Eric showed up at my house at 7 AM to pick up some reimbursements forms for Red Cross. Problem is, I don't normally wake up until 10 AM, so when he showed up, I was SUPER cranky. I don't remember exactly what I said to him when I handed him the Ziploc bag of important Red Cross documents since I immediately went back to sleep after, but Eric, if you're reading this right now and I ended up saying something horrible about your mother, I'm sorry. I'm not me when I just woke up.
6/22/14, 1:26 AM PDT
Wow, another really late entry. My bad, guys.
So a bulk of today was spent at my cousin's graduation party in Orange County. Or at least, I think it's Orange County, I really don't know where they live since every time we go up to their house, I pass out for pretty much the entire car ride.
Let me just throw this out there. I am NOT a social person. Throw me into a party full of the nicest, most accepting people in the world and unless someone talks to me first, I will happily ignore every single person there in favor of writing on my phone. The day I start a conversation with a total stranger will probably be the day that World War III starts and RoboHitler is unleashed into the world.
So based on how this party was looking in the beginning, I didn't think anything would change. The older adults probably weren't looking to make conversation with me that didn't start with the words "What grade are you in now?" and the younger people either already had friends to talk to or had their eyes glued onto their electronics. The latter was especially prevalent in the party's piano room, occupied entirely by kids still in elementary school and middle schoolers addicted to social media.
But hell, there was a piano, so I decided to play. And surprisingly, playing the piano acts as a pretty good ice breaker, because suddenly I'm getting all these requests from the kids around me who were previously just staring at their iPhones. And even though I couldn't play all of their crazy requests ("Play something from Frozen! Play a Snoop Dogg song! Play the Keyboard Cat song!"), I managed to have some pretty decent conversations with these people, so I guess they're my friends now? I added one guy on Facebook who had a VGHS shirt, so yeah, I think we're friends now?
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| Yep. Definitely a VGHS shirt. |
Is- is that enough to bring upon WWIII or what?
RFotD: There exists a "friendship paradox," which states that your friends tend to have more friends than you do. Several mathematical explanations exist to support this paradox.
SGAT: Became a little less socially awkward.
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