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This is me in April

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This month….

I like: that things are starting to look up at my job, even though it’s slow going.

I don’t like: that the weather is still so cold!

I want you to know: that my birthday is in just over a month! (32 days to be exact!)

I’ve planned: a list of 96 in 1096, and I’m pretty excited to start it!

I want to say to someone special: I’m so glad you guys are back from snowbirding and can’t wait to see you this week! <3

Do you have any special plans for April?And did the Easter Bunny come to visit??

My first time

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No, not that first time, you pervs.

Yesterday I stumbled upon the question, “When was the last time you did something for the first time?” over on the Lululemon Community Site, and it really got me thinking.

When was the last time I did something for the first time? The first thing that sticks out is the first time I ever took a cab. That was back in the summer when a great friend of mine was in town for a visit. He insisted on taking a cab home, so the group of us did. I’d post a picture, but when I looked at it, I’m disgustingly drunk and have about 10 chins, not even joking. No one needs to see that.

But when was the first time I did something that really impacted my life? I guess going to the gym impacted my life in the way that I feel better about my body. That was in June. There has to be something more recent.

So here I am, sitting here, thinking over and over, “What have I done?” My honest answer? Nothing. I seem to have such a routine life at the moment that I haven’t done anything for the first time.

It’s a little depressing, but I’m planning on changing that. I’ve recently finished a list of 96 in 1096, similar to the popular 101 in 1001 lists, except in a “less is with more” way. Less things, more days, it’s perfect for my inner procrastinator; Keeping to that, I’m still going to start it on my birthday this year, like I had originally planned.

So in just over a month, expect a new era of cherry popping from me.

What have you done for the first time lately?

Too much of a good thing

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First off, I love my friends. No matter what, they’re always there for me.  I have some of the best girl friends that a person could ask for!

With that being said, I prefer to see my friends every once in a while rather than 3 or 4 times a week. I feel that you have more to talk about and the time is better spent catching up. Two of my best friends are a) Insanely busy with school and b) Lives 12 hours away. I have seen Friend A two or three times since the beginning of the year because she’s an amazingly dedicated student and put her heart and soul into her education, way more than I ever could! I accept that and know that when she has time, we’ll get together. Friend B, well, since she lives so far away and my schedule is crazy, it’s extremely hard to see each other, but when we do, we have the best laughs and times. Not seeing her for such a long period of time makes me appreciate our friendship more when we’re together.

Another friend, Friend C, I see all the time because she’s dating The Roommate. I used to see her every couple weeks or so for coffee dates, and that was fabulous. Now I see her at least 3 times a week and it gets to be a little much. When I’m with my friends I try to be pleasant so I’m not coming off as a bitch. I find myself trying to be pleasant when I don’t want to be. Seeing her more often has made me notice more things that irritate me about her, things that usually wouldn’t bother me because I don’t spend extended amounts of time with her.

I don’t know if I’m just being cranky, but I’m growing tired of seeing her here all. the. time. The Roommate won’t go to her house because she lives with her parents still. I’ve noticed I’m ignoring her more and not playing on our inside jokes anymore. It’s like she’s migrated from being my friend to my roommates girlfriend.

Maybe I’m just being selfish. I quite liked it just being Kyle, Roommate, and I. The other night we went to the UFC fights and she came along too, not because she  enjoys the UFC events, but because she was Roommate’s “arm candy.” She didn’t understand anything and didn’t enjoy the fights.

One day, while she was here, I just went to my room and watched a movie by myself, and it felt amazing. I know she’s not here to see me, so why should I be the one who entertains her while Roommate naps? (Yeah, NAPS) I shouldn’t have to keep her company, especially when I don’t feel like hanging out with anyone.

My question to you, my amazing blogging friends, Am I over reacting? I don’t to seem like a huge beotch, but when I have to be pleasant at both of my jobs, it’s nice to just be alone and not have to have a conversation at home.