I will have completed 6 months at my job on March 2nd. I can’t believe at all that March is here already. I hope to be hearing the birds chirping through my windows soon and feeling the sunlight warm on my skin. That will be a great feeling indeed.
Talking more and more to some of my guy friends, it makes me wonder why we as girls are so eager to be in relationships with men. They are mostly not interested in a relationship, its not as important to them as it is to us, and they see the world completely opposite to me. I wonder how that works out.
I used to be a 28 waist for so long, it seems odd, that when I went to the mall today and tried on a pair of jeans, the 28 waisted jeans that used to slip on so easily, dont fit no more. That really shocked me. It really did. I couldn’t believe. How slowly and creepily the weight was put on.
Speaking with a friend who is a self confessed computer geek, spends his free time on his computer, and would rather spend all of his time on the computer than anything else. His girlfriend has to be content with being on her computer or working on her stuff, while they are supposedly spending time together. How ironic! Its like those people I notice in the malls or cars or subway cars together, who are on cellphones chatting with separate people. Its so odd that you would spend time on a cellphone when you are supposedly spending time with your friend. It seems odd to me.
I am watching Pride and Prejudice, the British version, which is 6 hours long. It is so interesting to me, all the phrases and expressions that they use. They are amazing. I love the book itself, by Jane Austen. Amazing writer.
Recently, renewing my love affair with books, I read through all the Poirot books by Agatha Christie. Amazing again! Reminded me of that movie, Murder by death. A comedy that mocks all the different detectives throughout history. Poirot was definitely mocked in that movie, as someone who had an assistant, who seemed more like his gay lover. But obviously we dont know the particulars, he was still an amazing detective and the books are still as amazing as the first time I read them when I was in high school.
My mother is worried that me and my sister are drifting apart. I wonder why I am drifting apart from so many things in my life, so many friends, so many relations, so many passions. Is that a normal way of life, as we grow older?
My brother who works at a restaurant, says that everyone in the restaurant worries all the time about carpal-tunnel syndrome. Even the lady who works at the salon I go to, says her shoulder and arms worry her due to the repetitive motions she goes through all day.
Weekend at Bernie’s is such a hilarious movie, it really cracks me up.
Why do girls make a move on the guys they like when they are drunk or high? Does that really seem like the best idea. It has happened to several of my girlfriends and it doesn’t make any sense to me.
