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When It Comes To Eye Contact, Where Are You On The Spectrum Between Shifty-Eyed Evader and Unblinking Intimidator?

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To be honest I don’t know how to answer this question. So bare with me on my answer. I think I have a staring problem actually. So the unblinking intimidator might be me. I think after so many years of seeing different people staring at me and always having to watch out in places we’d go I think I just learned to keep my eyes open to everything and sometimes that can be a good thing and yet it could be a curse.

This is going to be pretty funny to tell about, but at the time I was mad at myself and yet really pissed off that I got caught to a teacher that had students in front row texting, and yet I got caught. In his defense, my eyes were the cause of it. Apparently when I watch out of everybody looking at me and everything somebody should have told me to not continue to stare at a person. God! Still gets me everytime I think about it. If I could go back and watch myself I’d be shaking my head and giggling at myself because I was foolish. Sad part was I wasn’t even texting, I was turning it on and off. Now that’s just stupid.

Since I am out of school now, I can look back at different things I remember and just think to myself, “what the hell was thinking?” On another story that has to go with this. During my Junior year in my Alegbra Resource class, I don’t remember what it was called. It was just a class for ones who needed help with their Math homework they were allowed to do it in there and ones who didn’t have anything to do the teacher assigned them something. Which half the time didn’t happen. Anyways, some of the kids of Student Government were gone for that day, they went to the St. Louis Cardinals game.

Well this was before I got caught with my phone. I had never texted in class before that time, and my aide was sitting up with our teacher who was doing something on her computer. I probably could have gotten my phone taken away very easily because her desk and my desk were very close. Luckily, between our student worker and my aide she was fully distracted. So I had a pocket where I kept my phone in my purse. I took it out and opened it and began texting my friend Janise, she was gone to the game and I was just hoping for some human contact. She texted me back and I think at the moment of time I was a “shifty-eyed evader.” Didn’t watch my aide or my teacher as well as I did the next time. We texted that whole period while she was sitting in the stands and I was in Math class. Fun, fun!

Can I confess something else? I should have brought my phone for senior year too, but I was scared shitless I’d get caught again. I had lots of freedom and there were lots of times where I could have been texting somebody then be bored, doing nothing. I do know this I would not text in my English classes again. That was just bad and I really wish I could forget about it. I will say this, if he hadn’t caught me I would have continue my ways. Two chances and I blew my second. I bet there’s not that many high schoolers with the will to not text again after their first time of getting caught. Even though he didn’t take my phone and I told my mom (on our way to the dentist) I punished myself by learning the lesson that even though I’m handicapped, I can still get caught.

Stop And Stare

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Everything I try to do. Especially the newer things, I’ve somewhat regretted it. I learned to pick up my fork and spoon with my toes when I was young. Then, I couldn’t stop myself it seemed like. Coloring came next, then writing and drawing in grade school. Then I learned to type with my toes. That is one of the things I defintely don’t regret doing. Next thing was picking up little things and CDs. Middle school came and a few days before my 16th birthday. I got my first phone and evantually started texting. In just a little amount of time I learned to do alot of things.

The newer things, I played Kornhole yesterday and I’ve never played it before. My sister and I ademptted to play it. That was interesting. I couldn’t get the bags in the hole but Emily could 3 times. I should have thought about this better. She use to play softball. So she has an arm. My feet are a little rusty. I sucked but I still had fun either way.  When I was Senior in High School, at our Post Prom there was a booth that was for Darts. This is how crazy I am. I decided to see if I could do it. I hate being curious, because I could kick me in the butt later. So anyways, I did this for fun and I actually popped a ballon. Which made my night even better. Then when we went on our Senior Class trip to Holiday World, they had Darts so being the “shit” I am I went for it to show my mom. I didn’t think I was create a crowd but I did. I only did it twice because people were slowly coming over to watch me throw. I never got all three but I did get one and I think thats when the crowd formed.