I'm a realist. I like to be blunt and I like it when people are blunt. I don't mean rude or unkind but straightforward and honest. One of the many reasons I was (and still am) so attracted to Andy is because he is very honest and he doesn't tell me things just to make me feel better (even though I've wanted him to at times.)
So I've been surfing on Myspace.com where one may locate old friends or classmates. I've contacted several and several have contacted me. Few reunions make me happy because I've noticed a trend in people my age. Most seem only to be concerned with being the sexiest (the women do this) or the coolest (the men do this) or the most fun-loving (all do this.) I know if they were to meet me in person today they would find me dull and probably snobbish. In fact, from conversing on myspace most are bored with me already. I'm not telling you this because I'm upset about not being cool. I'm upset because I feel sorry for the people who are killing their bodies and their souls. I'm telling you all now that you can't live fast and live well for long. Your health will most likely catch up to you. And I'm telling all the women something that my old pastor Jason told me: There will always be somebody prettier, smarter and better than you. In other words, it is worthless to try to be the top and it is better to just be satisfied with who you are and how you were made. And I don't understand women (not teenagers, but women) who want to be the sexiest. I only want to be sexy to my husband and I have no desire to entice any other man. For the sake of my younger readers I won't go further into this. I'm just sad for mankind. And if you're reading this and thinking that I'm self-righteous I assure you I am not. I have ugly parts just like everyone else. And I blog about them from time to time.