Awk Club

just a quick thought as I am still procrastinating the 4 page paper due in 9 and 1/2 hours (which i need to get some sleep in).

sometimes people are not so bad. sometimes people do forgive and forget. you might be surprised who is willing to start a'new.

how will you know if you never ask? wondering will only make you go crazy. just do it! (not that i am trying to copy the army's slogan)

what is the worst thing that could happen? an awkward moment? awkward is okay. it is natural. sometimes... i enjoy being awkward. if you try something new and it does not quite work out then welcome to the awkward club. feel free to dress inappropriate, say the wrong thing at the wrong time, and challenge other people at this club. freeing, isn't it?

wedding bells are a'ringing!

I realize that I just posted a blog. But that was an introduction... sort of. I do have something on my mind.

I am a twenty-something year old, pretty young woman who is about to graduate and has endless possibilities. I have a good number of loyal, amazing friends. I do well in my classes... leading to a feeling of accomplishment. I have been to New York, L.A., London, Paris, and many places in Italy. (I am a very lucky girl for all this!) This morning I woke up at 8 AM (after not getting in till 2 AM) for a workshop that taught me to accept my inner self. I learned how to make a Soul Collage and to bind a book. (both very fun!) I know what you are thinking... I have it all. (please sense my sarcasm!)

So... why should I be blogging. Blogging is for people who have been upset and disappointed and want to let out their feelings in writing. In hopes that someone will read it and sympathize. And then everything will be okay because someone else has been through the same thing? I am not sure about this. I secretly hope that a guy will read this, realize all of the amazing things about me (without even meeting me) and it will be a fairy-tale. But... who will read this? why read this? I am just another girl in her quarterlife complaining about guys, jobs, friends, and life.

I saw the movie 27 dresses tonight. It was very cute... funny, hot guy, happy ending. I even teared up in a couple parts, out of happiness and sadness. who could ask for more? my roommate sitting beside me, who is on cloud nine because she is getting married in one year and two months, loves the movie. And I think that i would have liked it in the past. I used to eat up those female porns. (which, of course, I mean the movies that set our standards impossibly high, making reality seem unworthy, but are impossible to stop watching) but now i leave unhappy. they are not very realistic... yet i can't even bring myself to dream about it. i am pretty sure that i will be get married eventually... but i am not positive anymore. i don't know if i can be one of those 30 year old women who have never had a serious relationship.... i don't know if i am strong enough.

but... hey... at least i don't have to wear dress like the one at the beginning of this post to my best friend's wedding!

new beginning

What a horrible title. Could it be more cliche? Really... I don't think it could. I would like to think of something better but it is late and I just took a long swig of Parrot's Bay Mango rum. I am not in the late-night title-writing mood.

So, I just wanted to set up an intro blog of sorts. I don't really blog that often. I am an English major but I don't really right. (should I change my major? perhaps! but it is too late.) But, actually, I love being an English major. I love reading and sharing my ideas about a text. Writing is so essential to a civilization. you know? (i just realized that I have no idea who I am addressing... who are you?)

I actually just set up this blog because my professor suggested it. And I thought "I should be a good English major and begin writing. Perhaps I will be amazing at it!"