Okay, things here are about to get rulll personal.
Three things: I don't do well under pressure (sometimes), if given the choice, I would have cake for breakfast, and I embarrass myself on a daily.
One more thing, I think as fast as I talk and that's not always the best combo.
So, when I tried telling my cousin to not sweat the little things, especially with boys, I thought--what better way than to share an experience of mine? From getting tongue-tied to meeting parents to first kisses, I gave her the low-down on everything.
Which, of course, the underlying message was just don't speak to them, don't meet the parents, and absolutely no kissing! Just don't grow up. Ever.
But, the best part of the whole conversation was something I like to call: How to Embarrass Yourself in Front of Your Crush 101.
This was the favorite story:
So, I had THEEE biggest crush on this guy in high school. He was super nice, really cool, ridiculously cute, and had the greatest taste in music. And he was a senior. And I was a sophomore. (Basically, I thought I was the coolest kid on the planet). One morning, he decides to walk me to class. My mind's doing that racing thing where it can't think straight and my heart's doing that beating thing where I'm living 20x better on adrenaline. I walk into class and do the first thing I have to do. Sit in my desk quietly? No. Write in my agenda? Ehh, wrong. Text my best friend? Uh, ya! So I text her, "OMMMGGGG HE JUST WALKED ME TO CLASS!!!!!!!!"
A few (3) minutes pass by. Then 5. Then 10. And this was unlike my best friend 'cause she was on top of her texting game like ChaCha was on her answering game. I go and reread the text and make sure it said everything it needed to. An emphasized "OMG," okay, check. All caps, check. And a bunch of exclamation points to reinforce the urgency and excitement in this news, CHECK. So BFF, Y U NO TEXT BACK!?
....Oh, that's why.
BECAUSE I SENT THAT TEXT TO HIM!!!!!
You know, the super cute, super sweet, great taste in music, senior guy!!!
To this day, I have to triple check who I am texting--even if it's just to say "On my way" or "Hi" because you never know how many "Laurens" or "Michaels" are in your contacts, so you just might text the wrong one.
Okay, but what was the point of sharing this story??
Well, even though I was sure things were done for with this guy...he looked past this little embarrassing moment and things went forward.
The list of embarrassing stories went on that night, like forgetting what a simple greeting was (it's "Hi" btw), getting hit by a closing elevator, getting caught in a lie (Moral of the story: Don't lie to impress someone), or even turning bright red after receiving a compliment.
I lived. You'll live.
And it will be something to laugh at in the future.
Whether it's sending the wrong text, food in your teeth, a booger hanging out, or even just looking through old MySpace photos. You'll get over it, they'll get over it.
Unless you're like me, then you'll never get over this:
Over this? I recommend you read this.
