Awkwardly Awesome

My day consisted of awkward and awesome moments. Here's the run down:

Awesome: Waking up at 6:30, resolved it's time to get up, checking my clock, and realizing I could sleep for another 1.25 hours.
Awkward: Waiting for the bus, this guy (who due to the events I'm about to explain, I do believe had some mental handicap, or at least was really, insanely socially awkward) came and stood 5 feet(ish) away from me, facing me directly. (It wasn't crowded, and at the bus station the social norm is for people to make like ideal gases and be as far from each other as is possible.) Feeling the awkward, I just avoided eye-contact, and after a minute or so, he just said, "I like your shirt" then walked away. I thought I was wearing a Dr. Who shirt, and then this whole incident would have been excusable, but no. I was wearing my "This is Love" shirt.
Awesome: Quadruple pirouette on pointe. That's four rotations out of one push. And it felt amazing. Just "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whooooosh, done."
AWESOME: Hip Hop class was cancelled and replaced with a stretch class. Oh, it was wonderful.
Awkward: I was running out of the studio, trying to catch the bus. I checked the intersection where I can usually see the bus pulling up, and it wasn't there, so I started walking at a normal pace. Then out of nowhere I see my bus pulling down the street, so I start running, drop my water bottle, have to run back to grab that,  and I resume running as fast as I can and waving like an idiot trying to get the bus to stop. The bus does stop for me (which was awesome) and I get on, thank the driver and start back to my seat when the one other person in the bus (other than the driver) starts talking to me, something like, "You almost missed the bus!" And in response to such a brilliant observation, I said something genius like, "Yeah!" and then took a seat. But then this guy kept grinning back and trying to talk me, but I really couldn't understand him, so I just laughed and nodded, then  put earphones in and pretended to fall asleep until he got off the bus. Blah, I'm so socially awkward.

The final bit of my day, I can't decide it it's awesome or awkward. I have to start packing. How weird is that? So that'll be my evening.

In all honesty, today was no outlier in terms of the strange mix of awkward and awesome moments. But that's me. Awesomely awkward. Or awkwardly awesome. Whichever you prefer.