Steak.
I get a real good kick outta misinterpreting things in my life. Especially when it comes to guys and my friends. An example is if some guy, that I or my friends thought were good looking, said hi to one of us, I’d say some shiz like “Omg he said hi to you, he’s practically saying he wants you guys to go out on a date.” HAHAHAHA it’s a little extreme, but I find it hilarious. If some cute guy were to walk one of my friends to class I’d say some shiz like “He walked you to class?! Y’all are practically married! GIIITT ITT!!!” LOL! I know I’m always just joking, but when it comes to me and some guy whom I thought was good looking actually noticed me I real life start over thinking. I know I’m an idiot and all, but I start to over think everything. For instance if I have an expectation to talk to them on the phone and I don’t, I become a maniac “Omg he doesn’t wanna talk to me. You shoulda known he don’t wanna talk to you Jizel! It’s ok steak will always be your friend. You don’t need men! #TEAMWOMEN’SSUFFRAGE!” Then with all that pep talk in my head from that one scenerio I begin to actually believe what I’ve said to myself and become a complete ass hole to the guy since my head kinna told me that he hates me. LOL, this is why I’ve been in the best long term relationship with food my whole life.
