Do you ever?

Do you ever find yourself feeling a bit like this boy:

You know the type: well-meaning, awkward, weird, and prone to singing along to songs while wearing headphones or while just sitting at a desk. Sometimes I feel like Marcus although usually without the spontaneous singing. Oh, and the bizarre bowl/acorn haircut (poor kid.) The awkward and weird yet well-meaning bits seem to fit all too well.
Take for example tonight's adventure at FHE. I had been feeling pretty cool with my blonde streak in my hair and my strappy sandals (no flip flops for this lummox.) Even though we played ultimate frisbee I did pretty well. I threw some successful throws, I caught several tosses, and I didn't fall an embarrassingly large amount of the time. I feeling pretty good. Until, however, I tried to talk to a guy I was interested in. It was like cool grad student with the blonde streak was abducted and replaced by my seventh grade self, the one with the "He-Man" haircut. The one who gets tongue tied, the one who tried so hard to fit in, the one who wore sweater vests over tee shirt with shorts and Doc Marten mary-janes(I wish I had a picture to prove it.) Awkward should be my middle name, not Anne. I wouldn't even need to change my initals.