Bad kissers...we've all experienced it. Sometimes it's the two of you together, sometimes maybe it's just you, other it's just clearly them. In this case it was them. My friends and I have been discussing the dilemma of kissing a bad kisser. What do you do?
It's awkward. You kiss for the first time and it's bad. You keep trying but no luck - it's still bad. So what do you do? Get up and walk away? Stick it out as bad as it sucks and just play along? What do you do when the guy you are kissing just can't kiss - or at least can't kiss you?
One friend said that you can train a bad kisser. But can you? And if you can wouldn't you first have to tell them they are a bad kisser? Excuse me but we need to talk. You see we have a problem. Well actually it's not that WE have a problem it's you. It's your kissing. Well, it sucks. You suck. It's horrible actually and we need to work on it. Now we all know that it would take a lot of balls to tell someone that and be completely humiliating for the person you're telling. The conversation would be filled with a lifetime of worry and embarassment with the person thinking "oh my god do they think i suck too?"
So what do you do then when the person is a bad kisser? Do you cut your losses and make a run for it? Do you stick it out trying desperately that they will come around and be a good kisser. Do you train them to kiss like you want to be kissed? If it's possible it might be kind of nice. "well, i really like it when you do this twirly thing so why don't you try that. give me 10 reps." Could be kind of fun.
Come on people my friends and I need your advice. Bad kisser: Trainable or a lost cause??
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Summer Days Drifting Away...
Now that school's begun and summer is becoming a distant memory it got me thinking about the things I am going to miss most about the summer. Here they are
1) Swimming
2) Boating on the lake
3) The warm weather
4) Baseball games with $1 beers
5) No school
6) No homework
7) Freedom
8) Clubbing whatever night of the week I want - Tuesday hangovers kind of suck when you have class!
9) Outside bars that aren't fun when the weather turns cold
10) My tan - as pale as it might be it can only go downhill from here!
I could probably come up with more but those are the most important ones. But don't get me wrong there are definitely things I'm looking forward to too...
1) Football Games
2) Tailgating at football games - getting drunk at 10 a.m. is awesome!!
3) Not having to work 40 hours a week
4) Wearing my jeans again
5) Not having to shave my legs every day!
6) Sleeping in!!
7) Holidays - Labor Day being the closest!!
And to top it all off I am newly single so the fun is just beginning!!
Wow as much as I'm going to miss about summer I am really looking forward to fall and getting a little crazy!! Bring it on!
1) Swimming
2) Boating on the lake
3) The warm weather
4) Baseball games with $1 beers
5) No school
6) No homework
7) Freedom
8) Clubbing whatever night of the week I want - Tuesday hangovers kind of suck when you have class!
9) Outside bars that aren't fun when the weather turns cold
10) My tan - as pale as it might be it can only go downhill from here!
I could probably come up with more but those are the most important ones. But don't get me wrong there are definitely things I'm looking forward to too...
1) Football Games
2) Tailgating at football games - getting drunk at 10 a.m. is awesome!!
3) Not having to work 40 hours a week
4) Wearing my jeans again
5) Not having to shave my legs every day!
6) Sleeping in!!
7) Holidays - Labor Day being the closest!!
And to top it all off I am newly single so the fun is just beginning!!
Wow as much as I'm going to miss about summer I am really looking forward to fall and getting a little crazy!! Bring it on!
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
You Know It's Good When...
I had a party Friday night. Not a good idea I realize now. Parties at other people's houses are a blast. At your own though - not so much. The actual party is great and no need to find a sober drive cuz you're already home but then there's the morning after. The horrible stinge of beer and cigarettes and a little vomit thrown in at really good parties. The broken glass, smashed cans, cigarette butts thrown everywhere. The puke in the trash can, toilet, sink, floor, yard, the list goes on. And on top of it all you have a killer hangover to deal with while tryin to clean up from this killer shindig.
