DeadBug's ramblings

Everytime i think or write "Sorry, I'm rambling" somwhere

[dead-bug-in-the-bathroom]

Calling someone sugar boy and about social insecurities

Urgh, can I just die or hide in a hole from embarrassment. Why can't I social interaction appropriately

I need to remind myself not to talk to people so then I won't cringe at my bad handling of conversation during making them.

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S. , I was just saying about not being verbally suave, like in person.  That's why I like text more, I usually can take a bit more time to answer.  Although sarcasm ect isn't that we'll transferred. 

 Also, I like puns. But I just couldn't bring myself to write daddy * shudders *

Also, the anonymity and distance of the internet is nice. And I don't care that much with people that are friends or that I am on a friendly basis on. So neighbors talk is still awkward af

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Home phone, I take if it's not too inconvenient ,because it's like never for me anyway. And I just gotta pass along a message (good phone practice) or I just let them leave a message. And if it's my grandma who wanted to talk to my mom and she ends up talking to me, well, i don't really mind because I don't see her often, so gotta take some time u know.

Noone calls me on my mobile anyway, except like maybe my mom if it's something time sensitive. During the 2 weeks my parents were on holiday, we talked once when they arrived. They just send me holiday pictures after that 

So like, if we know each others first names (I'm horrible with remembering names, that's the main factor) and it's like not a kind of formal thing, I probably won't cringe.

 Neighbors not included. I hate taking packages from neighbors. Especially in house number 1, where the family of a former class mate moved in a few years ago. We weren't really close

I still got her friendship book (where people write stuff in as a memento) from years ago, where I forgot I had it in a bag that I stopped using and it just was too awkward to give it back over a year later.  And it just got more and more awkward.She never asked for it tho, pretty sure she forgot about it/who she gave it to last.

Also, I'm bored in between lectures, so excuse my ramblings Names changed/abbreviated 

[dead-bug-in-the-bathroom]

Of school memories and locks

also, on my old school, they had like those knobs outside the doors, that you can't get in without a key, regardless of if it's locked or not. 

 so often, teachers didn't bother locking.

But it were simple doors, opening to the outside, so if you had something flat and pointy-ish, like the screwdriver attachment of my pocket knife, you could pull the door and lever the locking thing open relativly easily. There were even doors that were so loose in the frame that you could push back the lock thing with your thumb. 

Anyway, if it wasn't locked, my classes usually already sat in the room before the teacher arrived

aww man, that was fun

like, it depended on the distance between the door and the frame.

a friend of mine used to do it on some doors, using a key (kinda ironic. using a key to break into a room) , but with my screwdriver thing i could get into pretty much all rooms if they just fell into lock, but weren't actually locked in just a couple seconds

man, i almost forgot about that

(technically, the door wasn't locked  )

also, someone running amok would have had a hard time, once the news are around and people don't open the doors from the inside

I'm rambling

sorry