Awkward
- The fact that I'm even bothering to take pics of this outfit right now. But you should know that I have sweatshirt days too. And they are extra delicious.
- Fake nerd glasses. Which is why I just got my first pair.
- Stretching my arms a little bit in class and smacking my isle-pacing professor right in the gut. Either he didn't feel it, or we already made a "
I'm going to ignore awkward moments like these" pact at the beginning of the semester that I just wasn't aware of -- cause there was noooooo acknowledgment. Double awkward. BAM.
- My bangs first thing in the morning. It's a serious injustice not taking pictures of those things.
- How many 'skater-ish boys' came up to me like
"oooohhhhhmyyyyyyygooosssshhhhhhh your sweatshirtttttttttttt"
Calm Down.
-Running into plants. And old friends. Simultaneously.
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This picture from middle school. You're welcome.
- Running into a very full lecture class one minute - I repeat ONE MINUTE late, and trying to sign the roll. Professor looks at the clock, then looks at his watch, taking I don't know, a good 74389728 seconds to inspect it and finally says "Op. No roll for you missy" ... and then I take the long walk of shame to the back of the class. It's situations like this when I wish
A: that I owned an invisibility cloak and
B: that it was socially acceptable for me to throw my books down, yell adolescently "Well fine! I can see that NOBODY loves me around here! " and run sobbing out of class.
Awesome
-Husband's random G-chat:
1:10 PM Tyson: you at home still?
1:11 PM hiya!! karatee chop!
I wants food!!
I wants food and you!!
baaaaah!- Mumford and Sons. Period.
- Husband wearing suspenders today. There's just something about them that make his lips that much more appealing.
- Writing stuff on my To-Do list that I've already done just so I can cross it off and admire how much I did that day.
- The sweetest lady
ever getting me flowers yesterday. Thank you. You're wonderful.
- Stale Brownies. Go ahead and judge, but I'm a
believer.
- Husband leaving on a business trip to Boston for a WHOLE week on Monday. This is neither awesome nor awkward. I need an
"awful" category.
Just kidding. It's AWESOME for him. I can just be such a wimp-baby sometimes. {Oh yes. wimp-babies are real}
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