Here are the top ways to know your party is kicking ass
1) There are video cameras everywhere
2) There are tits and ass everywhere and guys flocking to the t-n-a.
3) Tequila shots aren't just taken as regular shots - they become BODY shots!
4) You hear the sound of broken beer bottles everywhere.
5) The keg is tapped or the beer is running low.
6) The trash can is overflowing as is the yard, table, etc.
7) You see people puking everywhere - the bathroom, the sink, the yard, the floor.
8) People tell you you're slurring your words
9) Finally - people aren't leavin - they're hookin up!
Yes, all of these things happened at my party so I'm thinkin it must have been a pretty good time had by all including myself!! What are some other good signs the party is good?
Here are the top ways to know your party is kicking ass
1) There are video cameras everywhere
2) There are tits and ass everywhere and guys flocking to the t-n-a.
3) Tequila shots aren't just taken as regular shots - they become BODY shots!
4) You hear the sound of broken beer bottles everywhere.
5) The keg is tapped or the beer is running low.
6) The trash can is overflowing as is the yard, table, etc.
7) You see people puking everywhere - the bathroom, the sink, the yard, the floor.
8) People tell you you're slurring your words
9) Finally - people aren't leavin - they're hookin up!
Yes, all of these things happened at my party so I'm thinkin it must have been a pretty good time had by all including myself!! What are some other good signs the party is good?
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Breaking Up
Breaking up is hard to do. No, Johnny, it didn't happen - quit high-fiving yourself. With the recent drama with my boyfriend I got to thinking about past breakups I've had, breakups friends have had and thought I'd share with all of you my expertise. No, I haven't had that many - it just seems like that cuz they suck so bad. I'm not talking about relationships where you dated once, a week, a month. These are long term relationships where your love, heart, and time was seriously invested. Pretty much anything over 3 months.
First of all, breaking up can not - i repeat can NOT - be done in one clean sweep. It's not possible. It doesn't happen. Don't even try. It requires preparation, dropping little hints you are unhappy and things aren't working out. Mock break-ups where you practice breaking up but just can't quite do it. These are the worst. You're unhappy, you're happy, you're unhappy. But really you're just plain miserable trying to hang onto something that really sucks.
I did a little research on the subject and apparently breakups take the form of 5 stages.
First, you have the denial stage. No, he didn't break up with me. Let's keep telling each other how much we love each other and how right we are. Keep calling. Keep hanging out. We didn't break up. Oh no. You don't think the break-up was for real. Simply a joke and your partner will change their mind. Yea right. Don't hold your breathe.
Stage 2: Anger/resentment. How could he do this to me? What was I thinking? If I don't have him, I don't have anything. I will miss him. He will miss me. We were going to get married. How could it not have worked out? This stage is gay - enough said.
Third stage: Bargaining. I'll change. I can. I'll be more like you want me to be. I'll spend more time with you. You bargain with the big man upstairs. I will go to church if you bring him back. LIke that's gonna work. Haha.
This is the stage it finally sets in. Stage 4. Depression. It's over. It's done. Kaput. It didn't work out. You finally have accepted in and now you're sad. You cry, you m0pe. You withdraw. You'll never find anyone else. Might as well die. Sure that's a better idea.
Finally, our last stage. Acceptance. Maybe you're still sad, maybe you're not but either way you've moved on. It's finally okay. You finally see the glass half-full. You can go out. You're single. The fun is only beginning. You will find someone else.
Okay, so they seem simple enough but they're really not. Breaking up sucks. It's hard. It hurts. There is no easy way. Unless you're a jackass and don't call. That's the worst. What's the worst way you've ever been broken up with?
First of all, breaking up can not - i repeat can NOT - be done in one clean sweep. It's not possible. It doesn't happen. Don't even try. It requires preparation, dropping little hints you are unhappy and things aren't working out. Mock break-ups where you practice breaking up but just can't quite do it. These are the worst. You're unhappy, you're happy, you're unhappy. But really you're just plain miserable trying to hang onto something that really sucks.
