I do a lot of strange things. And often, I find myself in the strangest of situations. (Like this photo for example. Or all of these photos.)
One day in my drama class at school we were doing an emotional recall exercise for our character type/monologue unit. The character I was playing in my monologue was extremely awkward and had poor social skills, so I was going through my brain that day trying to think of a particular memory where I could relate to her. After sharing this moment, my entire class, including my teacher was laughing. As soon as they were all done chuckling, my teacher said to me that if that story was like the rest of my life, my life could be a sitcom.
I'm an over dramatic teen with little life experience, but plenty of 'awkward moment' stories. Of course I'd star in a sitcom if the opportunity came around! (wink, wink producers and casting directors out there) But because I am not currently starring in my own T.V. show, this blog is the closest thing I've got, so I thought that I'd make a sitcom category for all of the painfully awkward/hilarious situations I seem to get myself into.
So here I am, starting off the category with the story that started it all. Here's what I call my "Third Degree Burns" story.
I really liked this boy for a couple months. Of course, he barely knew I existed (like every other boy on the face of this planet), but I had a crush on him for quite a while.
(Now, here are a couple of important things to keep in mind while reading this story:
1. I pride myself in being able to talk to boys and without sounding incredibly stupid. I'm usually fairly casual and can handle talking to them without an added amount of my awkwardness.
2. Every time I would talk to this boy, he would pop out of nowhere. I would never see him coming. 3. And he called me by my full name too. First, middle, and last.)
So one day, I was walking to my choir class and all of the sudden I heard someone shout, "Delaney Marie Miller!" and I turned to see him.
He asked how I was doing and all of the sudden, I couldn't speak.
I spat out an, "I'm tired," in between some deep breaths.
That's when he quickly replied with, "Oh yeah, me too dude. It's really hot outside. You know, I'd go ahead and lie down on the ground to take a nap, but it's so hot I'd get third degree burns."
I laughed at his joke for an awkward amount of time, trying to keep the conversation going, and then the words, "I have third degree burns!" came out of my mouth.
The rest of the conversation went a little something like this.
"What?! Are you okay?"
"Uh- haha well, I don't really have third degree burns, I'm just really white haha, I don't even tan, I just burn, but then I become red, or well, bright pink, but it's all because I'm so white hahahahaha...." and as I rambled and trailed off he gave me a perplexed look. That was my cue. "I'm going to get to class now, uh bye!"
Long story short though, I'm pretty awkward. If you did enjoy that story, feel free to like this post because at least then I'll know that some folks find pleasure in my hilariously uncomfortable situations. If you like this post then I'll know to post some more because there are A LOT more where that came from. If you're reading my blog for the first time then I'm sorry that this is my first impression on you (WHOOPS), you should go read my other/more normal posts. Haha!
Much Love,
Delaney Miller