Stuff.... so far....
I've haven't written anything for a while, and I'm not quite sure where to begin. A lot of things have happened this week-- too much for me to process! Within the span of 4 days, I returned from my vacation a more cultured (and tanned) person, went to my first non-family post-wedding party, became single again and then started a new job. Today I finally graduated from University with the knowledge that I will never have to go back to school unless I really want to.
This issue that's been bothering me the most has been the recent breakup. Now I know blogs are public things so I won't get into the details, but I'm sure that many people (especially ladies) can sympathize and relate to how I'm feeling. I've vowed to myself to try only to date people who can talk to me about their emotions. I say try because I know how hard it is especially if what you're going to say will hurt the other person. I've gone out with guys who just can't talk to me. Now I know it's fabled that there are some men in the world who do. I've reasoned that once I meet someone who can come and talk to me (because he really wants to make the effort to help me understand), he's probably someone I won't ever want to let go of (as a friend or boyfriend). He'll also probably be someone who will try his best not to lose me.
Now I can't really complain about the relationship because I did have fun, and I really really did like the guy, but on Saturday at the wedding party (and perhaps at other points in the latter part of the relationship), I had never felt more useless and alienated in my life. I don't think I would have put up with it much longer, but sometimes the other half should try to explain his actions. For a while I thought that maybe it had been my imagination and made up excuses, but at one point during my vacation (we took separate trips) I became worried and had this sense of dread and knew what was coming. And me being me, I thought I could hold onto something that wasn't there anymore. While Bootsy goes and tries to get himself sorted, I've done a lot of thinking as to why neither of my two former boyfriends have ever had the courage to try and talk to me. Now I don't think it would have been possible to salvage any sort of relationship other than friendship, but would it not have been some sort of relief for the person? To get their thoughts out, to sort out their feelings? I've never had much difficulty in opening up to people because it's something that I do naturally. So maybe I'm ignorant and I don't understand. But what I do know is that I would listen no matter what-- I'm here for my friends and especially significant other.
And as a note to everyone, please don't ever break up with someone the day before they start a job. It has bad results.
On a lighter note, my face is in the convocation box. If anyone from my school disliked me, then they definitely got to see me one last time. Muwah ha ha I say. Muwah ha ha. I can't say I like the picture very much, but it's pretty cool to be selected for profiling. Hooray to that bitches!
This issue that's been bothering me the most has been the recent breakup. Now I know blogs are public things so I won't get into the details, but I'm sure that many people (especially ladies) can sympathize and relate to how I'm feeling. I've vowed to myself to try only to date people who can talk to me about their emotions. I say try because I know how hard it is especially if what you're going to say will hurt the other person. I've gone out with guys who just can't talk to me. Now I know it's fabled that there are some men in the world who do. I've reasoned that once I meet someone who can come and talk to me (because he really wants to make the effort to help me understand), he's probably someone I won't ever want to let go of (as a friend or boyfriend). He'll also probably be someone who will try his best not to lose me.
Now I can't really complain about the relationship because I did have fun, and I really really did like the guy, but on Saturday at the wedding party (and perhaps at other points in the latter part of the relationship), I had never felt more useless and alienated in my life. I don't think I would have put up with it much longer, but sometimes the other half should try to explain his actions. For a while I thought that maybe it had been my imagination and made up excuses, but at one point during my vacation (we took separate trips) I became worried and had this sense of dread and knew what was coming. And me being me, I thought I could hold onto something that wasn't there anymore. While Bootsy goes and tries to get himself sorted, I've done a lot of thinking as to why neither of my two former boyfriends have ever had the courage to try and talk to me. Now I don't think it would have been possible to salvage any sort of relationship other than friendship, but would it not have been some sort of relief for the person? To get their thoughts out, to sort out their feelings? I've never had much difficulty in opening up to people because it's something that I do naturally. So maybe I'm ignorant and I don't understand. But what I do know is that I would listen no matter what-- I'm here for my friends and especially significant other.
And as a note to everyone, please don't ever break up with someone the day before they start a job. It has bad results.
On a lighter note, my face is in the convocation box. If anyone from my school disliked me, then they definitely got to see me one last time. Muwah ha ha I say. Muwah ha ha. I can't say I like the picture very much, but it's pretty cool to be selected for profiling. Hooray to that bitches!
posted by Miss Pow @ 11:25 p.m.
1 Comments:
At 3:12 a.m.,
Anonymous said…
Vous etes marvieulleuse de temps en temps, madame. Je ne connais pas comment vous etez si fort maintenant, et je suis tres impressed. Ne frette pas. I'll also be impressed if you can decipher my magical pineapple language.
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