I did a little research on the subject and apparently breakups take the form of 5 stages.
First, you have the denial stage. No, he didn't break up with me. Let's keep telling each other how much we love each other and how right we are. Keep calling. Keep hanging out. We didn't break up. Oh no. You don't think the break-up was for real. Simply a joke and your partner will change their mind. Yea right. Don't hold your breathe.
Stage 2: Anger/resentment. How could he do this to me? What was I thinking? If I don't have him, I don't have anything. I will miss him. He will miss me. We were going to get married. How could it not have worked out? This stage is gay - enough said.
Third stage: Bargaining. I'll change. I can. I'll be more like you want me to be. I'll spend more time with you. You bargain with the big man upstairs. I will go to church if you bring him back. LIke that's gonna work. Haha.
This is the stage it finally sets in. Stage 4. Depression. It's over. It's done. Kaput. It didn't work out. You finally have accepted in and now you're sad. You cry, you m0pe. You withdraw. You'll never find anyone else. Might as well die. Sure that's a better idea.
Finally, our last stage. Acceptance. Maybe you're still sad, maybe you're not but either way you've moved on. It's finally okay. You finally see the glass half-full. You can go out. You're single. The fun is only beginning. You will find someone else.
Okay, so they seem simple enough but they're really not. Breaking up sucks. It's hard. It hurts. There is no easy way. Unless you're a jackass and don't call. That's the worst. What's the worst way you've ever been broken up with?
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Life Without the Internet
How did we ever survive without the internet? I've been without it at home for about a month now and let me tell you - it sucks. I was getting by by using it at work or my boyfriend's house but now that work is over it's hard to live without it.
Earlier today I wanted to get my hair cut and I wanted to search the net for a hairstyle I liked and I couldn't because oops I don't have internet. So instead I had to cross my fingers, tell the woman what I wanted, and hope for the best. It turned out fine but I think I gave myself an ulcer worrying.
My friends email me and when I finally have time to check it it's only for a few minutes and not nearly enough time to email everybody back. Then I forget who I have emailed and haven't and then don't email anyone and people get mad. It's a lose lose situation.
So finally today I got internet. I am so ecstatic. I just want to stay and play on it all day long. Luckily though I'm not that big of a loser. I checked my email, my facebook, and most importantly - MY BLOG!! I feel sorry for people who are without internet today because I just don't know how they survived. Luckily I'm not longer one of them and my blogging will become much more consistent. So keep watchin for more!! :)
Earlier today I wanted to get my hair cut and I wanted to search the net for a hairstyle I liked and I couldn't because oops I don't have internet. So instead I had to cross my fingers, tell the woman what I wanted, and hope for the best. It turned out fine but I think I gave myself an ulcer worrying.
My friends email me and when I finally have time to check it it's only for a few minutes and not nearly enough time to email everybody back. Then I forget who I have emailed and haven't and then don't email anyone and people get mad. It's a lose lose situation.
So finally today I got internet. I am so ecstatic. I just want to stay and play on it all day long. Luckily though I'm not that big of a loser. I checked my email, my facebook, and most importantly - MY BLOG!! I feel sorry for people who are without internet today because I just don't know how they survived. Luckily I'm not longer one of them and my blogging will become much more consistent. So keep watchin for more!! :)
Sunday, August 14, 2005
The verdict's In!
Okay here it is. The toast heard around the world - or at least around the reception hall. I scratched both of my original roasts and just let it come from the heart sincerely. I think the bride really appreciated it and I got tons of compliments. Feel free to recycle!
George Eliot spoke "What greater thing is there than for two human souls to feel they are joined together...to strengthen one another...and to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories." Mallory and Jason, I am so happy you have chosen to join your lives together. You met as friends and your friendship evolved into a love that so many people today rarely find. Love after all doesn't just make the world go round. It's what makes the ride worthwhile. It is an amazing thing when two people who were meant for each other manage to find one another and fall in love. If you will, please raise your glasses. To Friends and Family, To True Love, and To finding your other half. Congratulations.
