So, before you begin to worry that "My Blog has a first name..." is about to turn into the next Diary of a Mad Brown Woman, I am here to ease those fears. I was in a weird mood Sunday night and needed to vent.
One thing good that did come from that post, aside from a chuckle or two - is the fact that I was able to embrace a part of my old self. You see, back in my teens and early adulthood I was a pretty cynical chick. I was cynical and everyone knew it. I even had a college prof call me out on it. Not one of my better moments, but there you have it. Anyway, I held onto that attitude for about 4 years, but by the time I was 20-21, I had let it go.
Sure, occasionally (like Sunday) it rears its ugly head. And sometimes I feel guilty or sorry for any of my actions/words during one of my moments of pissed-offness (yeah, I said pissed-offness!). This, however is not one of those times.
We will just chalk up this last post to a shrewd opinion on a delicate situation that has come and gone. Besides, I'm 27 now, and I have better shit to talk about.
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