Don't you hate it when you think someone's waving at you and you wave back, just to notice that the person was actually saying hi to someone behind you?
Or someone calls your name and you turn to see who's calling you, just to notice that there's someone else named as you and that nobody was calling you?
If it has happened to you and it was embarassing, and if the memory still lives in your mind, and it still haunts you every now and then.
If everytime someone waves at you, you look around you, just to be sure that the person is waving at you.
If everytime someone calls your name, you wait to be called twice, just to be sure that it's you.
Ok, chances are that you don't know what I'm talking about in the second part, don't worry that's because you're not a psycho teenager, self-conscious, and...did I said psycho? Embrace it, you're free from many insecurities.
If you understand the whole problem and its psycho consequences. Welcome to the "Psycho Teenager Club". It doesn't matter if you're not a teenager, we are all teenagers every now and then. You'll receive your free membership and T-shirt tomorrow. =)
The point is, that if this troubles you, maybe the following story will make you feel better about yourself, knowing that somebody is just as troubled as you are because of this issue in today's society. Seriously, that needs to be fixed. And if you're not a member of the club, I think it will still entertain you for a while.
It seemed a regular August day, everything was normal in my life, and by "everything was normal" I mean, everything sucked in an amusing way. My comprehension of subjects was poor, my math grades could be worse but were not good enough (67), I was socially invisible for most of the people surrounding me...It all mattered to me, but when he appeared everything was a blur, except him: my crush. And I looked at him, the same way I've been looking at him, since I saw him for the first time (almost two years ago). He appeared a few times during the day, and he provoked the same feeling. The feeling of wanting someone unreachable traveling through my veins, and still enjoying every glimpse. Then it happened, I knew he was walking behind me, suddenly he called my name, or that's what I thought. He even called it twice. I turned around and noticed that he wasn't calling me, but another girl with my stupid common name. And the bad thing was that he saw me looking at him, and he noticed "the misunderstanding"
Ok, that's it life. You can't fire me, I quit! I'm done with you, we're over.
Actually I'm OK by now, but I still can't believe that this happened to me. I've been protecting myself from this kind of situation for years. Seriously. All the psycho procedure I mentioned before. But what could I do? He called my name twice. He was walking behind me. He has called my name before.
On the brightside, he won't forget my name for today. And I'm glad that something actually happened today, if not...I wouldn't be blogging about this right now, and you wouldn't be reading this right now. And you wouldn't leave a comment, about this. Ok, maybe you won't.
Last but not least.
Psycho teenagers unite!
XoXo
Gaby
P.S. I've just noticed that my anecdote seems a little tragic. It wasn't supposed to be that way. It was fun analyzing my behavior towards this kind of situations. I think I can forget about it in a few weeks. That's why I'll immortalize it, by blogging about it. =)
Or someone calls your name and you turn to see who's calling you, just to notice that there's someone else named as you and that nobody was calling you?
If it has happened to you and it was embarassing, and if the memory still lives in your mind, and it still haunts you every now and then.
If everytime someone waves at you, you look around you, just to be sure that the person is waving at you.
If everytime someone calls your name, you wait to be called twice, just to be sure that it's you.
Ok, chances are that you don't know what I'm talking about in the second part, don't worry that's because you're not a psycho teenager, self-conscious, and...did I said psycho? Embrace it, you're free from many insecurities.
If you understand the whole problem and its psycho consequences. Welcome to the "Psycho Teenager Club". It doesn't matter if you're not a teenager, we are all teenagers every now and then. You'll receive your free membership and T-shirt tomorrow. =)
The point is, that if this troubles you, maybe the following story will make you feel better about yourself, knowing that somebody is just as troubled as you are because of this issue in today's society. Seriously, that needs to be fixed. And if you're not a member of the club, I think it will still entertain you for a while.
It seemed a regular August day, everything was normal in my life, and by "everything was normal" I mean, everything sucked in an amusing way. My comprehension of subjects was poor, my math grades could be worse but were not good enough (67), I was socially invisible for most of the people surrounding me...It all mattered to me, but when he appeared everything was a blur, except him: my crush. And I looked at him, the same way I've been looking at him, since I saw him for the first time (almost two years ago). He appeared a few times during the day, and he provoked the same feeling. The feeling of wanting someone unreachable traveling through my veins, and still enjoying every glimpse. Then it happened, I knew he was walking behind me, suddenly he called my name, or that's what I thought. He even called it twice. I turned around and noticed that he wasn't calling me, but another girl with my stupid common name. And the bad thing was that he saw me looking at him, and he noticed "the misunderstanding"
Ok, that's it life. You can't fire me, I quit! I'm done with you, we're over.
Actually I'm OK by now, but I still can't believe that this happened to me. I've been protecting myself from this kind of situation for years. Seriously. All the psycho procedure I mentioned before. But what could I do? He called my name twice. He was walking behind me. He has called my name before.
On the brightside, he won't forget my name for today. And I'm glad that something actually happened today, if not...I wouldn't be blogging about this right now, and you wouldn't be reading this right now. And you wouldn't leave a comment, about this. Ok, maybe you won't.
Last but not least.
Psycho teenagers unite!
XoXo
Gaby
P.S. I've just noticed that my anecdote seems a little tragic. It wasn't supposed to be that way. It was fun analyzing my behavior towards this kind of situations. I think I can forget about it in a few weeks. That's why I'll immortalize it, by blogging about it. =)
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Hello, Gaby!
Welcome to Advertising for Success blog. We missed click and comment Monday, but I wrote a welcoming post and will pimp your blog however I am able.
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I was on my way out, when I noticed I had commented under your Psycho Teenagers Unite post. You are not psycho, you are perfectly normal.
I had to post again and admit I am much older. (Hey, you old woman, get out of that teen blog).
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That's a normal thing hehe. I do it too. I'll take the teeshirt :D
I have a friend named Shannon. My name is Janet. Oh sure on paper, these names don't sound alike, but I'm here to tell you after a handful of embarrassing moments that they do.
Here through Katie!:)
No, you're not psycho. It's called life. And the curse of having a common name
~ here thru Katie via Janet over at AOGB.
p.s. writer's rule and daydreaming is cool. I do it quite often myself.
I'll take my T-shirt in a Medium please, becuase even though I am not a teenager anymore-I am definately a part of this club!
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