It rained all day but the wedding went smoothly. The bride looked gorgeous and I didn't look so bad myself. I got wasted at the reception so that was fun. As must fun as I made, I think the couple will be very happy. I am going to miss my friend but I guess I"m not really losing her but just gaining another. I am happy for them both and wish them the best! I love you guys!
George Eliot spoke "What greater thing is there than for two human souls to feel they are joined together...to strengthen one another...and to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories." Mallory and Jason, I am so happy you have chosen to join your lives together. You met as friends and your friendship evolved into a love that so many people today rarely find. Love after all doesn't just make the world go round. It's what makes the ride worthwhile. It is an amazing thing when two people who were meant for each other manage to find one another and fall in love. If you will, please raise your glasses. To Friends and Family, To True Love, and To finding your other half. Congratulations.
It rained all day but the wedding went smoothly. The bride looked gorgeous and I didn't look so bad myself. I got wasted at the reception so that was fun. As must fun as I made, I think the couple will be very happy. I am going to miss my friend but I guess I"m not really losing her but just gaining another. I am happy for them both and wish them the best! I love you guys!
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
Here's Your TOAST in the form of a ROAST!
My best friend since birth is getting married this weekend and I am the maid of honor. She called me yesterday to see if I had my toast prepared. Toast? What toast? I said. I'm not giving a toast. Yes, you are she replied. You have to. WHAT? Crap. I hate talking in front of people. My face has turned red today everytime I've though about giving a toast. There's going to be over 500 people there and she wants me to stand up in front of them and TALK. Holy crap...
So today I have been thinking about my toast. But not in the forms of a toast. More of a roast. You see I know everything there is to know about her and have great stories to go along with our friendship. Here are my personal favorite ideas so far for my ROAST of my best friend. I'll give you the backstory behind each one.
I used to wipe my friend's butt. Yep you read that right. She couldn't wipe her own butt when she was little so I wiped it for her. Hey, a little poop never hurt anybody. This one is the one I really want to do but she already told me she'd kill me if I did. Here is it: Mallory and I are the best of friends. How many people can say they have actually wiped someone's butt who wasn't a family member. I can. When Mallory was little her mom told her she couldn't go out to play until she learned to wipe her butt. She wouldn't do it so I picked up the roll of toilet paper, tore off a square, flipped her over, and started wiping. Her first day of kindergarten, I was a year ahead in first grade, she sat on the pot in the bathroom asking to be wiped. The teacher wouldn't do it so she told her to go get me. So here I come marching down the hall to the bathroom to wipe her butt. Mission accomplished. Today Mallory is all grown up and her and JD are beginning their lives together as man and wife. I am so happy for both of you and wish you a lifetime of happiness and...toilet paper. JD, tonight I am passing over my roll of toilet paper to you to take over as the official butt wiper, best friend, and husband. Good luck and best wishes. And remember sometimes it takes more than one square.
Okay so I realize that I don't have the nerve to say that one in front of that many people and I don't want mallory completely humiliated. So here was my next option: Mallory and I have been friends for a long time. I've seen her through good times, bad times, and the times in between. I never thought it would happen - most certainly not before me - that my little Mallory would one day get sweeped off her feet by a motorcycle no less. If I would have known years ago that all it took to sweep mallory off her feet was a ride around the stadium on a motorcycle I would have been pimping her out long ago. They say that opposites attract and they've never been more right. Who knew that a Harley dude and a pretty city girl would be the ultimate soul mates. But that's just what has happened by the joining of these two people. Mallory and JD have finally found their fairy-tale ending in each other's arm as they zoom off into the sunset on the motorcycle that first brought them together. Congratulations.
I love it, love it, love it. How could i weave them both into one. Lol. No for real now. I need HELP. Give me ideas for a great speech. Quotes, phrases, anything. I need your help ASAP. I have less than 3 days!! AHHHHHHH!
