So it has finally occurred to me what I do when it comes to blogging: I write the same way as how I write in my journal(whenever something interesting or momentous happens). That said, I think it would be a good idea to post something now. I've had a lot of things knocking around in my head. In the mass of randomness that is my mind these few topics keep coming to the forefront.
High school reunions- My 10 year reunion was held around Thanksgiving 2008. I found out about it when I looked at the pictures someone posted on Facebook. Now I will never be sentimental about my high school experience. To be blunt, I was one of the many victims of bullies. I have no desire to go hang out with the people who treated me poorly, while they are getting drunk and reminiscing about the "good old days". They weren't that great for me. Hard to believe, I know! How could this gregarious, outgoing, social butterfly that you all know and love be considered a social leper? Boggles the mind. I had no intention of going, but to be honest, I would have liked to have had the option to decline. Instead, I had the insta-declination that was being overlooked. The funny thing is that I think I was salsa dancing with friends that weekend.
Friends- I have amazing friends. They are legion. They are quirky. They come from so many different backgrounds and have such different tastes. This past weekend I went to the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston, Massachusetts. First, LOVE IT THERE!!! Second, everyone who went got something out of the trip. I got a lot out of it. And not all of it was art appreciation. The trip was originally planned to be a group date, but eventually became just a mass of friends going to Boston to hang out. I am SOOO GLAD that it turned out that way. It would have been very awkward when the guy I had asked as my "date" left our group with the girl he is hanging out with. (I don't say dating because he's only known her a few weeks and still introduces her as "my friend___"). On the drive home my best friend Wanda and I commented that we got not only dinner, but also a show.
Valentine's Day- Every year I get myself built up with excitement for the holiday that celebrates love. I keep thinking that on this the most romantic day of the year, perhaps, I'll have met "Mr. Right". I have a very sarcastic/somewhat cynical bent to my personality, but one thing most people don't realize is that I am a hopeless romantic. I am such an idealist in every aspect of my life. I want to be swept off of my feet by some dashing man, who sees me as his queen. I love the sentimental sappy love songs, romantic dates, cuddling by the fire, and all of those other cliches. I work hard to hide that part of me. Probably because it is a lot bigger than I'd care to admit. This year, like many in the past, I will be spending it alone... Or at least with a serious lack of male companionship. Maybe I should line up a date with my bath tub and a Danielle Steel novel... Or maybe do a bunch of chick flicks and guy bash with my besties... Whatever I do, I know I'll have good company, and a phenomenal playlist.
I always tell my friends that I don't make resolutions for the upcoming year. This one is no different. But, I do make revolutions. Yes, I carry a gun, have guerrillas run around, and depose leaders, all while doing something good for myself. And this year, the revolution will take place in this blog. I'm going to write more often. It is getting kind of boring to be told by my sister that I never write blogs, so she doesn't read mine. So VIVE LA REVOLUTION!
The dew-point fell this morning, making the air a bit moist. I don't think the revolutionaries will mind, though.
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Thanks,
The Tallgurrl
