What am I supposed to do with my life? The question keeps drawing nearer and nearer as I approach potential thesis time. Potentially there are many different options for me. I want to do so much. I think that because thesis time is coming so fast, I must plan for the next several years. (Though I can barely make plans for the concert two weeks from now.)
(Noms on meringue coconut cookie in public policy class.)
Time to unpack an article. I think as an adult, you need statistics more than any other class. I projected that I would take it next year. But who knows now.
On KYC 2015...
I was asked by a friend last night if I preferred cheek kissing to actual making out. And the morning after (I'm still in bed at 4 PM) I realized...
It's not that I'm afraid to ask. I asked a couple people to kiss on the lips. But I am very afraid of rejection. The people I kissed on the lips were people I knew would say yes for one reason or another. Everyone else I kissed on the cheek because, well, I was afraid.
(Side note) girls I usually kiss on the cheek, I mean, it's just a thing. Maybe part of it is a rejection thing too. But now that I'm older I don't even kiss my parents on the cheek often.
I guess I just want to save kissing for specific people. I dunno.
So a thank you to my friend who asked me a good question, helping me figure things out. And it's not to say that the guys I kissed on the lips I don't have a "thing" for. I just knew they would say yes to making out, if that makes any sense at all.
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