So today I have been thinking about my toast. But not in the forms of a toast. More of a roast. You see I know everything there is to know about her and have great stories to go along with our friendship. Here are my personal favorite ideas so far for my ROAST of my best friend. I'll give you the backstory behind each one.
I used to wipe my friend's butt. Yep you read that right. She couldn't wipe her own butt when she was little so I wiped it for her. Hey, a little poop never hurt anybody. This one is the one I really want to do but she already told me she'd kill me if I did. Here is it: Mallory and I are the best of friends. How many people can say they have actually wiped someone's butt who wasn't a family member. I can. When Mallory was little her mom told her she couldn't go out to play until she learned to wipe her butt. She wouldn't do it so I picked up the roll of toilet paper, tore off a square, flipped her over, and started wiping. Her first day of kindergarten, I was a year ahead in first grade, she sat on the pot in the bathroom asking to be wiped. The teacher wouldn't do it so she told her to go get me. So here I come marching down the hall to the bathroom to wipe her butt. Mission accomplished. Today Mallory is all grown up and her and JD are beginning their lives together as man and wife. I am so happy for both of you and wish you a lifetime of happiness and...toilet paper. JD, tonight I am passing over my roll of toilet paper to you to take over as the official butt wiper, best friend, and husband. Good luck and best wishes. And remember sometimes it takes more than one square.
Okay so I realize that I don't have the nerve to say that one in front of that many people and I don't want mallory completely humiliated. So here was my next option: Mallory and I have been friends for a long time. I've seen her through good times, bad times, and the times in between. I never thought it would happen - most certainly not before me - that my little Mallory would one day get sweeped off her feet by a motorcycle no less. If I would have known years ago that all it took to sweep mallory off her feet was a ride around the stadium on a motorcycle I would have been pimping her out long ago. They say that opposites attract and they've never been more right. Who knew that a Harley dude and a pretty city girl would be the ultimate soul mates. But that's just what has happened by the joining of these two people. Mallory and JD have finally found their fairy-tale ending in each other's arm as they zoom off into the sunset on the motorcycle that first brought them together. Congratulations.
I love it, love it, love it. How could i weave them both into one. Lol. No for real now. I need HELP. Give me ideas for a great speech. Quotes, phrases, anything. I need your help ASAP. I have less than 3 days!! AHHHHHHH!
Monday, August 08, 2005
I Have to Do WHAT??
Work sucks. Okay I said it. You already knew it. It's true. Work sucks and I don't even have a "real job" yet. I have one year left of college and am dreading ever finishing because I cannot ever see myself working 40 hours a week the rest of my life. The very thought makes me cringe.
This summer I had a full-time internship working 40 hours a week 7:30 a.m.-4 p.m. Monday through Friday. I thought it would be fun. It isn't. You go to work and work all day and by the time you get home you're too tired to do anything else and go to bed and then have to wake up and go to work all over again for another miserable day. Where does the fun end?
If this is the real world, I don't want it. I watch The Real World religiously. Why can't the "real world" be more like it? They don't work hard. They party, get drunk, and then occasionally - only when they feel like it - attend work. Perfect. No, I don't feel like going to work today. Tomorrow's not looking so good either.
In some countries people only work 4 days a week leaving them with 3 day vacations. I think I could handle this. 3 day weeks with 4 day weekends would be much better but anything's better than 5/2.
I've always dreamed of marrying a rich guy who would support me so that I would never have to worry. This isn't going to happen. I know this. I'm no idiot. I'm doomed to a life of work and headaches and annoyances and probably some day laundry and cooking and cleaning and paying bills. UGH. I'm starting to think that the real world is real shitty.
So tell me those of you that are already in the "real world," what do I have to look forward to? Because right now I'm thinking not much...
