I really need to stop trying to wrap my head around Asperger's Dude and his new relationship. I truly blame my inquisitive nature.
I watched an episode of Girls earlier- Hannah finds out she has HPV. I forgot it ended with Hannah and Marnie dancing to Robyn, after Marnie diddles her Skittle following an encounter with some douchebag male artist (I worked in a museum; a percentage of male artists are assholes, like N.G.). This episode helps centre me. I know that at the end of the day, my worries will fade away much like Robyn's voice in the song.
Some times, I wonder if I'm doing something wrong, then I remember that I'm being my true self and some dudes just can't understand or handle it. I've been in the opposite position of yesterday's occurence and while I admire honesty, I'm annoyed by the time wasted by emotional fuckwits.
So, I'll just continue, learning from mistakes and keeping a positive-yet-cynical attitude; I'll keep dancing on my own.
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