Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Me and girls

I don't know what it is. I don't get along with girls. It's not that I generally dislike them, I just usually don't know how to talk to them and stuff. And it's pretty much always been like that. I do have a couple of female friends, but compared to the number of male ones they're the absolute minority. It usually takes me quite a long time to get to know and like a girl. Now this all is kinda problematic, since I'm female myself.

With men, it's fine. I can talk to them hours on end, but around girls, I always feel kinda clumsy.

Now how did I come to think of that? Two weeks ago I wrote a practice exam in one of my translation classes (German to English, to be exact), and for a lot of people it didn't go too well. So today we talked about it, and about the problems we had with the English language and stuff. I can't complain, I did fairly well, and I'm sure I'll pass the exam. But one of my friends (one of the girls I actually do like a lot) had failed and was feeling really anxious about the real exam (which is on Monday(totally unrelated note: until today I never knew I had to spell weekdays with a capital letter...)). Some others didn't do better, so we went outside and thought "well, what do we do know". Now that really isn't a difficult question. We went to the nearest supermarket to buy beer. Yeah. That's awfully cliché German, but it works, you know?

Sooo, we ended up in the kitchen of one of the girls. And it was fun. Like actual real fun.

We sat there for about two hours, drinking beer, talking about everything and nothing. I think I should do this more often. I don't think girls are too bad after all. If I just didn't feel so weird around them.

Ugh, what to do?

I guess I'll see.

Right now I'll just drink another beer and try to pretend this reeeeally important French exam isn't on Friday, and I wont flunk it and whatever...

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By the way, I totally can't stop thinking about what my translation lecturer would say about my text...pfff...