This summer I had a full-time internship working 40 hours a week 7:30 a.m.-4 p.m. Monday through Friday. I thought it would be fun. It isn't. You go to work and work all day and by the time you get home you're too tired to do anything else and go to bed and then have to wake up and go to work all over again for another miserable day. Where does the fun end?
If this is the real world, I don't want it. I watch The Real World religiously. Why can't the "real world" be more like it? They don't work hard. They party, get drunk, and then occasionally - only when they feel like it - attend work. Perfect. No, I don't feel like going to work today. Tomorrow's not looking so good either.
In some countries people only work 4 days a week leaving them with 3 day vacations. I think I could handle this. 3 day weeks with 4 day weekends would be much better but anything's better than 5/2.
I've always dreamed of marrying a rich guy who would support me so that I would never have to worry. This isn't going to happen. I know this. I'm no idiot. I'm doomed to a life of work and headaches and annoyances and probably some day laundry and cooking and cleaning and paying bills. UGH. I'm starting to think that the real world is real shitty.
So tell me those of you that are already in the "real world," what do I have to look forward to? Because right now I'm thinking not much...
Thursday, August 04, 2005
There's Nothing Friendly About This Game
Nothing about a game is friendly for me. I am a competitor. I hate to lose. I’ve never taken to losing well. If I’m not winning, I’m not happy. Last night my boyfriend and I went over to a friend’s house to play a game of monopoly.
Let me give you some background about monopoly and me. I am not allowed to play at home because of a certain incident that conspired between my ex-boyfriend and me. Both of us were extra competitive. There was nothing friendly about a game of monopoly between the two of us.
One day while playing just the two of us I started to pull away and win. Earlier in the game he had been bragging about being ahead and how he was going to win so when I took the lead I couldn’t help but return the bragging. So I began taunting, “I’m winning. I’m better than you. Who’s the best??” He got annoyed and I could tell he was going to lose his temper so I laid off but when the game ended and I came out victorious I couldn’t resist one last dig. “You got second place,” I said. Now remember that there was only the 2 of us playing. He snapped. Picked up a dice and threw it as hard as he could straight at my head. My mom refused to allow us to play monopoly again.
So last night I was playing with 2 of my boyfriend’s friends who I had never hung out with before. I tried to keep myself in check but still I got engrossed in the game. I was the first to have a monopoly and not any monopoly but the best one on the board (the blues!) I began to pull away and win. Now when I’m winning I don’t have a problem being graceful although I like to rub it in a little bit. The other girl obviously had a competitive streak because she was getting pissed about me winning. Too damn bad.
So I won the game of monopoly. Hahaha. I’m awesome I tell them. I’m the best monopoly player ever. I never lose. They responded by telling my boyfriend that we would not be invited over to play monopoly anymore.
It’s not just monopoly I’m competitive at – it’s everything including drinking games like presidents and a—holes. And I’m not above cheating to win. In fact I condone it. Anything to win. Am I too competitive? Should I learn to lose gracefully? Would you play monopoly with me?
Let me give you some background about monopoly and me. I am not allowed to play at home because of a certain incident that conspired between my ex-boyfriend and me. Both of us were extra competitive. There was nothing friendly about a game of monopoly between the two of us.
One day while playing just the two of us I started to pull away and win. Earlier in the game he had been bragging about being ahead and how he was going to win so when I took the lead I couldn’t help but return the bragging. So I began taunting, “I’m winning. I’m better than you. Who’s the best??” He got annoyed and I could tell he was going to lose his temper so I laid off but when the game ended and I came out victorious I couldn’t resist one last dig. “You got second place,” I said. Now remember that there was only the 2 of us playing. He snapped. Picked up a dice and threw it as hard as he could straight at my head. My mom refused to allow us to play monopoly again.
So last night I was playing with 2 of my boyfriend’s friends who I had never hung out with before. I tried to keep myself in check but still I got engrossed in the game. I was the first to have a monopoly and not any monopoly but the best one on the board (the blues!) I began to pull away and win. Now when I’m winning I don’t have a problem being graceful although I like to rub it in a little bit. The other girl obviously had a competitive streak because she was getting pissed about me winning. Too damn bad.
