sluggish.

blogging for more than a month now, and I'm finding that I'm always inconsistent with how I think. Five days of silence then, BAM, four new posts. But I guess that's okay, I just got to give myself time to think about and take in the events that happened during the week. That's me, I have a tendency to always space out during the week, well unless it's something ubberly out of the ordinary. Like a couple of days ago, something happened that made my self esteem sky rocket out of the window. Someone told me I was pretty. Okay, a complete stranger told me and the way he said it was kinda vulgar. But still. It sounds a lot worse when I'm saying it, but it wasn't that bad at all and I'm sure they have their reasons. Seriously, it was no creep, but I couldn't stop laughing the entire time we were talking. Of course I was weirded out but hey, the guy totally went out of his way to talk to me. Me, out of all the people. To be honest, it was dark but I just finished my dance class, so I was tired and in desparate need to freshen up and change clothes. But I have to say, I think that kinda courage will get him somewhere one day. Out of way honesty though, I was kinda asking for it, I have a tendency to stare at people who walk by (that's another story on why this is so). I've retold the story to a couple of people (things like these are obviously out of the norm for me) and I've had a lot of negative feedback. I can't see why, but I generally think people are nice. So, I know one of these days I'm gonna die for it. 

strangely enough, my reaction is to avoid that bus stop for a month, from here on out. There's no other way to describe it, but I'm a chicken shiet.