Progress

Today, for perhaps the first time ever, since we started college, my class finally began talking to one another. Well sort of...

Actually, now I think of it, only half of us really did. And most of it was between out own groups but with the two groups hanging out. Few words were actually shared between us. Hmmm. Okay, maybe we didn't really have a conversation, heck I barely said four words to anyone this day anyway. But I guess now that at least a few words have been shared amongst our class, things can only get better. I hope anyway, it's damn awkward at times.

I would like to get to know everyonein my class a lot better anyway. It would be good to make more then two new friends out of the entire college. Well, technically three but this chick just randomly hugs me but thats a story for another day.

But it occurred to me on the bus home today, that as we grow older, it gets steadily harder and harder to make friends and generally talk to people you don't know. People are more cautious and unwilling to talk with those they don't know, actually, most people are just shy. Embarrassment is a likely reason for the problem, that and the fact people don't like awkward situations. And nothing is more awkward then a failing conversation with a stranger.

I suppose I'll explain the random girl who hugs me. Or try? Okay, basically, she gets the same bus as me, but it started when we were introduced byba mutual friend. It was then that, vein quite a touchy-feely/hugging person, that after she had hugged everyone but me goodbye, as you do, she must of felt guilty? I suppose. And hugged me. Now, I don't like to brag. Buy I've been told that I have very nice hugs, and apparently she agrees with this. As every time she sees me, she expects a hug, a long one too.

It's not asif I mind or anying, I just found it a little perculiar, especially how on Facebook she always speaks in the third person to me. That's a little weird.