So I won the game of monopoly. Hahaha. I’m awesome I tell them. I’m the best monopoly player ever. I never lose. They responded by telling my boyfriend that we would not be invited over to play monopoly anymore.
It’s not just monopoly I’m competitive at – it’s everything including drinking games like presidents and a—holes. And I’m not above cheating to win. In fact I condone it. Anything to win. Am I too competitive? Should I learn to lose gracefully? Would you play monopoly with me?
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Summer Fun Drifting Away
Work's about to become a little more boring because I'm about to lose my cohort in crime. Today is Allie from Life with Allie's last day. She is getting married this weekend and is leaving me to entertain myself here at work. I will miss her but our days of troublemaking are not even close to being over! Bye Al Pal!! :)
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I am addicted to reality t.v. Laguna Beach, Real World, Bachelor, Apprentice, The Beauty & the Geek, Big Man on Campus, whatever - I don't care. I love it all. I plan my life around the TV Guide Channel. Monday night I was drinking with friends but when the clock struck nine I bolted to the television to catch a new Laguna Beach.
My addiction has gotton out of hand. I am now watching The 70s House. If you've seen it, you are laughing at me right now. It's horrible. A group of teens dress up and act like they're in the 70s and have to compete in challenges to be the most 70s. Do the hustle! It's stupid, it's lame, it's a must see for me.
I am also addicted to Soap Operas and soap opera like shoes. When people ask me which soaps I watch, their eyes get huge as I list off about every soap opera possible. I have one every hour from 11-3. They ask me why I don't tape them to watch after work. Maybe because I'd never have time to do anything else including watching reality t.v. One Tree Hill and The O.C. are among my other favorite shows. They too are very soap opera like.
I'm ashamed to say I'm a telelvision addict with my vices being reality t.v. and soap operas. I could watch all day every day and never get tired of them. So what is your crazy addiction? What show are you ashamed to say you watch? And what shows should I be watching?
My addiction has gotton out of hand. I am now watching The 70s House. If you've seen it, you are laughing at me right now. It's horrible. A group of teens dress up and act like they're in the 70s and have to compete in challenges to be the most 70s. Do the hustle! It's stupid, it's lame, it's a must see for me.
I am also addicted to Soap Operas and soap opera like shoes. When people ask me which soaps I watch, their eyes get huge as I list off about every soap opera possible. I have one every hour from 11-3. They ask me why I don't tape them to watch after work. Maybe because I'd never have time to do anything else including watching reality t.v. One Tree Hill and The O.C. are among my other favorite shows. They too are very soap opera like.
I'm ashamed to say I'm a telelvision addict with my vices being reality t.v. and soap operas. I could watch all day every day and never get tired of them. So what is your crazy addiction? What show are you ashamed to say you watch? And what shows should I be watching?
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Divorced by 21??? They're too young!
I moved! It was a big pain in the butt but I am finally in my new home. I love it. It’s so much bigger and we live right next to a park so maybe it will give me incentive to work out. So sorry I didn’t write yesterday but we haven’t had a chance to install our internet yet so work internet is all I have! And I’m not even supposed to be on that. But I couldn’t let me blogger friends down.
Another friend got engaged over the weekend. Not just a friend. An ex-boyfriend. It seems like everyone around me is getting engaged. One of my best friends is married, the other getting married in 2 weeks. My co-worker is getting married this weekend. And now my ex. It was a shock.
It’s not that I’m not happy for my friend and ex because I am. I am glad they are happy and found someone they truly love. What I don’t understand is why so young? These aren’t the olden days. We don’t have to get married anymore at 19, 20, 21. We’re not going to die when we’re 50. Life expectancy has increased and according to statistics so has the age to marry. But lately the statistics have lied.
