Why I love ice cream...

As I sit here indulging in a box of Breyer's 1/2 Calorie Ice Cream (only 70 calories per serving, and it's really not that bad), I realize how much I hate getting old. Never in my life until I turned 18 did I ever have to watch what I eat, and as the stress in my life has increased proportionally with my age, I realize that my love for ice cream has also increased as I find it to be a cumbersome remedy. How I long for simpler days.....

Me and the roomies are going to New York next Monday and I'm oober-excited. In planning the trip, however, my stress levels have peaked and I have found myself wishing that a more knowledgeable grown up would just do the job for me. While they are at it, they can pay for it too. Unfortunately, I am that grown up which means that I've had to tweak my brain and remember where things are in NYC and in the midst of planning the trip, I have gone broke. Last time I was in New York, my dad paid a lot of money to just hire an escort service to be our bitch for the day. In light of all of this, I've decided that in the future, I'm going to count on being rich so that I can hire a travel agent and a limo driver to accommodate my every need. That way I won't need to know the difference between the A train and the D train or figure out how long it's going to take me to get from point A to point B. I'll just snap my fingers put $20 in Frederick's hand, and yell at him to get me there ASAP. Wishful thinking anyways....

On top of all this planning, I've been trying to understand guys. Dean told me a long time ago that I needed to read the book, "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus." At the time, when I was much younger and life was more like vanilla or chocolate instead of rocky road, I didn't feel the need to understand the differences between the two sexes. As situations get more and more complicated and as I get older and older, I think it might be time to indulge in wisdom of that sort. Either way, trying to make someone understand how I feel in an effort to simultaneous understand how they feel has ultimately turned my brain to mush as it has been overwhelmed with confusion and misunderstanding. More than anything, it confirms my convictions as posted earlier. I'm not ready to seek that understanding because I'm still trying to understand and find myself. I've got enough on my lap right now, why overwhelm myself anymore?

Ok my ice cream box is empty (don't judge me, it wasn't that full anyways!) I guess I should go to bed and dream of a time where things are much simpler. Of course, they could probably be that way now if people like me didn't make the world complicated, right? Don't blame me for having estrogen and a vagina, haha!

Love you guys....::muah::

"Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for toworrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough troubles of its own."
~Matthew 6:34