I think I was cursed to associate myself with awkward people in this universe. Like most of the time I have to rack my brain to figure out a decent conversation or an icebreaker to get the ball rolling. Then sometimes these people react in a way that I never fathom and I'm like "How the hell am I suppose to react to that?" and it gets awkward all over again so we're all back to square 1. Damn, for once I want to get away from this situation because it tires me out. If I choose to ignore these people I get this impression that I'm anti-social......but then again why should I care about what people think right?
I don't know what I'm sayin'.
Back to Egypt tomorrow and on the following day I would be following up with rehearsals for my empresses. This will be my very first rehearsal for the daily operations and I don't know how I should feel about it. Excited? Yes, I am. But the idea of having to report to work at 7:30a.m? Reluctant. On the bright side I will be dismissed earlier than usual. It's been a long time since I last took the bus back home which takes up an hour and a half of my time. I just like staring out of the glass, people-watch and just.....think. I guess. It's also a perfect way to catch up on my sleep without getting nagged at.
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