I Am, I Am Not

I feel like I have to start this blog by saying I’m not the kind of person girls notice across the room. They don’t fawn over me while sipping drinks and they don’t fight with their friends over who will get my number. Girls don’t write sappy love songs about me nor do they angrily tear off stuffed animal heads and cry over me.

I’m dorky and a little socially awkward.

Girls like me after getting to know me…if I can convince them.

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  • http://notthatkindofgirl.net That Kind of Girl

    I really liked this post (I also am obsessed with am/am not constructions, as is readily apparent on my blog…)

    I think the best people are like this: hard to know, but worth knowing in the end. It’s better than making an amazing impression but then growing less special every time someone spends time with you.