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25 de enero del 2001
I was reading this (go to current) and thinking to myself, that sounds just like me! It also reminded me of my bestest friend Bets (say that three times super fast) and how she's always, always, since the beginning of time, since the days of blue eye shadow, feathered hair, and lip gloss, since way back when you'd catch people listening to Vanilla Ice, yeah since then she's always said she has no time or room in her life for a relationship. None, zip, zilch, nada. Well lo and behold it's happened! Not only did Dubya get elected President of the United States of America, the one and only Miss Bettyboop has admitted the following (and I'll quote her for future reference):
"ok, my new thing.... ready? sitting down? drink that water, don't want you
spitting it out... ok... I'm ready for romance.
Yes, I'm ready for love.
I'm ready for a boyfriend. I'm ready to commit. I'm ready to be crazy
about someone and someone crazy about me. I'm ready. I'm ready to make the
time for him, and I'm ready to spend my weekends with him. I'm ready!
How's that? I don't know what has gotten into me, but I am ready. I'm
ready for more than just physical gratification, I want intimacy and
butterflies, and blockbuster nights on his real ugly couch.
I've been thinking about the only guy i ever had that with lately (he's
married now) and how I want that feeling again so badly. I want to wake up
next to someone and smile of happiness, taste his scent, tickle him with my
nose, as opposed to waking up wondering what time I need to bolt out of his
place. I want to meet his parents. I want to bring him to our "Survivor"
weekly parties. I want him to take me to dinner in SF, I want him to
hike Mission Peak with me. I want to tell him how much I hate his cat, and
I want him to still love his cat.
I just don't want, however, to be such a sappy, hopeless romantic right now.
Perhaps I had to much "chocolat"
I just want to meet "him" and love. Oh
why can't I find him, I need some genuine affection so much right now. I'm
craving it like a fine piece of chocolate, like that lemon supreme cheesecake from Cocos.
Go ahead say it: you are freakin' me out!"
To which I replied: "You are freakin' me out!" with triple exclamation points. I love that she wrote that so quickly. I can picture her at her 'puter zeolously typing away trying to express everything she's feeling, wanting me to capture the mood she's in, her new found feelings. I did! I've read it over and over. I felt a slight twinge when I read this sentence though, "I want to wake up next to someone and smile of happiness, taste his scent, tickle him with my nose, as opposed to waking up wondering what time I need to bolt out of his place." *sigh* That's me right there the only difference being he's the one that bolts, not me. Yes, it's what I want right now, but maybe I want more. Maybe. Anyway, I've always tried to figure out why she'd say "I have no time for that right now. I'm not ready. I have too many things happening. It's not the right time in my life" The list goes on. Yet I knew, deep down, that maybe it was just fear of admitting it. The fear is gone! Yyyeeeaaaahhhh!!! We're living in a PowerPuffGirl era. In the age of teen Britney's & Christina's with 'I am woman hear me roar' attitudes. We're listening to pop culture princess' raving about "all the woman independent" and feeling their power. Where am I going with this? I don't know, I was too busy trying to imitate Jennifer's Lopez' dance steps.... my point is that I'm happy, so so happy Bets finally admitted that she does want love in her life and that no matter how busy and frantic it already is there's always time para amar. Tienes todo el tiempo del mundo niña. *wink*
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