Read Between the Lines

Thurs, Dec 20

... Sometimes...... I throw pity parties

So my Christmas shopping is officially... almost done. I just have to get presents for Laura and my brother. But at least I have most of it done, which is a good thing. :o)

I don't have a lot to say. I'm in a weird mood. I'm pms-y, and I'm on an emotional roller coaster today. I've hit every emotional level, and quite frankly, I just want to throw myself a pity party for a little while. Not that things are awful, because they're not. They're great fun. Life is honestly going really well, and I'm really happy about it. I'm so good with the way things are going. A little frustrated at times. Okay, a lot frustrated. But if I'm really honest, things are going well.

It's just that sometimes "well" isn't good enough. Sometimes, I want "spectacular," or "amazing," or "rewarding," or "phenomenal," or "romantic," or "thrilling." That's not what life is about, though. Life is more often than not about "challenging," and "stretching," and "sacrifice," and "doubt," and "wondering," and "frustration," and sometimes even "agonizing." That's okay, though. What was the line? "Without the sour, the sweet doesn't seem nearly as sweet." Something along those lines.

So the sweet is incredibly sweet, and the pms-y days make the rest of it all exaggerated.

A guy once asked me what kinds of emotions girls go through when they're pms-ing. I told him that basically, every emotion we'd normally feel is intensified x100. If we'd be a little sad, we're devastated. Or if we're happy, we're giddy. Or if we we're upset, we're livid. You know. Just in case any of those guys reading this were wondering.
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posted at 11:58 p.m.

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