So I was like, "I'm gonna get a job and move away and make friends and have a boyfriend and everything will be so cool."
Got a job, cool. Super hot co-worker flirts with me, extra cool. Different co-worker invites me to a party, another plus, because I'm apparently starting to make friends.
And now this party is tomorrow night, and I told them I'd go, and ever since I made that promise, it's like everything has come crashing back down. I keep thinking, "Good God, what have I gotten myself into?!" I'm going to show up, not knowing anyone, not knowing what to say. I'll embarrass myself, and it won't be one of those times where I can remind myself that I'll never see those people again. No, I have to work with these people. Plus, I Facebook stalked Hot Co-worker (


I keep saying, "Then just don't go to the dumb party." But then weirdly-motivated Poppy reappears and tells me to just suck it up, stop being a pussy, and get over it. Then shy Poppy reminds me again how awkward I will feel at this party.
So, yeah, I guess I'm just venting.