Book Of Likes Faces

When I was a kid my mother was driving and we were on interstate 65. There was a fight in the sky it got so bad stuff was falling on the road everyone pulled over because it got hard to drive with debree on the road , mom looked at some of it and she said this is not from this Earth she said let's get out of here before the "people in black" get here so we went home and never seen it on the news or radio or newspapers so that was weird. It was my mother, me, my older brother , and my cousin Jonathan and we told everyone at home about it but they thought we were crazy so we didn't tell anyone about it unless we were with one another so they could back us up now it's just me and my brother left and people think he is crazy so no one believes him lol but I don't care if they think I'm crazy or not because I know what I seen!

Over the weekend on Sat. night I went to a Festival with friends. A old friend of mine was already there and he kept getting closer to me throughout the evening. I didn't want to because he was a friend and I wanted it to stay that way. But, I was stupid and ignored my gut feeling and ended up letting him kiss me. The next day, he wasn't talking to me and things were just awkward. The more I tried to kind of communicate by the way I act, the more it was awkward. I told him that I was hurt by the way he was acting with me on Sunday, but I couldn't understand why I got the answer he gave me. He told me that I made things uncomfortable while I was getting intimate with him (yes, I was very uncomfortable, so I was saying all the supid stuff that was going through my mind), and he said that I should look at how I behave before attacking others because he though I was just testing him. No I was not!!! Anyway. Once again, communication failure big time. I think he has some issues too, but I know that my communication skills are so bad that I always end up loosing friends because I'm weird and I act weird. Sometimes I feel it would be easier not to have friends so I don't loose them over me being weird or having dark sens of humor. When I manage to get invited to event, I mess it up and I don't get invited anymore. Because when I just meet people, I don't talk a lot, so I look quiet and shy, but I'm not. And as I get confortable with people, the real me comes out, and there goes the weird stuff. It's like I can't control it, I have to say it. And then I turn it into a joke because I realize I should have kept my mouth shut. It's hard to be real without judgement!