That moment when you literally find the absolute best guy who meets all your criteria, including height, hair color, eye color and adorable smile - even the criteria you're more lenient on, such as liking anime/manga and knowing what Studio Ghibli movies are without you introducing them to it...

only to find out you have ZERO chances, because you both play for the same team.

My life.

Also, there's a spider on my ceiling. ANY hopes of me sleeping are now dashed.

You know, for as awkward as my life appears, it could be infinitely worse, so I will take these awkward moments of holding the door open for people who aren't going into the building I'm going into, the moments where I say the wrong thing, the moments where I'm placed in incredibly uncomfortable yet manageable situations and I will take these moments with stride.

It could be a lot worse and I guess I have my major to thank for that. Thank you, Nursing, for adding to my homebody nature, because, otherwise, I'm sure I would run into people I don't want to run into and then I'd REALLY be put into an awkward situation.