UP2D8.

I don't even know where it came from, but I got an incredible urge to listen to *NSYNC today. 

Yesterday it was Hilary Duff.

Tomorrow it'll probably be Spice Girls since Daniel's getting that stuck in my head lol.

Today marked the end of my Fall 2010 semester. 

Two words to describe this semester would be: life changing. 

Who knew quiet little Blakey could turn into such a loud, obnoxious, sometimes overly annoying, openly homosexual party goer? I know I didn't expect it. 

This happen in funny ways, though. My decision to spend $3,100 to get into the dorms was the best decision of my life. You can't put a price on the lessons I've learned, the friends I've made (and met back up with), and the experiences I've had. 

Each journey has it's struggles, and I've had my share in these few months, but I wouldn't change it for the world. 

The main struggles have been confronting emotions. Anyone who knows me knows I'm a bit of a bitch, and tend to be a bit of a pessimist. This causes quite a few problems amongst my friends, since none of them deal with BS well. Good thing, too, 'cause I be needin' people to whip me into shape. 

We won't go into the other side, haha. 

TKO last Friday was awesome. India and Lisa always talked about how ballin' the Box was, and it did not disappoint. India and I found a girl named Kelsea outside, and she just flattered the both of us, haha. I love intoxicated people! They're so fun. Then Daniel came along, and showed me up as the ultra-fabulously-beautiful gay man that she was calling me. Rude! I can't wait to do it again next month. :D

This kind of sums up the night.

Kayla's birthday was Saturday, and we went to her friend Tyler's house to have some funnn. It was super fun, but we had to leave early because Kayla's boyfriend has a crappy sense of humor and Dean got pissed off. 

I've never eaten Krystal's so fast in my life, haha. 

 Mmm. So that's kind of a garbled summarization of this terrible but amazing semester and this past week's events. 

The little things

That's always been such a classic saying.

"Enjoy the little things"

It's true. Some people strive for money and materials for happiness, some for companionship, others for physical needs. Sex, surgery, skin tone, shape. But, for me, just being around the people I love is enough. Sure, my friends aren't exactly normal. No, we're not like everyone else. Yes, we like who we are. 

Who knew you could have so much fun simply spending 3 hours in walmart on a Friday night? Spending 30 minutes trying to figure out which shades look better on Lisa, falling asleep on a box of canned juice, using the display laptops to take seductive pictures for the next viewer to discover, finding a spongebob ski mask. That's what the little things are. 

I could have gone to bayfest and I probably could have found someone to buy alcohol had I wanted it. I could have gotten completely hammered and done something I wouldn't remember the next day. I could have drunk dialed someone and begged them to come back, but I didn't need to. The little things in life are sufficient for me. 

God is my foundation, my friends are the building, and the little things are my furnishing. I don't need alcohol to have a good time. I don't need to hook up with people to make me feel better about myself. I'm just having fun being me. 

Does doing these things make me think differently about a person? No. If it did, I wouldn't have very many friends. Each person has their own prerogative and their own agenda, and I firmly believe I am in no position to attempt to alter someone else's. 

But. Sometimes people cross paths in a bit of a negative way. A bump in the proverbial road of life. What happens when you come to a pothole or a speed bump while you're on the road? You either:

A. Avoid it

B. Bulldoze over it

C. Stop and turn around

D. Some twisted form of all the above

I would choose A. Not to make the situation an elephant in the room and to ignore it. Address it, confront it, ease it, let it go. That's my philosophy. What does holding a grudge do for anyone? 

Grudge -

–noun

1.

a feeling of ill will or resentment: to hold a grudge against aformer opponent.

–adjective

2.

done, arranged, etc., in order to settle a grudge: The middleweight fight was said to be a grudge match.

–verb (used with object)

3.

to give or permit with reluctance; submit to unwillingly: The other team grudged us every point we scored.

4.

to resent the good fortune of (another); begrudge.

–verb (used without object)

5.

Obsolete . to feel dissatisfaction or ill will.

Grudges do nobody good. It doesn't make the holder feel better, and it doesn't do anything for the enticer. 

In short, what I'm saying is:

Get over it people, I love all of you(you know who you are.). Everyone just shake hands and wave your white flags. This entire thing is stupid. Nobody is getting anything out of it. 

That was a total unexpected turn in this little post. I don't know where it came from really. My little fingers just move wherever my mind wants them to.