No offense to the London folk, but I would have preferred them staying in the air. ;_;
My sign got wet in the rain today. Not a good omen. ;_;
I think Brianna thinks I'm insane now. And Mr. Smith. But- but- but- IT'S FOR A GOOD CAUSE! I wish I had the nerve to really go marching down the halls with my sign waving in the air. Damn my self-consciousness. Maybe I really am Avoidant. Just look at the discription:
"Avoidant personality disorder is characterized by extreme social anxiety. People with this disorder often feel inadequate, avoid social situations, and seek out jobs with little contact with others. They are fearful of being rejected and worry about embarassing themselves in front of others. They exaggerate the potential difficulties of new situations to rationalize avoiding them. Often, they will create fantasy worlds to substitute for the real one. Unlike schizoid personality disorder, avoidant people yearn for social relations yet feel they are unable to obtain them. They are frequently depressed and have low self-confidence."
That fits me to a tee. But I refuse to take medication. Out of the question. I'd rather suffer, thanks.