1. Moments that make a best friendship. (made me smile inside. I'm blessed.)
"Staying up all night. -What best friendship is complete without at least one night that doesn’t end until you look around and blearily realize that the birds are up, the mail is being delivered, and somehow the universe has continued to exist and bustle around even without your participation? Whether narrowly avoiding arrest, hitting three parties in one evening (if only for the free food), or simply talking about everything you need to get off your chest, nights spent up with best friends are the emotional equivalent of a spa day."
2. 15 signs you're growing up. (Can this article be any more true?)
"When spontaneous adventures are discussed, you enthusiastically agree to be a part of them… then the overthinking, play-it-safe feelings finagle their way into your brain, taming your wild desires. Typically the end result is you backing out, and doing something peaceful like wine and Netflix."
And not have to wear high heels.
What would that be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit."
4. 17 ways to relieve stress. (Actually, it's more like ways to prevent stress. But bull's eye nevertheless. Mine's getting way out of hand. Time to get a grip.)
"Don’t invest too many feelings in reality television contests. Whether it’s Survivor, Big Brother, Amazing Race or one of those “finding love” competitions (e.g. The Bachelor) — avoid developing a strong liking for the contestants. Eventually you’ll find yourself entirely devoted to the show, scheduling your day around its new episodes and caring immensely who is eliminated."
5. What's your type? (Remember that moment when you read an incredibly relatable piece of writing and wish you wrote it yourself? Well, here we go.)
What I really want to say is not the name of an actor I find attractive, but the name of a movie, book or song I really like, and hope that this hypothetical guy would like it too. I’d like to tell her that I want someone who would be okay with a comfortable silence in the instance we ran out of things to talk about, instead of forcing me to participate in meaningless small-talk. I’d like him to be optimistic, someone who genuinely believes there is more good than bad in the world, but won’t drive me crazy with inane pep-talks when I’m in the mood to be cynical. I want him to know how to tease me and tell me the truth without hurting my feelings. I want him to tell me when he likes what I’m wearing, as I’ve probably changed my clothes six times trying to decide what he’d like best. I want him to laugh when I spill my drink or slur my speech because I’ve had a bit too much alcohol, as I can judge myself enough for both of us. He wouldn’t be perfect, of course — maybe he’d tell stupid jokes or he’d always be late, but I’d put up with him because he puts up with me. He’d like my friends and I’d like his and we’d spend lots of time at bars and clubs with them, but I’d know he’d also be content to hang on the couch with just me, watching re-runs of a 90s sitcom together.
Bonus: And this... This is just special. (A film as metaphor for a girl. Brilliant)
He always had a girlfriend, always, he had four or seven or ten of them during that six months and I could never, ever understand why one of them wasn’t me, like I was in the queue behind all of the classics, all of the blockbusters, I was that film someone recommended that you weren’t really sure you wanted to watch in the first place, that film that had no critical reviews and no stars. I have always been that film.
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