if you're actually reading this.
hi, RyC here. hope all is well.
anyways, i've kind of been going back and forth about writing, but i don't know what. and for the most part, i haven't had anything really to say. well, acutally i couldn't really gather my thoughts enough to compose something, i was going through a lot of sorting and organizing in my head and things are at random. what i really wanted to do was to get a blog up and running again, but it didn't really get me too far. i was able to revamp my blog, but in the process i lost my readers/subscribers, darn, oh well. actually more like, "wait, i actually had readers and subcribers? wow, okay."
i had a quick discussion with a dear friend of mine, who i actually just found out she has her own blog, i haven't gotten a chance to read all her stuff, yet. but i did schemed through and it's really cool and neat. i kind of envy her and i told her about my blogging dilemma, she told me don't worry about readers and subcribers, just to blog for myself. she's perfectly right and she would remind me so if she's reading this, she's always right. lol. i've actually been outlining subject and matters to write about and i shall get to writing soon enough. but for now i've decided to start back from my basics. write at random, free writing and i've been actually doing it for a bit now in my composition notebook. it's great hand writing excercise, too. i've realized that i've been to spoiled with typing and my hand writing and penmanship took some toll.
i remember when "note" was first introduced to facebook, i started writing random stupid stuff and i dubbed it "Ryan Today" and i would write about, note and log about stupid little things about my day, sort of a highlight reel. one of my friends actually got a kick out of it and actually wait at the end of each day to read about the stupid stuff i wrote about that happened to me during the day. there's no really point nor lessons to them, just random bs, i was just kind of going with the social experiment of this day and age of social media and the TMI age. if there's any lesson to any of this really, is that it is about learning to poke fun of your ownself, you see people are naturally judgeamental and people are easy to dish but can't take it when they get served, the way i see it, it's about acceptance, accept and learn to point out your faults, poke fun of it yourself, accept it and in turn, no one can really do you harm if others try to poke fun of you, it's redundant, you already did to yourself, it's like learn to laugh at yourself and if you can get others to laugh at you and with you, then it's all gravy.
i thought about bringing back my "Ryan Today" but i decided it can get tiresome, so i figured to dig deep in my jar of memories and tell my tales and story from my random awkward moments that are for the most part always have happened to me at the most random public places, like the store and mostly at a coffee shop ie. star*ucks, etc.
so, welcome to my first "RyC's Coffee Shop Tales". anyways, on this first, one morning on my way to start the day for work, i decided to stop by the coffe shop, to grab me my usual, if you didn't know my usual, grande white mocha, extra hot, no whip cream with a straw please.
in this particular morning, i was bit extra lagging, i had barely had any sleep, insomnia kicked my butt the passed few nights, so i was really slow on any up take. so, i get to the coffe shop, got in line, there was about 3 people ahead of me, so there was this cute gal that placed her order ahead of me, then i placed mine with the barista. then i go around to where everyone was waiting for their drinks. and yes, i've noticed the gal that was ahead of me, yeah okay, she's cute, nice nerdy glasses, long black hair w/ auburn highlighs, button up shirt and pencil skirt and heels, very proportioned stems no nets (translations: nice legs, no stockings) gauging by the height of the heels, about 3-4 inches, top of her head wa about my eye level (i'm bout 5'7'), so guestimating she's about 5'1"-5'2", blah blah blah. anyways, i noticed she kept looking back & forth at me and gave a few grin and smirked and all honesty, it started to weird me out and then she struck words first and it was like this --
cute girl: "excuse me, does someone dress you?"me: (baffled look on my face and i'm like) "what do you mean?"cute girl: (with amused smile) "does someone dress you? well, i can't help but noticed that you're so well color coordinated"me: (double take, i looked behind me and side to side and then down on myself, still baffled look on my face) uhm...cute girl: "i'm not trying to say anything bad, just that you look so adorable, like a grown cute little boy, it's like you're a clash of, urban/preppy, street yet sophisticated and grown all at the same time."me: (with confused smirked and at the same time in my haid i'm saying "huh?!") "okay you lost me."cute girl: (giggles) "it's nothing bad, all im just trying to say is, i'm digging your style that's all. it's different. unlike the norm you see."barista: (calls cute girl's drink and her name)cute girl: (walks towards the counter to grab her drink continues to talk) i like it. (bites her lower lip, takes a sip of her drink, walks away, turns a bit and winks) you have a stellar day.barista: (calls my drink)me: (with 'uhm' stunned, sorry blushing look on my face, which you really can't tell i'm blushing coz i'm kind of dark) uhm okay, you have a lovely one. (i turned and i grab my drink)barista: (with a big fat smile on her face who apparently was listening in to the conversation, shrugs her shoulders and tilt her head a bit and she's actually very cute herself) have a great day!me: (still with confused look on my face) uhm yeah, you, too.
yeah, okay.
so again i have no point or lesson to this story. i did tell my co-worker about it, she said i'm silly and asked didn't i realize that the girl was flirting with me. uhm, nope. i just thought it was awkward. she asked if there's something wrong with me. i told her no, i guess i'm just oblivious to any kind of advances. i quipped that perhaps i'm just not all there, emotionally unavailable. she laughed at me. i was glad though that she was able to get laugh value at my expense. #goalachieved
anyways, this is RyC and this is my first Coffe Shop Tale.
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