Six Things I Wish I Could Say to Six Different People. (but don’t say their name)
1). You drive me insane and you're giving me ulcers over it all.
2). I'm tired of hearing it.
3). No, that will probably never work out.
4). I planned so that I didn't end up in your shoes, it worked, and I don't regret any of it.
5). I miss you.
6). I feel sorry for you.
Nine things about myself.
1). I worry about a lot of stuff all the time. Lately to the point of feeling ill.
2). Most perfume makes me sneeze.
3). I have to be really, really sick before I'll even take a tylenol.
4). I think I would be well suited to non profit work, some sort of state job or something to do with extension offices...I knew this too late in the game to change my major, but I think it's all going to work out anyway.
5.) I'm an obsessive email checker.
6). I love kiwi.
7). I sleep in the fetal position or on my stomach with one hand tossed behind my back, I tend to think this started in the womb.
8). I cannot wait to start a real career and begin traveling more.
9). I wish I had more real life friends.
Eight ways to win my heart. (in no order)
1). Have a sense of humor and use it to make me laugh. Words cannot express how much I love to laugh so that's definitely the way to my heart.
2). Superficially: A great head of hair. I don't get this whole bald is beautiful thing. And know how to buy and wear a pair of pants. I cannot stand men in pants that don't fit.
3). Be ambitious.
4). Smart and knowledgeable. My favorite topics of conversation are history, politics and pop culture, it'd be nice to find someone who can keep up in all three.
5). Love animals. I've never not had a dog, I don't see that streak ending.
6). Love to travel. This is an absolute must, must, must. My husband must agree to be my lifelong travel partner. I hate the idea of getting married and never going anywhere except home and work.
7). Want kids, but not be in a hurry to have them.
8). Have a compassionate heart.
Seven things that cross my mind a lot.
1). How in the world am I ever going to get through this upcoming year?
2). Political stuff.
3). What's for dinner? (I wake up thinking this, it's quite sad.)
4). How much I want *insert item name here*. I'm always thinking of something I want/need/have to have.
5). I should call Mamaw.
6). I should read Faulkner.
7). Numbers. To be so math phobic, I'm almost autistic over math patterns and adding/dividing/multiplying in my head.
Six things I do before I fall asleep.
1). Watch something on tv, a bit of news or a reality show usually.
2) Check my email.
3). Read a few blogs.
4). Brush my teeth, wash my face...etc. and so forth.
5). Flip the pillows over so they are nice and cold.
6). Put up my eyeglasses.
Five people who mean a lot. (in no order)
1). My brother.
2). My mother.
3). My father.
4). My grandmother.
5). My Aunt B/Uncle Danny
Four things you’re wearing right now.
1). A comfy old Seagrove Beach shirt.
2). brown shorts
3). eyeglasses
4). a grey sweatshirt
Four bands/singers that you listen to often. (not necessarily your favorites) (lately)
1). James Taylor
2). Sugarland
3). John Mayer
4) Michael Jackson (I can't help it, I am one of those people who totally busted out the MJ music after he died.)
Two things you want to do before you die.
1). Travel.
2). Have a family of my own.
One confession.
I'm avoiding reading Faulkner even though it's a summer goal.
Off the wall places I'd like to live:
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There really isn't much point to that stuff. You ever get to just thinking about things? Things being nothing and everything and really quite intriguing and silly at the same time. Things that are otherwise inconsequential but perhaps it's important to know you once thought them. So you pull up your blog, or dust off your journal and put them down for posterity's sake.
I read an article earlier from the UK (as in United Kingdom, not the school that rapes my wallet every fall) about how old names are making a comeback in the chic department. Of course people will still stick with trendy, but over there, where I've decided they are infinitely cooler than America, really old names are on the upturn. Like little 3 year old boys walking around being called Edward, Ted, and George. Or perfectly British young girls named Mabel and Nellie. So I came up with my own list. And so you have it.
The living list will never happen. It just won't. I see myself visiting these places. But living there is like a mythical second life that exists only in my head. A what if kind of thought. Perhaps the oddest is a village in Cambodia, but I have this strange pull towards that country. Kind of like my obsession with Greece, though I've never been able to explain it. The other night my Dad posed one of those silly dinner table kind of questions: if you visited somewhere next week, no limits on distance or money, where would it be? I said Cambodia. He said, "Whatever. Watch out for landmines."
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I've been kind of out of it for the past few days. I have struggled with this strange cold/sinus pressure thing all summer long and this week it has managed to rear its ugly head again. No matter what I take, nothing seems to stop the sloshing around of my brain.
Not to mention my longest known friend is pregnant. Due the same month as my birthday. In a less than perfect situation. It's just been much for me to take in and process. Frankly, I've still not made much progress in doing so. I'm sure I'll come around though.
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I've declared tonight a eat bad food and watch shitty movies night. I haven't eaten out in so long that I'm thinking what my brain is missing is some processed crap. Trans Fat: It's What's For Dinner.
This is all to say that I think 3rd-wave feminism should emphasize finding your
passion in life (be it your career, your family, your hobbies) and to structure
a life that supports your happiness. That means making compromises, and
compromises are key to happiness in any situation. If your happiness now
is your kids, don’t feel guilty for changing the path of your career. I do
feel angry that women were told to charge forward without thinking of the
consequences of incurring hundreds of thousands of $ in debt, but hopefully the
culture will change so that the ethic in America across the board is more family
friendly.