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Oh, I used to hate doing it. I'd get so nervous I thought I was going to pass out, lol. But ya know, some things you gotta look in the eye and just DO, before it gets worse. I suppose I got better with practise.
True. I'm definately the nervous type when it comes to things like this. I really gotta work on crap like that, I always leave things for the last minute until the matter gets far worse.
Sometimes I just want to get things over and done with, and then delete my email account so I can't see the reply! I've got to work on not being so nervous about that.
I usually spend a couple of nights planning what I'm going to say: whenever I rush something like that the other person just gets more offended. Then just do it. Even if your fingers are shaking so much you can't hit the right keys.
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True. I'm definately the nervous type when it comes to things like this. I really gotta work on crap like that, I always leave things for the last minute until the matter gets far worse.
Sometimes I just want to get things over and done with, and then delete my email account so I can't see the reply! I've got to work on not being so nervous about that.
I usually spend a couple of nights planning what I'm going to say: whenever I rush something like that the other person just gets more offended. Then just do it. Even if your fingers are shaking so much you can't hit the right keys.
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Ever know how you can just TELL if someone's going to be a good friend or not?
I know this gal isn't. Complaining to me about BYCers right from the day we started messaging.
Talks about her chooks non stop, doesn't really ask about what I'm interested in.
Better cut her loose now than never.
20 minutes now. *taps foot*
Well, there's no guarantee it'll be a good train. It might be one of the old, crappy ones spewing black exhaust fumes from its engine. I don't want to get stuck on one of THOSE.
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Ever know how you can just TELL if someone's going to be a good friend or not?
I know this gal isn't. Complaining to me about BYCers right from the day we started messaging.
Talks about her chooks non stop, doesn't really ask about what I'm interested in.
Better cut her loose now than never.
Ah, I see, interesting. I would probably drop her as well...
20 minutes now. *taps foot*
Well, there's no guarantee it'll be a good train. It might be one of the old, crappy ones spewing black exhaust fumes from its engine. I don't want to get stuck on one of THOSE.
Sometimes I just want to get things over and done with, and then delete my email account so I can't see the reply! I've got to work on not being so nervous about that.
