Be a dear and order for me? Because I've got mental barriers that disable me from conversing comfortably with cashiers and people alike. And that's my confession for today. Usually, I would identify it at the end of my entry, but eh. A break in the pattern is nice sometimes.
I'm engaging in a confession session today because I promised to submit two confession sessions every month and it’s already a new year... so I kind of missed the second confession session for December. Who’d have figured, right? I’m Lucia, after all, the worst procrastinator ever... or the best, depending on how you rank procrastination.
Anyhow, back to the main point. I'm not one to like eating out since that pops up the possibility of me having to order. When I go to the food court in a mall, I'm usually with my friends and I always get them to order for me. When I'm eating out with family, I get my mom to order for me because she know what I like to eat... most of the time.
Aren't I a spoiled child? Tsk, tsk, Lucia, tsk, tsk.
But, gosh, I can't break free of this fear.
To whoever works at a cash register, you scare me. I can't even talk to waiters and waitresses.
I don't know when it became obvious to me that I can't talk to such people. As I grew up, I started going out a lot more. And no, I don't mean going out in the dating sense. Dating is weird and boys have cooties.
I meant, like, I chill with my friends a lot more frequently than I used to. I suppose any number of hangouts is a lot more frequent than zero. Aha, yeah. I was a hermit crab for most of my life. Now I'm a hermit crab with a broken shell. I haven’t a clue if that’s an improvement or not.
I never had to talk to strangers. There are no strangers in my house, although sometimes it felt like there are. I spent my childhood cooped in my house and now my house is my home. I'm comfortable being confined in familiar walls. School is much like a confinement, too. School and home, my two safe havens.
Well, actually, I question school. I mean, yeah, I spend a lot of time there, but I don’t necessarily like being there. I don’t know. School is bleh, but the people there are nice... I suppose.
Hm... I don't know where I'm going with this. Shall I just type whatever comes to mind? I mean, I do that anyway, but I usually try to keep a general gist.
Bunnies are pretty cute, eh? I ate one a few days ago.
I haven’t a clue where I’m going with this, so I’m going to bring this journal entry to an end. Toodleloo?
Oh! The lyrics, the lyrics. Comment the song artist and title, and a reward shall be granted! And, in case you’re sceptical, I actually do grant said rewards. Don’t doubt meh~! I mean, I don’t have much to give on Gaia, but, you know, it’s not like I have nothing, so... yeap. Here are today’s lyrics:
The river would run to the sea
I wont let you fly
I wont say goodbye
I wont let you slip away from me
Have I used those lyrics before? Ah, I don't know. I shall, hopefully, see you around next entry, right? The next entry I'll be uploading is the entry I recreated in place of the lost entry mentioned last journal entry. So, yeah! Good night, dear reader, if the darkness rests upon your roof~
OH! I ALMOST FORGOT. It's a tad belated, but Happy New Year dear readers~! Here's to another journal-filled year! Best wishes and all that good stuff. Mkay, I'm going to go now. Bye byes~!
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