Feeling special...

After some time not feeling real great about myself (I'm always confident, but sometimes it wavers), two friends today have decided to show me how very wrong I was. My friend Andy started it out with telling me how I have the personality that gravitates attention when I enter a room. He then tells me how adorable I am and basically how I'm worth finding someone amazing. Then John decides to tell me how he would rather never drink again than lose my friendship. And how I am 95% of the reason he realized he needs to change his behavior. I definitely teared up... It was legit. Certainly helped me see that I'm cared about :) Also watched some feelgood movies. Dane Cook and Blazing Saddles. I had forgotten how funny Blazing Saddles is. "Hey, where the white women at?!" FAVORITE!! Alright. Time for sleep.

I love when I answer my own questions.

I was going to use the question "Why are they called wisdom teeth?" for the title to this blog, because I recently got my out and my jaw is bothering me. Then I answered "Because we get them while we're adults and presumably have more wisdom." I don't know jackshit. I am perfectly willing to admit this. What I don't know, I can't say. I worry (briefly, I'm not much of a worrier) how I'm going to pay a mortgage, take care of kids, actually get up in the morning for a regular job. Usually that's followed by "well, if the dumb adults I see everyday can do it, then damn, I'll be just fine." I guess I feel sometimes that by not having a job, I only have a certain amount of control over my life. I feel like I'm mooching off my parents sometimes. I know that if they didn't want to pay for my college, my gas etc they wouldn't do it. Damn, I have some pretty fantastic parents. I don't know how I can "repay" them. I put that in quotations because there's no way I'd be able to pay them back any monetary value. I guess my success is a form of gratification to them... that I'm not just screwing around, goofing off. Well, I do a certain amount of that too. OOH! I wanted to write this down somewhere, and this is probably the best place to do it.

Qualities of My Perfect Man (so far and in no particular order)
-Great sarcastic sense of humor
-Intelligent (goes along with the humor, you need intelligence to get my sense of humor)
-Sports fanatic (no fantasy though, got my fill of that with Andrew)
-Tall (I like feeling short too sometimes)
-Not controlling, nor too opinionated (Andrew would give me so much shit if I was doing things a different way)
-Stable background (How do I keep finding these guys with screwed up families?)
-Fit (again, not so into it he has time for no one else. I like balance)
-Super Hot (I'm still young :D)
-Family oriented
-Wants to stay in Florida (gotta stay around the family)

I hope I'm not being too picky :)