Met another girl tonight at the laundry room. Her name is Elena, Russian apparently. As I stated before that I was very talkative with men and women who I am not attracted to, and this was the case with Elena. The conversation between me and her was decent and I did not tongue tie nor was I nervous. Ironically, I talked too much, after a while of conversation, she said, "let's try to get some work done." Under normal circumstances, I would consider it rude, but I realized she was correct, I did talk too much. Analyzing my conversation with her, it might have appeared to be like an interrogation to her, too many questions. Sigh, I'm still thinking about how I fubar'd the conversation with Shannon last night, I wish I was this talkative with her.
I am now trying to find the golden point for my personality and conversations. A goldilocks zone for personality if you will. Conversations aren't too long, aren't too short. A personality that comes off as normal, strong, and sensitive at the same time.
I didn't see Phoebe today at Econ 100C. She might have seen me delete her from my phone's address book two days ago. You know, I don't want to be a jerk, but I seriously need a new beginning. I always helped her when she needed help, but she pretends I don't exist when I needed help. Good riddance. If she wants to be friends, I'll confront her about it, she and I will be on equal footing this time.
Note to self: Modify length of conversations to fit within context of situation.
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