Something fishy has been going on for a very long time. Because I? seem to be attracting all kinds of wrong people. And notwithstanding the fact that I am not anywhere close to being the urban alpha female who gets noticed whenever she walks in with a flourish. I am pretty plain, worse than plain. Trust me. I do not have the time, nor the energy to look into the mirror for more than five seconds at a stretch. I lack the very intrinsic attribute of women which prompt them to groom and brush. But somewhere somehow, my pretty much non-existent charms seem to tweak the wrong nodes.
For the last few years, it has either been weird psychotic jerks who are eccentrically twisted yet inspirational in their own unique way, or it has been the super-intellectual fanatics for whom I had nothing but loads of awe-inspired respect, but not as nearly imagined of them as anything apart from that. OR it has been girls. Yes girls, who are intelligent and smart and cute but Gay. I have enormous amount of respect for them too, but I wish I could alter my priorities for them, because they are awesome. I am however pretty sure that I give out no such vibes.
But there is something almost comical happening here. My heart palpitates at double its usual pace when I realize what I am faced with once again, and how an unprompted spurt of insensitive laughter will leave me embarrassed and edgy for the next couple of days.
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