I'm so awful person. Last time I wrote was four months ago. I've been trying to figure out nice posts, but my creativity has died. Or so it feels.
Today I'm having a Canadian coming over again. I'm so excited, I get to speak English again! I've been looking back to my trip to Canada and having our Canadians here. It's been two years! TWO. Time has passed faster than I thought it would. The week I was in Canada was the best week of my life and I've been stressing about this new Canadian, because I don't know if I can give her same kind of experience. I'm not very social though yesterday I had fun with my Rainbow Support Group. ueers everywhere and stuff. Transgenders too, of course. You get the picture. We had fun, we went to the wicket (? I don't know if it's the right word) and grilled sausages. After that we went to the Bar Nostalgia. Karaoke and Crowmoor.
But back to the Canadian.
I don't know her at all. I don't know what kind of things she likes. I'm so screwed! Oh gods, I wish I knew more than a name. What if she hates witches? What if she's rich and doesn't like my almost poor family? What if she hates fat people? WHAT IF SHE HATES ME?! I hope I'm good enough. I hope she likes it here. What if she hates books? My living room is full of books! I'm walking example of an introvert book nerd.
At the same time I'm afraid that she is just like me. What if she is more talented witch than me and she just laughs at me? Or we are both beginners and we don't have anything to discuss or she is more beginner than me and expects me to teach something to her? I CAN'T TEACH ANYONE ANYTHING. Except little facts about Harry Potter. Oh gods. I don't know anything about anything.
Maybe I should just go and throw up.
I don't know if I can do this.
I'm such a loser.