Random Babble

I miss someone whom I haven't missed in this particular way in a long time. No matter what, I always come back to him. We've known each other for three years and I've pretty much loved him since day one. He's one of my closest friends and I love him more deeply than most people in my life. He's the center. He's the starting point that you always return to after navigating the circumference. He's home. This should probably tell me something.

I am so lucky to have the people in my life that I do. I have one of the best support systems a person could hope for.

I'm literally tired of thinking about what I should do with my life. I just want to be happy and I have a feeling that I know where I would be happy. I've planned on going back there since college, I just don't want to return too soon. Does that make any sense?

I'm extremely proud of two of my closest friends, Katie and Kelly. They are such extraordinary women. Katie, super talented and just an all around wonderful human being, not-to-mention one of the funniest people I know. Kelly, her tenacity, drive and intellect make me strive to be like her someday. Aside from her mind, you can always count on her heart to embrace you when you're in need. I am so lucky to know them.

I think I subconsciously put myself in shitty situations. "You are positively charming..." I have a problem. I need to be able to shut off my flirtatious tendencies but if there's anything to challenge me I cannot...cannot let it go. I am an idiot.

I hate my current job. I love the people I work with but the actual job is just awful. I'm an accountant and I hate math. I was hired to assist the director of the arts facility and they hired someone else to do what I was hired to do. Seriously? This is just insane. They're wasting money and my time. I know this will help me in the future but right now it's a necessary evil (emphasis on evil). Arg.

I need a vacation. The last few weekends I spent in Charleston have spoiled me. It's like starving for a week and then someone handing you a plate filled with all of your favorite foods just to take it away and make you starve again. I'm hungry.

I'm on the way. I know I'm getting somewhere. I'm positive about this.

Pet Peeves

There are few things in this world I dislike more than catty women (or should I say girls?). I understand the need to protect things that are dear to you but to be silly and immature is not the way to go about it. Insecurity, although difficult to overcome, is not an excuse. I have had more ridiculous girls do whatever they can to shake me from my solid ground in the past few months than ever before. I have not experienced this kind of behavior since the 6th grade. Did you get that? SIXTH GRADE! I won't apologize for being secure, knowing who I am and liking it. If you find that threatening, it's your problem and only your problem.

Why do women do this to each other? At least men are more to the point about it and just say what's bothering them. Women, however, find it necessary to try and underhandedly cut down the threat, thus, making themselves look like the idiot. For the love of Pete, just be secure in what you have and shake off the rest. There's no need for obnoxious (yet, sometimes entertaining) behavior. Let. It. Go.