April 22, 2005

• I always want to write something really profound and thoughtful here
  and I never do.  I usually write everyday crap.  Well here's
  some more of it.

  I really like my job.  The kids drive me crazy, but I love them...
  most of them.  I feel like I say stop whining 80,000 times a
  day.  God only knows what type of parent I would be.   I
  would never allow a whiner.  I'm so tough with myself, I'm scared
  I'd be too tough with my kid.  I'd probably make it grow up too
  fast, ruin it's life and have it hate me when it grows up.  Yea,
  it's definitely better if I just don't have any. 

  School is keeping me so busy!  I'm so far behind in my school
  work.  It's stressful.  I shouldn't have taken that year off
  after I graduated college.  I don't have the enthusiasm I had last
  semester either. 

  On other fronts, I'm single and well, it's not really much different
  from the last 3 years of "unsingle" life.  Although, a friend did
  tell me the last three years she considered me single.  I guess it
  was like being quasi-single.  So everyone in the world is trying
  to find someone to set me up with.  They act like if I'm single
  too long I  might die or something; like it's a crime.  I
  simply don't understand.  Is there something wrong with me being
  single?  I have no time for a "relationship".  Everyone wants
  me chained up and married as soon as possible.  WHY?  What's the big rush?

  So at breakfast this morning a collegue mentions something she saw on
  Oprah about wives are supposed to make thier husband's their number one
  priority (even above their kids).  The person on Oprah even went
  so far as to say that fulling her husbands needs fullfilled her
  needs.  All I have to say to that is BARF!  What's wrong with
  people?  Sometimes I wonder about the progress this world is
  really making.  Why can't people just be happy on there own? 
  Although, maybe that's just a crazy loner thing I have.  I'm told
  I'm "anti-social".  So maybe it's an unreasonable request to ask
  for someone who feels content on there own, someone who is sure of who
  they are and aren't afraid to spend some time alone.  Who actually
  fulfills their needs by "fulfilling the needs of their husband"? 
  Maybe I'm crazy. 

  • 5:24 pm
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