I'm already perpetually confused and scatter-brained on a
daily basis, but my awkwardness amps up when I venture out into the real world (which
only happens a countable number of times; I don't go out) and go to a new
restaurant.
Now as my blog title has warned you, I'm only kinda, sorta,
(but not really) barely an adult and I have yet to grasp how the real world
works. Learning simple social norms of a restaurant are completely foreign to
me. I honestly get anxiety when I have to order my own food.
In high school, instead of going to the beach (the beach
here is seriously disappointing so I don't know why so many people go) or going
to a ragin' house party, my friends and I were the type to go out for meals at
restaurants. I know, we're so classy.
And WITHOUT FAIL I always end up embarrassing myself.