Being a Saint is Practice, Being a Sinner is Art
There’s a difference between not being nice and being mean. I know because they are two very different things for me. So watch out world. Consider this a warning. People need to stop bouncing in and out of my boundaries because I’ve been counting how many times you’ve crossed the line.
I saw half his face, He read my mind.
Oh and also another day a while ago a guy that looked like the intern from The Office that looked like Matt Damon sat next to me in the foreign lab. I think he looked like him. His profile did, but seeing as I always seem to have an awkward encounter in that lab I decided not to stare or come up with some elaborate plan to see the front of his face without seeming awkward and then it becoming awkward and ending in me saying either,”I was just seeing if you looked like someone I thought you looked like, but nevermind.” or “do you know that you look like that guy that looks like that other guy?” yeah so I knew that would happen so I just kept doing what I was doing. Although I tried to look at him whenever he started facing my direction, but as soon as I would almost see his face he would turn away. It’s as if he knew exactly what I was thinking and was trolling me the whole time. He was probably a mind reader. Well if I ever see him(the side of his face again) I will be one step ahead of him!
Need to up my game in the positive quadrant
One of my friends just pointed out that I always see the negative in things. He is right. Completely true. I mean I do see good things to, but the negative is more prevalent. well sometimes. :/