Thursday, September 22, 2005

The beginning....

OK, I have known so many ppl that have had these things and I always said I'd never have one. OOPS...Never say never!!! I have viewed a few ppls and thought they were interesting but didn't think I'd have the time or patience for it. Wrong again I suppose. So here I am, writing in a blog (not like anyone would really read it) primarily b/c I get bored and want something to do.

I tend to vent on occasion and often times my way of venting is to sit down and type it all out so that I can look at my thoughts, assess them and figure a way out of or an improvement for the current situation. It works for me.....usually. So why not put it on a webpage so that all my friends can read it, laugh at my mistakes and screw ups, and learn from my errors so that they won't make the same mistakes I did. Sounds logical I suppose....but then again....this is my little world and a lot of things are logical here that aren't so logical in other places.....if for no other reason than b/c I say so. HEY - It's my world...if you don't like it...you can just leave.

So at this point in my life I am single for the first time (explains a lot huh?). I have had a steady boyfriend since I was about 15yo. I have dated the redneck, the psycho stalker prophet boy, and my most recent X - the cheater. I was single only for a couple weeks between each one until the current. I was best friends w/ "the cheater" for about 4 years before we started dating. We started off as friends just going to the Prom together my SR year back in 1999 (wow I'm getting old), and dated until late July 2005. That's about 6.5 years for those or you who aren't good w/ numbers. And to add insult to injury he was cheating on me w/ his X that I really didn't care for. Even his father asked him "why he did it....asked if he couldn't do any better b/c when you cheat on your girl you are supposed to at least go for a girl that is a step up...not down!" But hey...believe me when I tell you that you may be able to find another girl that looks better than me....but it will be really hard to find another lady that will treat you as well as I do. I'm the old fashioned type......sorta. At least I am about as old fashioned as you will find in this day and time but still believe in equal respect, responsibility and all that jazz. It's also just as hard to find a good man in this day and time. The "good 'ole boys" no longer really exist. They have generally become the rednecks, drunks, and the redneck drunks. Sad to say but true. I am beginning to think that my oldest brother is the only real gentlemanly good 'ole boy left that is single, which is really sad.

For those of you who don't know me and haven't figured it out yet, I am a country girl. I grew up workin' in the fields in neighboring farms. My first vehicle was an old hand-me-down ford F150 that I still miss to this day. In HS I was voted most dramatic (b/c I love being on stage) and most southern...but they would only let you have one title and b/c I won most dramatic by a land slide and most southern by only 5 votes I took most dramatic. The girl who got most southern really deserved it more than I did (and that's is a compliment for those of you who are scowling). I am from a VERY SMALL rural town in south GA. So small and rural that the mail is still delivered according to the Route # and not by the street names. The town is about 3 miles from where I live and has no red lights, the railroad has been taken up, and the fire department is volunteer. The place that was once the grocery store, became a bar, then a church, and is now a second hand store of sorts. The city hall is still a place where the old men go and talk about the weather and play checkers. NO IT'S NOT MAYBERRY! This is GA...not NC. But I love it.

I have recently moved from South GA to the Athens area. Amazing what a huge change it's been. It's amazing to me the difference that 250 miles can make. The ppl here aren't as nice as they are back home. The little niceties are gone. For instance, if you hold a door open here the ppl seem to look at you like you either want something or in pure amazement. If you meet a persons eyes in the store and smile they think you strange and try to do everything to dodge your eyes like they are afraid you are out to steal their soul. I guess they are afraid of what one might see. Scary thought.

Although the differences are amazing I have thoroughly enjoyed living by myself for the first time. I don't have anyone to answer to and no one else's mess to clean by my own and I can get to that when I am good and ready w/o being nagged about it. So it's nice. I think the greatest thing that has happened in the last few months other than meeting new ppl, making new friend and such....is getting back in touch w/ my best friend, B., for HS after 5 years. I didn't realize how much I had missed her until I got back in touch w/ her. Things happened all those years ago that she became angry w/ me and didn't give me her new numbers and info...then when I tried to e-mail her circumstances prevented her from receiving those e-mails and finally after 5 years I was about to get one to go through to her and not some psycho controlling bastard. It was great. I had forgotten what it was like to have a friend that knew every intimate and embarrassing detail of things and that you could ask personal intimate embarrassing questions and share those personal intimate embarrassing things w/ and know it will remain between friends. I have had friends since then and a few that I consider to be really good friends and almost best friends but none as deep as the one that I had w/ B. Even after 5 years we spent 4 hours or so on the phone catching up and it was like nothing changed. (Good to have you back B.)

So now that you know a little about me and where I'm from you have a basis for judging my insanity from here on out I suppose. So until next time kiddies, be well, don't drink and drive, and always have shared a safe word that you aren't afraid to use should the situation get to hairy.

1 comment:

patience said...

"(Good to have your back B.)"

Good to be back, Captain.