Adventures of an Introvert: An Update

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Well, aren’t you so surprised? You are, I can tell. Not one recent blog post, but two!
Now that you know what sort of shenanigans I was up to at TFOB, let’s cover the rest of the nonsense, shall we?

First topic: Writing
Well, as expected, this isn’t going quite as quickly as I’d prefer. I have a lot of things vying for my time right now, and until I learn how to become a functioning insomniac, there just won’t be enough hours in the day. I should really get on that. I do spend a good deal of time developing my plot and having thoughts (especially when walking or hiking, because what the hell other kinds of mental gymnastics is my brain going to do? None, I tell you, none). I still get ideas, I still write them down; I’m still making progress… slowly but surely.

I’m still reading whatever I can get my hands on, and as far as I’m concerned, this is a big old check mark in the writing box. Reading perpetuates writing, at least for me. It makes me a better writer, so all hail books!

I SAID HAIL THEM.

That’s better.

Topic Two: School
Holy pork-dumplings, Batman! School has been crazy, but so fun. I won’t spend a lot of time on this subject because I’m the one driving the keyboard…which means you’re subject to whatever whims my little fingers decide on. Eggs Benedict. Coffee Cake. Laser Beams. Jellyfish. Kilts. I just finished up another class, so I only have one the rest of the semester (yay!). I’m really looking forward to the (even infinitesimal) amount of extra time this will afford me. Next semester I only have one class, so that should be pretty bomb.com.

Topic Tres: Fitness
Let’s talk about squats, because I want to. Squats are the shit. No, really. Have you done a squat recently? If not: GO FORTH AND SQUAT! I just love squats. I’m going to do some more tomorrow, because I’m pretty gangster like that. Flashes unicorn-hiding-behind-a-rock gang sign. Snarles: you know what’s up.

Moving on: I recently started a 6 week challenge at an amazing gym nearby. I’m in week 3. The trainers are super knowledgeable and friendly and the other members are the same. The workouts are boot-camp style, high intensity and hard as hell. By the end of the 6 week’s I’d like to be able to do ONE unassisted pistol squat – I can already do them assisted, though not very many. STILL. That’s something to fucking celebrate, you know what I mean? /Dances. It’s a stretch goal, so we’ll see.

I’m constantly sore, I have a collection of random bruises that defy logic, but I love it so much. Battle ropes, lifting heavy things, physical prowess. ALL THE STUFF. I’m not much of a runner, but I’ll get there.

Topic Vier: On Being More Social
One of my goals for the year is to be more social. I’ve kind of become a hermit the last 3 years or so… and it’s my own fault, but hey, live and learn, ammiright? That means actually going out into the world and… doing stuff. With other people. As I write this, the introvert in me is huddled in a corner, rocking back and forth, shaking. YOU CAN DO THE THING, INTROVERTED-ME. DO THE THING. That’s what I keep telling myself, anyway.

Being social kind of scares me, because you’re putting yourself out there. I’m not ripping open my chest and inviting people to play my ribs like a xylophone, but it’s pretty damn close. Disappointment (that you have for yourself, or that you perceive others have in you), fear (of rejection, or doing something super embarrassing and awkward) lurks around every corner. But the best thing to do is to say FUCK THE HATERS and move on. So say we all.

It’s been an action-packed year already, and it’s only going to get better. I’ve met some amazing new individuals and have officially been absorbed into a group of some of the coolest people on Spaceship Earth. You know who you are, and you are amazing. Seriously, give yourselves a high five. No, go on. Do it. No one has to know. Just you, me and the interwebs.

Is it challenging balancing an active social life, a master’s program and a fitness program? Yes. Am I doing it? Yes. Am I super happy about it? Yes. Am I Batman? No. Moving on!

Topic Five: Dating
This, I’m sure, is the topic you’ve all been waiting for. I saved it for last, because I’m a monster with a mechanized baby goat for a heart.

Some of you know this, some of you don’t. For those of you who don’t: NEWS. In January of this year (2015 if you’re traveling from the future), my 3.5 year relationship came to an end. It was amicable, and we’re still friends, and we’re adults about it. Since our lease isn’t up until September, we’re still living together, even. As roommates. In separate rooms. Hi roommate! /waves.

This means, like a slice of choice ribeye, I’m on the market, so to speak.

If you are, at this moment, feeling the urge to set me up with someone, please withdraw your best-of-intentions and file them away somewhere deep and dark where they can never been seen nor heard from again. I can handle myself, TYVM.

I started up my OKC profile again, with some pretty interesting results. I won’t go into details, but I’ve had some pretty funny messages (if you want details, chances are good if you’re reading this you know how to get in touch with me, or it’s possible you’ve already been exposed to them. If the latter is true: I’m so sorry). One guy told me we should date because he’s a wizard. That pick up line was magical, let me tell you. Like Nic Cage as Balthazar the wizard magical. For the record: I love Nic Cage. He’s my spirit animal. Another guy compared me to an appendix. HashtagTrueStory.

Dating is some serious Stephen King shit. Like being social, you’re putting yourself out there. But instead of letting a group of strangers play your ribs like a xylophone, you’re letting one (or more, hey whatever floats your boat) stranger/mostly-stranger at a time slowly dissect your still beating heart/sexy places with the blunt end of a plastic spoon. Usually while under the influence of alcohol. There are so many things about dating to be terrified of. That doesn’t mean I’m not going to do it.

Fear is just an emotion, and it can be exhilarating and I find, more often than not, when I do something that scares the ever loving daylights out of me, I often grow in unexpected ways. Plus it’s exhilarating as hell.

Do things that terrify, inspire, surprise and change you. That’s my theme for 2015.

Will there be another blog post after this? WHO KNOWS! I’m not even sure! I’m on spring break, so maybe you’ll just get lucky! For now…. Stay Shiny!

One Comment

  1. I almost forgot about that gang sign. I can’t really do it. But seriously #squats4lyfe.

    Also *high-five*

    Also YOU CAN DO ALL THE THINGS!!

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