I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am. ~ Sylvia Plath

LIFE LESSONS

o.k so I think I’ve been taught some lessons over the last few weeks, knowledge that I feel should be imparted to my fellow bloggers: 

Mates before dates, bros before hoes, chicks before dicks ect ect

So, as much as what your friends have to say may be rude, unnecessary, cruel and exactly what you don’t want to hear, actually....

lets do one of those out of body things:

sit down or lay in a comfortable place and close your eyes...........

*soothing music* 

yessss thats the way

now, imagine your soul or whatever you believe to be residing in you body and envision it floating out of your body and into the sky

look at your situation from outside you body

see all the people involved

yourself

their actions

your actions 

what is said

what is done

and see that even though you want to take your friends put them in a large cage and suspend them over a large bubbling pot of sewage they may just be right.

Consider that these people see what you can only see through creepy meditation techniques and that maybe their ability to tell you things that only they can is what makes them your friends in the first place.

As well as this, men and/or women (depending on your sexual orientation) 

 will come and go but friends will stay....willingly.....and in the mean time get Masters in “(insert your name here)’s relationships” They will see your patterns, your type, your crushes and your whims. So when they say something, its more like an educated guess from years of study, practical work, assignments, group projects all adding up to one ENORMOUS thesis that makes them know you better than you know yourself.

So, even though, maybe its not what you want to hear or makes you want to cry yourself to sleep for the next 20 years MAYBE, JUST MAYBE its true.

Everything is easier in foresight

OOHHHHHH! how freak’n easy is it to say

“I didn’t know what I thinking”

or 

“I was over reacting”

But at that time 

IT WAS THE BIGGEST DEAL OF THAT MOMENT IN YOUR LIFE!!

And trivialising it is undervaluing to yourself.

I’am valuable

It’s easy to make it all about someone else sometimes, giving them all time to figure things out, waiting for a call ect ect

But you know what?

~Even though I’m not PARTICULARLY ATTRACTIVE
~Iam fat -ISH

~I have COMMITMENT ISSUES

~I eat CEREAL for LUNCH (and dinner if i’m home alone)

~On my days off I play THE BEATLES and LED ZEPPIN over the loud speakers and air guitar like a pro

~I WHISTLE and SKIP and HUM

~I love TAROT CARDS and I read my HOROSCOPE 

(whether i believe them is a different story)

~I SING ALOUD to songs on my I-POD

~and I’am currently in possession of a ONE WAY TICKET to France for August next year

That doesn’t mean I don’t deserve to be CHACED and WOOED and MADE TO FEEL BEAUTIFUL and BE ADMIRED and CHERISHED and LAUGHED WITH. 

I realised that being LED ON or not given ALL THOSE THINGS is not o.k.

Set the lone socks free!!

In my room I have a bag of lone socks. Its a massive bag. I have NO IDEA where their pairs have gone but at the moment i have at least 30 single socks.

SO, laugh at me if you will, but I can’t chuck them out; I feel as if these socks are an analogy for my life and if I throw them out I’m just helping society fuel stereotypes against single people. What is wrong with odd socks? 

I keep my unpaired socks not out of pity, or cheapness (i CAN AFFORD socks if I WANTED TOO!! jesus....) but out of single peoples solidarity ........ 

some people burn bras I wear odd socks.

To sign off -

It doesn’t matter how great a guy is I’M A GREAT GIRL TOO! and I will wear my odd socks with pride and I have great taste in music and some great friends who have valuable advice.... will i listen to it next time? probably not.....

Love, peace, happiness always

Bridie

xoxoxo