“Bella”

Write about your strongest memory of heart-pounding belly-twisting nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond?

I used to be really shy a few years ago, like extremely shy especially around girls. When I first came to Canada, it was wrecked! Like to the dopest level. I visited my mum in 2010; when I was heading back to Toronto, I went through Manchester Airport. I said bye, hugs and all that gooey stuff, checked in and after a few minutes I’m sitting in the waiting area. In about 10 minutes we’ll be boarding the flight for a seven hour trip. Fun Stuff. I hate air travel.

Anyway, I’m quietly sitting down reading Gladwell’s Blink. Good book. For some reason I felt the need to take out my headphones. Probably wanted to hear any announcements. A few minutes in, someone comes to sit right next to me. Almost immediately, from the corner of my eye, I could tell she was female, and they wanted to talk. I’m like F! I can’t do that! I can’t have conversations with random people! I kept reading-ish. After a few seconds, SHE said “oh, I’ve read that book.” In my mind I’m like “OF-COURSE YOU’VE READ THIS BOOK! OUT OF EVERY GOOD BOOK IN THE ENTIRE WORLD, IT’S THIS ONE INIT?” I just immediately knew the next few minutes of my life were going to be brutal lol.

So like every normal human being I said, “Oh really?” and in the shyest voice ever added, “What-what did you think of it?” To be honest I don’t remember most of the things she said. Why? Well I kinda started sweating. Did I mention I was kind of a shy person, and also that she was a girl? She was South Asian. She spoke for a few more seconds and I occasionally looked down at the book. Talking to a girl, AND this shyness bullshit! God, just take me now mhen! And she could tell too. Sweating, stammering. Common B. Why me?! I think I asked her whether she lived in Manchester. She said T.O. I was like “word.” They announced “time to board flight bla bla bla to YYZ.” We both dipped. Done. End of story.

From that day, I kinda vowed to always wear headphones to avoid such conversations; but luckily for me I’ve “grown up” so it’s all good. 

 

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About Shlo "sunny delight" Mo

Aspiring Author. Music Lover. Into Jobs that don't exist yet!
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