are you sure?

The weekend decided to set its own pace for me this time. So I just kind of went with it. Unpacking has been kind of difficult and now I have even more mixed feelings about moving away. GREAT. Saturday seemed to fly by a million miles a minute. Like a space craft traveling at light speeds I went from dingy clubs, to warehouses, to hitting asphalt, to dancing with strangers in an even stranger place. Rehashing the evening on Sunday morning, and many other evenings I realize I really have become a big bully. I guess instead of being quiet on being pissed off or disappointed with the actions of my peers, I just let them have it. Aggressively corralling them into a behavior that I can much more easily control.

But, every time I try to drop the big bad tough girl act some other asshole wedges their way in. I guess I'm just worried that all the bullying noticeable or not is going to catch up with me. Maybe I'll meet a bigger bully...(doubtful), or maybe I'll get lumped into that adult child category. Whichever comes first, its making me really anxious to see the bigger picture.

So a much needed beer and a game of pool at my favorite neighborhood hick bar with a good friend should sort things out. I just need to step out of myself and see if I am balanced or not.

tell me something i don't know.

I've decided to start keeping track of my (non)epic life. Being a tom boy is one thing, but making the transformation into a full grown women can be difficult. It's even more of a daunting task, when you are surrounded by men and boys. I'm trying to find a balance, let's just see how far I'll get.