My friend and her boyfriend been dating 9 months. My ex and his girlfriend have been dating less than 9 months. At 9 months you are still learning a lot about each other. You haven’t hit the one-year rocky point yet. I can’t even count the number of couples I know that date 2 years and break up because they realize that the other person just isn’t the one. They haven’t made it to the 2 year mark yet. When they do they’ll be married. Divorced by 21, 22, 23? That’s ridiculous. You shouldn’t have even been married yet at this age!
My friend is 19 marrying a 24 year old. My friend is 19 marrying a 24 year old. I think this is too young. At 19, 20, 21, 22, you are still in college. You don’t know who you are. You don’t know who you are going to be. People change. Especially after college. How can you say that this person you are happy with now you are still going to be happy with in 5, 10 years? These people are too young to make this decision.
All my friends are telling me that I’ll be the next to get married. All my friends are. And even though I know that I am not ready to get married I still feel the pressure. When will I get engaged? Why am I not getting married? Everyone else is. Then it hits me…because I’m 21. I’M NOT READY! I am perfectly happy being simply in love, dating, together with my boyfriend. I don’t need a ring or a wedding to confirm that.
I think that if you are truly in love and don’t fear falling out then you won’t rush into marriage. Wait 1, 2, 3 years. Maybe even more. Live together, love each other, be happy just being together. Don’t rush into marriage. Don’t feel like the only way your love can be confirmed is through a marriage certificate. Because it can’t.
So I’m taking bets on how long these marriage will last? Not only last because some are just pathetic enough to stay with someone they don’t love and will be miserable enough. So how long will they last and just how long will the honeymoon last? Let’s hear your thoughts. My money’s on 6 months.
Another friend got engaged over the weekend. Not just a friend. An ex-boyfriend. It seems like everyone around me is getting engaged. One of my best friends is married, the other getting married in 2 weeks. My co-worker is getting married this weekend. And now my ex. It was a shock.
It’s not that I’m not happy for my friend and ex because I am. I am glad they are happy and found someone they truly love. What I don’t understand is why so young? These aren’t the olden days. We don’t have to get married anymore at 19, 20, 21. We’re not going to die when we’re 50. Life expectancy has increased and according to statistics so has the age to marry. But lately the statistics have lied.
My friend and her boyfriend been dating 9 months. My ex and his girlfriend have been dating less than 9 months. At 9 months you are still learning a lot about each other. You haven’t hit the one-year rocky point yet. I can’t even count the number of couples I know that date 2 years and break up because they realize that the other person just isn’t the one. They haven’t made it to the 2 year mark yet. When they do they’ll be married. Divorced by 21, 22, 23? That’s ridiculous. You shouldn’t have even been married yet at this age!
My friend is 19 marrying a 24 year old. My friend is 19 marrying a 24 year old. I think this is too young. At 19, 20, 21, 22, you are still in college. You don’t know who you are. You don’t know who you are going to be. People change. Especially after college. How can you say that this person you are happy with now you are still going to be happy with in 5, 10 years? These people are too young to make this decision.
All my friends are telling me that I’ll be the next to get married. All my friends are. And even though I know that I am not ready to get married I still feel the pressure. When will I get engaged? Why am I not getting married? Everyone else is. Then it hits me…because I’m 21. I’M NOT READY! I am perfectly happy being simply in love, dating, together with my boyfriend. I don’t need a ring or a wedding to confirm that.
I think that if you are truly in love and don’t fear falling out then you won’t rush into marriage. Wait 1, 2, 3 years. Maybe even more. Live together, love each other, be happy just being together. Don’t rush into marriage. Don’t feel like the only way your love can be confirmed is through a marriage certificate. Because it can’t.
So I’m taking bets on how long these marriage will last? Not only last because some are just pathetic enough to stay with someone they don’t love and will be miserable enough. So how long will they last and just how long will the honeymoon last? Let’s hear your thoughts. My money’s on 6 months.
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