dear diary, [ 2002-11-14, 9:20 p.m. ] |
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what the holy hell is wrong with me? i honestly think i am incapable of having normal social interaction with people i don't know well. i get nervous and talk too much (my own signature brand of shyness - ask for it by name!) or act in some other idiotic fashion (say, getting sloppy drunk) and it's just stupid. no wonder i stay at home and read most of the time... signed, bundle of nerves
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