The sign says...

I get weird when I talk to new people online. Weird as in I feel like I'm trying to talk to so-and-so and get too easily annoyed when that person doesn't have time. I want to share little boring things and big thoughts. I feel like this: Will wait to chat; Waiting to chat; Waited to chat. Anyway, it's dumb that I'm even thinking about this.

This is linked to a larger issue. It is not easy to change. How about having a lack of focus on school work and minimal motivation to study beyond what is required? I've been plagued with that since Freshman year. Over a hundred times, I've told myself that I will pull things together...and still haven't managed to do it. Is it that we are simply who we are?

This guy asked for help in seafood, "the sign says to ask someone over here." Nearly his words. I wasn't quite paying attention, rather following the folds in his green shirt against his tan skin connected to dark hair and deep eyes. His facial expression was blank as he anticipated an answer. I just looked at him for a few fractions of a second, then asked if someone was around that could help. Someone was paged and he returned to the items he desired. Why can't I be what he wants?, I thought and laughed inside. He was 1 of 3 sexy Asian guys that I took notice of that night. Nothing new about that habit...

And, oh, I bought potpourri for a buck. It was infested with little bugs. Hum, a bug is on that leaf. Er, and there. And...when I looked more closely, each piece was alive with tiny bugs and moving. Maybe they realized the air was fresh, because the remainderof the potpourri in the bag seemed quiet. I took action. The potpourri spent 15 minutes in hot tap water. Death by warm drowning. Like the potpourri bugs mind...