Awkward

Posted on June 10th, 2008 by admin

T and I are alike in many ways. But I tend to think that we are more different then we are alike. And that’s OK with me. I believe that opposites attract and really why not be with somebody who fills in where you may lack. But there is one difference that I want to bring up. It’s minuscule and is definitely not a make or break for our relationship. T is shorter than me. He likes to think that he’s only a couple inches shorter, but he’s seriously quite a bit shorter than me. This usually isn’t an issue, but every once in a while it surfaces and reminds me that I am a giant Amazon woman. I’m not like model tall, but I would say that I’m taller than the average girl. Luckily for T, I don’t have a habit of wearing high heels. If I wore high heels around him, I would just feel so awkward. If he weren’t bald people may think that he is my child or something weird like that.

T and I were just messing around one day and I tried to like rest my head on his shoulder like all the cute girlies do with their cute boys. It was almost impossible, and I know that I had to squat down like I was giving birth. Not a good look. We just aren’t as cute as all those tiny couples that seem to be everywhere like a plague. I think that I’ve finally come to terms that I just will never be able to rest my head on his shoulder. Thankfully this would really only come in handy when dancing. And T doesn’t dance. Ever.

Here’s the attempt at using his shoulder as a cushion for my head. Totally, utterly…

Awkward. It’s just not a good look for us.