"Hey, later some of my friends will be coming over to see the house."
I thought it would be 3 aunties, but it when i walked down the stairs to give a perfunctory greeting i met like 3 big families. An especially appalling fact given that i was only dressed in my normal too-big comfortable home clothes while they were all nicely dressed with half of them teenagers my own age. (good looking to boot!) CRAPP i felt totally under dressed and self conscious (and i hate feeling inferior), and actually it's only because there were teenagers there that i felt this way. Don't you think it's strange that sometimes we value the opinions and way other teenagers view us than what adults think of us? Even stranger considering that adults' opinions are probably more mature and should thus matter more.
But anyway, i guessed that they were from church (where else can you find youth from a huge range of ages whose families know each other well), and one of the guys who i thought was like 20+ was my old church friend. Haha when his mother introduced him, i was like "Jacob... from good news kids?" He doesn't remember me ): But the only reason i remember him was somehow cos we played toy story together LOL. He's my age. And i thought he was 20+ not because he looked ugly and old (in fact he's quite good looking lol), but because he was DAMN big sized and mature looking. No wonder considering that he's been living in Australia for a while and's now in NS. I find that people overseas tend to look much older relative to us! So that's the first thing i realised. (plus his brother who's two years younger than me is just as huge and still looks older than me and i think they like to gym too)
And the second thing i realised, is that PSC psychometric test was right. I am socially awkward and shy. I AM A LOSER ): Like i've met a whole bunch of youth i have never seen in a long time, and i really wanted to get to know them again (i love getting to know new people!) But i couldn't work up the courage to talk to them more. Okay it was a two way mutual awkwardness and silent agreement to sit on the fence between the decision of "to talk" or "not to talk". We tried, like start-stop question-answer. WHY AM I SO AWKWARD AT THIS ): Okay i just couldn't think of what to say or how to become friends again in the limitless expanse of 10 minutes that was left to us.
The last thing i realised, is that i love meeting new old friends! Especially new old young friends! Though our meeting was awkwardly short and painfully unenlightening, i still walked away with an inexplicable feeling of exuberance. I feel like bursting and telling the world my news, so here i am again (: telling the world the news of my not-quite joyful meeting with potential (which was not met) new friends. omg i really am a loser ):