.: am I blue? yes I'm blue, it started the day I lost you :.
If you noticed the layout, well, I just realized how NOT pink I am, and how totally blue I am, so yeah.
Last night, while the kids I was babysitting were asleep and nothing else was on TV, I watched Lifetime. It was a Lifetime Made-for-TV-Movie (surprisingly enough not starring Tracy Gold or Tori Spelling) called "She's Too Young". This "movie" was about sexually active 14-year-olds. I wasn't even THINKING about sex at 14. I honestly didn't have my real first kiss - I'm talking a make-out session - until I was almost 16. And even then I wasn't thinking about having sex with the guy, I just wanted to kiss him, that's it, hah.
So anywho, this show is about all these girls having multiple partners, one girl had had over 20 (yes, and she was 14) and how Syphilis was being spread over the entire school because of this. It made me sick. The excuses the girl was giving her mom about how "didn't she trust her?" and "have I ever made you worry before?" were the exact things I was telling my mom when I wanted to go out with JR. And what happened? I went from a good grades cheerleader to a drinking, partying, sex-having cheerleader. Hahahaha.
In this movie the girls were talking about why they had sex, and not one said "because it feels good". All were saying "he wanted to, and it made him happy, so I did it" or "it made me feel wanted, so I did it, because he really wanted me". How pathetic was the first thought to cross my mind. But then, I started to think about it. I had sex when I was 17. Not because I really really wanted to, but because he wanted to, and he wanted to be with me, and he wanted me, and it felt good to be wanted. Even now, when I am at an age where yeah, sex is a nice thing to have, hah, but still, when it comes to someone you are dating, sometimes it happens because he wants to, not because you are totally in the mood, but it would make him happy. It's even that way with marriage. So I ask, why is sex upheld as such a big deal if it isn't even taken that way anymore?
All I'm saying is that I hope I never have girls, my children should all be boys, and if they aren't, I'm giving them away.
In other news...
Today Yvonne, the woman I sit next to at work, who is also the woman I also babysat for last night, took me to lunch to thank me for watching the kids. We went to Z Tejas and had good Mexican food and a few margaritas, hah.
First off, this woman is so awesome, yet so crazy. She always comes to work with a hangover, hah, and I can see why. We each slammed like 3 margaritas at lunch and would have had a couple more if we didn't have to be back at work at 1. It was awesome. Being drunk at work makes the day so much more tolerable; I should seriously put a flask in my desk or something.
Miguel called me about an hour ago, I think he wants to hang out tonight, which is fine, we can hang out, but that's all. No spending the night, no cuddling, no love, just hanging out, as friends, and saying goodbye to each other at a decent hour. Starting over means just that, starting over.
To all: The Alamo Drafthouse is having the "Mr. Sinus Theatre" on Friday night, and they are making fun of "Pretty in Pink", (starring Molly Ringwold for those of you who lived under a rock during the 80s). We are hitting up a 7:00 show, and it would be awesome for a fun group to go. This show is complete with drinking games, live comedy, and 80s mushy love. It's a must see. Let me know if you are interested.
Last night, while the kids I was babysitting were asleep and nothing else was on TV, I watched Lifetime. It was a Lifetime Made-for-TV-Movie (surprisingly enough not starring Tracy Gold or Tori Spelling) called "She's Too Young". This "movie" was about sexually active 14-year-olds. I wasn't even THINKING about sex at 14. I honestly didn't have my real first kiss - I'm talking a make-out session - until I was almost 16. And even then I wasn't thinking about having sex with the guy, I just wanted to kiss him, that's it, hah.
So anywho, this show is about all these girls having multiple partners, one girl had had over 20 (yes, and she was 14) and how Syphilis was being spread over the entire school because of this. It made me sick. The excuses the girl was giving her mom about how "didn't she trust her?" and "have I ever made you worry before?" were the exact things I was telling my mom when I wanted to go out with JR. And what happened? I went from a good grades cheerleader to a drinking, partying, sex-having cheerleader. Hahahaha.
In this movie the girls were talking about why they had sex, and not one said "because it feels good". All were saying "he wanted to, and it made him happy, so I did it" or "it made me feel wanted, so I did it, because he really wanted me". How pathetic was the first thought to cross my mind. But then, I started to think about it. I had sex when I was 17. Not because I really really wanted to, but because he wanted to, and he wanted to be with me, and he wanted me, and it felt good to be wanted. Even now, when I am at an age where yeah, sex is a nice thing to have, hah, but still, when it comes to someone you are dating, sometimes it happens because he wants to, not because you are totally in the mood, but it would make him happy. It's even that way with marriage. So I ask, why is sex upheld as such a big deal if it isn't even taken that way anymore?
All I'm saying is that I hope I never have girls, my children should all be boys, and if they aren't, I'm giving them away.
In other news...
Today Yvonne, the woman I sit next to at work, who is also the woman I also babysat for last night, took me to lunch to thank me for watching the kids. We went to Z Tejas and had good Mexican food and a few margaritas, hah.
First off, this woman is so awesome, yet so crazy. She always comes to work with a hangover, hah, and I can see why. We each slammed like 3 margaritas at lunch and would have had a couple more if we didn't have to be back at work at 1. It was awesome. Being drunk at work makes the day so much more tolerable; I should seriously put a flask in my desk or something.
Miguel called me about an hour ago, I think he wants to hang out tonight, which is fine, we can hang out, but that's all. No spending the night, no cuddling, no love, just hanging out, as friends, and saying goodbye to each other at a decent hour. Starting over means just that, starting over.
To all: The Alamo Drafthouse is having the "Mr. Sinus Theatre" on Friday night, and they are making fun of "Pretty in Pink", (starring Molly Ringwold for those of you who lived under a rock during the 80s). We are hitting up a 7:00 show, and it would be awesome for a fun group to go. This show is complete with drinking games, live comedy, and 80s mushy love. It's a must see. Let me know if you are interested.