I'm the worst storyteller

For a few reasons. First of all, I can't verbally articulate for shit (which is why I like blogging/writing). It's really weird. If you compare stuff I'd say in real life to posts you'd find on here, you probably wouldn't make the connection that it's coming from the same person. In my opinion at least. I'm sure my poor public-speaking abilities have swayed my first impressions more towards "ice queen" and away from "zomg let's be friends!" I love it when it someone decides we're finally cool (for lack of a better word), so they don't feel so bad about tearing down my first impression. Yeah, I know I don't charm the pants off people right away. No, I can't help it if my default face is "bitch" (can't stand the term, but again, for lack of a better word).

The simpler explanation for being a sucky storyteller is the boring content. What can I say, drama-free's the way to be. But an epic blowout with your boyfriend would make for good conversation. Just once, Raf. We work things out pretty fast anyways.

Case in point:

"Well, I didn't mean to scratch his face that hard. Anyways, a few seconds after I left the room I heard the crash against the wall"

"He was fuming. The windshield just looked like a giant spiderweb"

"Swear to god I was gonna walk away from everything at that moment. I couldn't handle this shit anymore"

"It must've been 55 mph when he jumped out of the car. I didn't even notice until I saw him rolling in the rearview mirror"

And what about you Kristine?

"Um, we just didn't talk for a few days?"

No air-uh air-uh

I swear this week is the slowest ever at work and I must have heard that song about 7 times, no joke. That and "Bleeding Love" by Leona Lewis ,which I can't stand anymore and never really liked in the first place. At least with "No Air" I can listen to the sweetness of my boy Chris Brown. I've said some funny things about CB (my roommates think so at least) but I don't feel like disclosing them right now to save myself the embarrassment.

Since the last time I blogged I really have nothing to talk about. No new discoveries, life-changing epiphanies, just blah. Maybe if I had some actual drama in my life I could tell cool stories about things like how my best friend stabbed me in the back, or how I went out of my way just to spite an ex, exciting stuff like that.

I think a part of it is also how I refrain from going in depth about specific issues i.e. some relationship stuff or sex because I don't have the luxury of anonymity in these cases. I tend to talk about that stuff in general because if I say something like "Don't you fcking hate it when your boyfriend _______", everyone would just think "Damn Raf what did you do" haha. Who knows, maybe I do mean it, maybe I don't, but I just avoid that situation in general cuz people be too assuming nowadays. Sometimes it's hard to discern what people are really trying to say when it's on paper, nawmean.

Anyways, one thing I do look forward to is Culture Clash at House of Blues tomorrow, it feels like it's been forever since I've gone to an event like this or anything remotely close to the club scene. I know a lot of SD people that I haven't seen in a while are going, so it'll be good to see some familiar faces up here. Also, I'll probably have more to talk about after making some observations of club rats & manwhores in their natural setting tomorrow, so that means more posts along the lines of "'Bout to roll up in this club" or the Ladies Night part of "What a Week" .

Exciting stuff coming up hopefully, time to study...