next to me, obviously i'm already way in over my head, then they start taunting me in a way. i dunno how you'd call it, i just felt like i was being laughed at or something. They were a good 3-4 years older than me, and i was quickly trying to think of something else than lashing out at them in anger. I even had the nerdy kinda look, reading the paper, sitting all by myself and i was kinda secluding myself. I was only by myself because i barely made the train.
While holding my paper, i changed my grip on it and showed them my middle finger, a few seconds later they moved off, i'm not sure why, maybe they saw the finger, i was even tempted to fart or burp or something for good measure.
I know i learnt something from this experience, always have a nice 'crappy/melancholy' marilyn manson song in your discman ready for you to turn up the music to ward away the beasts of torment.
bah, i need some confidence..
[/somewhatofarant]
*Goes off to find something to improve confidence, oh well, my friend's Playboy magazine shall suffice :biggrin2: j/k*
ps. ahhh.. that felt good, let off some steam after a bad day.
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