Two Discoveries and a Confirmation Today

Discovery #1:

I hate groups. It does not matter whether or not I am facilitating, whether or not I am being watched, or whether or not I am merely a participant. I hate them. They make me feel vulnerable, insecure, and incompetant.

Discovery #2:

My computer is acting up- it won't let me open anything up on Word. My poor, expensive baby... :( What is wrong with you?

Confirmation:

I hate crowds. I get lost in them, and nothing meaningful is ever said, and I feel as though I get ignored in them.

Conclusion:

Either I am PMSing, or I am bummed out.

People are so nice

So, I had to arrive to my field placement a little early today because of the bus schedule. Since McDonald's is just around the corner from the office, I decided to wait there until the time was a little closer so that there would not be those awkward silences, y'know.

Anyway, I was wearing a couple jackets, cuz it is cold out, and had my backpack, and was just sitting there. The this nice middle aged lady came up and offered to buy me hot chocolate or something! Now, I realize that she thought I was, like, homeless, but that's ok... I was all bundled up after all. So I decided to be thankful for the nice people in the world.

Of course, I said no, and explained what I was up to. Don't want y'all to think that I take advantage of the niceness of people.

I am resisting change

So my big question of the day is this: Why does blogger want me to change over to the new version so badly? They now have a huge ad taking up most of the space on my dashboard, telling me to CHANGE!

I just wish they'd tell me what I'll get out of it.

So the lady thought I was crazy

So I was on the bus yesterday...

Hmmm... it seems like most of my stories start out that way.

Anyways, I was on the bus, and there were lots of empty seats open. We stopped at this one bus stop, and these four sweet looking elderly ladies got on the bus. I assumed they were friends.

Apparently not, as the first one sat next to me and her another sat in front of her (instead of together), and the other ladies spread out as well.

Well, apparently the two near me were friends, cuz they leaned over the seats and talked to each other for the whole trip. I thought this was wierd.

Anyways, we are drawing close to where I get off. I was supposed to meet someone, and I thought I was running late. So I got out my cell phone to check, and tada! I was right on time. Those of you who know me know that I often talk to yself, so I said (very quietly) "Oh! I'm not late!"

Then the old lady next to me pauses in her conversation, turns and looks at me and says:

"Oh, you've lost it."