I am home. I am home somewhat under the influence of alcohol after going to a bar to meet a friend I initially met on Twitter. It is his graduation party. After twelve long months at Vancouver Film School in the Film Production program, he is finally done. Congratulations to him and his fellow classmates!
But that is where the happiness ends. I am not incredibly proud of myself at the moment. You see, there was an invitation that I read on Twitter to join him and his friends to celebrate, and so I went. But I went alone as I could not find one of my own friends from school to join me. This is something that Jean Ryan Escalante simply does not do. Jean Ryan Escalante, or Jeryes as I like to call myself for short, is shy. So excruciatingly shy that it’s painful to share the same body. Look at me. Blogging as though I am Smeigal/Gollum or whatever.
I am not proud of myself for what I did tonight because I left the party because I could not muster up the courage, or the guts or the balls or whatever you would like to call it, to introduce myself to anyone. I couldn’t. I never have been able to. I am so self-conscious it is not funny. I don’t want to seem like the idiot who can’t carry on the conversation or the creepy guy who stands there listening in and not contributing. You know that guy! They’re weird, right?
And instead of saying goodbye in person, I left and then sent him a text message. A TEXT MESSAGE! WHY AM I SO PATHETIC?! Oh my GOD I could hurt myself right now. But I won’t because that would be painful. But as I walked home, I realized there are many things I don’t like about myself. So brace yourselves, readers. This is going to be a long one. I am going to list three things I do not like about myself for now. Problems, if you will, that I would love to resolve but I just can’t seem to rid myself of these awful habits. Let’s get on with it, shall we?
1. I am incredibly shy/awkward/terrible at meeting new people.
I am pretty sure that there are tons of people who know this about me, but let’s take coming to Vancouver Film School for example. Remember that time (probably not) in October when I first blogged about my Orientation Day? I’m pretty sure I stated then that I did not end up talking to a single soul. Why? Because I can’t introduce myself to people. I am too busy worrying about making a good first impression, that I panic, and decide not to. This is shortly followed by an exit from the event. It wasn’t until our first day of class that I began talking to people but only because we were forced to sit around a table together and go around telling each other our interests. I shit you not fellow classmates, I was sooooo ready to take a whizz in my parents, a return to the days in grade 3 (Yes. I was a pant-wetter in grade 3.) when I was afraid to go to the washroom because the grade 6,7,8 kids looked scary. There was no wetting of the pants this time, but that’s because I went to the washroom enough to make sure it didn’t happen. I just can’t do it. I can’t meet new people. At least not without being introduced or forced into it. I just can’t introduce myself. If I were to list my phobias in life, it would be zombies, then spiders, and then meeting new people. And I mean NEW people. If I’ve talked to you before on the internet, it’s generally no big deal, but NEW people as in NEW to my life. I can’t do it. Ugh. And I don’t want to feel like I need to be babied. That’s totally way more embarrassing.
2. I’m a procrastinator.
Term 5 just ended today. Do you know what that means? Term 6 starts on Monday. Do you have any idea how much this frightens me? A LOT. Why? Because I have done barely any work for my final project so far. I’m scared. I haven’t done much pre-planning and it’s starting to haunt me. But this procrastination isn’t just school related. Even when it comes to chores! Or sending e-mails. Or reading books. OR PLAYING VIDEO GAMES! I just feel like… I need some added pressure to complete something on time. I know a lot of people work well under pressure, but I definitely do not enjoy it. Ugh.
3. I lack self-confidence. Like, a lot.
This must kind of go with my inability to talk to strangers, but it’s more so to do with my work ethic. I get stuff done. I do. But it’s not very good work. I’m always afraid to go above and beyond because I know how easily I can get frustrated when I don’t think I can do it. At least when it comes to digital technologies. Give me something analog, and I can usually do a pretty nice job (or at least I think so). But yeah. Sometimes I can’t even sing for people. My own friends! I mean, I know I’m not the greatest of singers, but it is something I want to do, and as much as I’d love to upload a video to YouTube every week, I just don’t think I’m good enough. People say I’m “good”, but how good is good? What does that even mean?
That’s it for now. I was initially going to do five, but then I couldn’t think of anything else. The effects of the double Long Island Iced Tea are wearing off. I’m trying to think positively right now, especially before going to bed. It’s important to try to keep a positive outlook on life before falling asleep or it will affect your mood when you wake up!
But yeah. I feel like a giant douche tonight. I wish I wasn’t so pathetic. And I can’t believe that the only way I know how to make myself feel slightly better about myself is to blog about it. I really am more comfortable behind a computer screen. Oh boy. I have bigger problems to deal with.
Jeryes out.