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I am giving myself exactly one day to feel like crap. A one day pitty party. That is me - for today. It's been building for a while and I figure if I let it out it might go away.
I've decided I hate weekends. Two days of nothing to do. As much as I love the fact that I don't have to get up @ 5am and can sleep in - by noon I'm bored. I've never been the type of person who has tons and tons of friends. I may not have tons of friends but I do have a small group of awesome people that I am grateful to be allowed to call my friends.***We've now hit the awkward phase***. In just over a month I will be 34. I've never really put much stock in numbers so It really doesn't bother me that I will be 34. My friends though seem to have issue with it. You see I'm single and have been for a very very very long time. I have my days where it bothers me but most of the time I am fine with it. My friends though who are all now married homeowners who just don't seem to understand that being single is not the end of the world. Pretty much they all feel sorry for me. It like they are all trying to figure out what is wrong with me.
This is why I hate weekends.All my so called friends do married things with other married people. I know that my friends have get-togethers that they try to keep secret from me because well I would be the odd one out... "all they talk about is married stuff anyways" (to quote a friends who let it slip).So once again we have hit a Saturday afternoon and I am sitting @ home bored out of my skull.
It not like I am sitting here choosing to be single. I just haven't met anyone interesting and I have no doubt that Mr. right will come along when the time is right. My only fear is that i have pretty much been single since the last millennium and i worry I may not even recognize Mr. Right as Mr. Right when he knocks @ my door.
I think I will be calling this pitty party to a close in 45 minutes. My Vancouver Canucks play and have the chance to win the first round of the Stanley cup play offs.
Thank you for listening ... I strangley enough fell quite a bit lighter have typed all this out. Maybe this livejournal is a good thing........
I've decided I hate weekends. Two days of nothing to do. As much as I love the fact that I don't have to get up @ 5am and can sleep in - by noon I'm bored. I've never been the type of person who has tons and tons of friends. I may not have tons of friends but I do have a small group of awesome people that I am grateful to be allowed to call my friends.***We've now hit the awkward phase***. In just over a month I will be 34. I've never really put much stock in numbers so It really doesn't bother me that I will be 34. My friends though seem to have issue with it. You see I'm single and have been for a very very very long time. I have my days where it bothers me but most of the time I am fine with it. My friends though who are all now married homeowners who just don't seem to understand that being single is not the end of the world. Pretty much they all feel sorry for me. It like they are all trying to figure out what is wrong with me.
This is why I hate weekends.All my so called friends do married things with other married people. I know that my friends have get-togethers that they try to keep secret from me because well I would be the odd one out... "all they talk about is married stuff anyways" (to quote a friends who let it slip).So once again we have hit a Saturday afternoon and I am sitting @ home bored out of my skull.
It not like I am sitting here choosing to be single. I just haven't met anyone interesting and I have no doubt that Mr. right will come along when the time is right. My only fear is that i have pretty much been single since the last millennium and i worry I may not even recognize Mr. Right as Mr. Right when he knocks @ my door.
I think I will be calling this pitty party to a close in 45 minutes. My Vancouver Canucks play and have the chance to win the first round of the Stanley cup play offs.
Thank you for listening ... I strangley enough fell quite a bit lighter have typed all this out. Maybe this livejournal is a good thing........