Ah...romance.

Why am I on the topic of this. Oh yeah. I wrote that "Your Song" is a romantic song in a previous journal entry, and it is. I had this fantasy in high school. I'd be waiting for class to start and all of a sudden I hear this loud, clear voice..."My gift is my song"...A crowd of students part, and there he is: the boy of my dreams. He wears a tux and holds a bunch of roses and continues singing "Your Song". And then he'd ask me to prom.

I'm such a dreamer.

Prom was probably my least favorite high school experience. It's probably because I went stag with a bunch of friends and all, and I don't like the kind of dancing that goes on. I'm really old-fashioned--I'd like to go to a dance where there would be ballroom dancing or waltzing or something, even though I don't know how to do those things. It'd also be nice if I had a date, or even knew a boy. Four years in an all-girl's school ruined me, it really did. I can't have a decent conversation with the opposite sex because of high school. But I'm probably the only girl in my class that graduated with this problem. So now, in college, with boys around...it's weird. I don't know why I'm ranting on and on about this, I guess I just need to vent, and I'm just so tired of being this way, but I can't find the courage to change anything about it.

By chance, I came across this website Ehow.com that gives instructions to do just about anything. One page was "How to Overcome Shyness." And, of course, yours truly clicks on the page to see what they had to say. Anyway, it had good tips. On the same page was a link to more tips from users of ehow.com, so I clicked on that as well. I mean, what's better than getting tips from people who used to be shy themselves. Here's one tip (titled "Scared straight") that (ahem) struck a chord in me: "Think about the bleak, lonely future you face if this shyness thing doesn't go away. That should be enough motivation."

One word: wow. When I saw this, I laughed out loud. It was just so blunt! And funny and sad at the same time. I mean, these are the bluntest, frankest two sentences I have ever seen in my entire life. The person who wrote this is named Shingo. I kid you not. It's there. Again: wow.

I don't know what else to say. I mean, in a sense, it is true. I wish to God it wasn't. Shingo should write a book: "Shingo's Words of Wisdom." And there should be a disclaimer: "Shingo's words of wisdom are blunt and frank. This book is not for the faint of heart." Hahaha.

Favorite names for boys:
1. Shingo (I'm assuming Shingo is a guy. Haha.)
2. Peter
3. Edmund
4. Calvin
5. Andrew