First, a little update. Life is pretty good. I got a job at Jo-Ann Fabric and Crafts, and so far I like it a lot!
I was called as the 1st counselor in the Relief Society.
Okay, when I started this I thought there would be more to say...yay summer!
Time for the rant. Once again, I am annoyed with men, big surprise. I am just tired of guy friends who think I'm their activity vending machine. I'm tired of guys who think it's my job to provide them with entertainment or a social outlet every few weeks, or when they feel like it. I'm tired of feeling like an idiot because having a friendship, or more, with some guys is like throwing gifts at a brick wall, and I'm the idiot throwing a cake (that it took me 3 hours to make) at a brick wall...
I'm tired of guys who want, but give nothing in return.
I'm tired of worrying about who initiated communication last.
I'm tired of not knowing if it's:
A. Disinterest
B. Flakiness/general being a man-ness
C. Defense mechanisms
D. Fear/confusion/him being a pussy
Everywhere I go I'm a wheel, more recently I was a 9th wheel.
I hate feeling like there's nothing I can do about it.
I hate that I miss him.
But I guess I should try to end this on a positive note.
I love life. I love swimming. I love my nieces. I love my friends. I love black olives. I love playing the guitar poorly. I love avocados. I love riding my bike. I love my whole house! CLAP!
MY BUTT!










I love your butt. Just puttin' that out there;) Don't stress! Just keep being yourself!
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