Girlfriends

Do you ever feel there's a huge disconnect between you and everyone you're "supposed" to get along with? I don't have many girlfriends and I feel it's just as well because I'm surrounded by people who can't seem to think the same way I do.
Not that I want to be part of a homogenous clique by any means. I just have a hard time finding things in commons with girls that can't take a breath between telling me how many shots they had last night and how heading to the store fro more booze is the last hing they remember, or the girls who enroll in a school I would die to be able to afford and then drink through the entire event, flunk their classes and get kicked out. It seems no one wants to listen about jobs that can lead to lifelong careers, the politics of the school system, the professor I had freshman year who looked and sounded like a geeky Adam Sandler character or the Indie movie that made me sad for the children suffering in Africa. Granted it doesn't sound very appealing to me now that I'm sitting here writing this but it sure beats the hell out off "...and then I realize I'm making out with this totally random girl and I think, 'Well, why the hell not?' tee-hee...."
Have all the intelligent girls with any sense of dignity just disappeared? OR could it be that they've caved under the pressure and decided "if you can't beat them, join them"?
At any rate, I am blessed with the friends I've got and I wouldn't trade the handful of them for a houseful of bimbos at my next birthday.

Here goes nothin'

I am not your average twenty-something. You don't see my kind on MTV or fabulous sitcoms about women sleeping around. I am neither rich nor beautiful nor do I spend my time shopping, drinking, bar-hopping, or lounging by the pool. I do not so much as entertain the idea of spending any amount on Prada, Gucci or Louis Vatton.

I can declare proudly, "I am a loser!"

Actually, I'm more of a geek. Maybe the ugly girl in She's all That before the beautification process. I'm confident in my two-sizes too big jeans and little boys' collared shirts. I strut in my $25-at-Marshalls shoes (they are fabulous pumps!). I have worked in education since I was nineteen and continue to work my way up until I retire (I started as a substitute teacher's aid and will start teaching next year). I go to school full-time, love watching movies, reading, cooking and, as you can likely tell, I am a homebody (see the geek connection?).

Don't get me wrong; sitting around tanning, getting manicures and having everything handed to me on a silver platter sounds amazing. But those OC girls seem to have a complete lack of 1) common sense 2) connection to reality and 3) a single thought in their pretty little heads make me totally fine with being an outcast.

The things I discuss here may not be conventionally exciting (mainly because I can't turn water into wine) but I do hope they make you think, smile, and maybe feel a little less disconnected.

Cheers!