Things I realized about myself recently:

1. I am not a cynic.

But somehow, this came as news to me.

I was reading over my friend Maria's blog, and realized this. Don't get me wrong, I love Maria. She's hilarious, and is the only one of my friends (at least now) that doesn't judge me when I choose to drink. In fact, we get drunk together on a fairly regular basis. She is also teaching me how to not be annoying. And when we first met I thought we had TONS in common - and we do. But we also have some pretty fundamental differences, one being I feel emotions, and frequently make poor decisions based on them. Maria is convinced she has no feelings, and laughs at (cringes, really) those who do, thus proving my point that Maria is a cynic. In every sense of the word. When you Google 'cynic' Maria is the number one result. At some point, I would have freaked out at realizing I am not a cynic, that is no longer the case. I've come to terms with the fact that I am fairly sentimental, and overemotional at times. And while I do poke fun at those who get hung up on small things, realizing that I'm one of them is a big step in the right direction, I think. And I'm going back and adding this other part that I cut out earlier, just because I like it. I came to this realization when I was reading through Maria's post about not wanting to get married. It made me question why I wanted to get married, and the answer was simple. Because I'm self-centered and want people to gawk at how beautiful I am and I want to look back at pictures and gawk at how beautiful I was. Simple as that.

2. I don't like having a roommate.

At the beginning of the year, my roommate did a good job of making herself scarce. I didn't mind this, but I also didn't know how to appreciate it - until she started sticking around more. Ironically, this was when she informed me that she was planning on transferring at semester. This wasn't necessarily a surprise to me. She never really made an effort to make friends or get involved with school activities. Hell, she practically lived at her boyfriend's house. And if she wasn't there, she was in our room, watching Netflix (with no headphones, I might add). Anyhoo. She told me she was transferring at semester, and I was absolutely thrilled at thought of having a single. And then, this week, she told me that she's actually NOT transferring.

Well, shit.

So now I'm looking into getting a single next semester.

3. I actually like having a boyfriend.

Well, not really a boyfriend. I like not being mentally tortured. I told Ryan when I broke up with him earlier this year that I was "going to date every guy in college and realize that they're all douchebags" but didn't really believe it. Now I do. The past couple months have been really hard on me man-wise. However, I'm moving on, and am actually over it. I've been telling myself that since things ended, but now I can actually say that it's true. I'm over it, and I've moved on. And it feels AWESOME, lemme tell ya.

And I realize #1 ends with me looking like a silly narcissistic girl, but what more would you expect from someone with their own blog? I think all bloggers are self-obsessed in a way. They think their thoughts are important enough to be posted on a public domain. Whether or not they really are is up to other people to decide.