Tuesday, February 27, 2007

How Sweet...




Anyone that knows me knows I'm a huge sports fan. They also know that I'm a huge Ohio State fan. I have been since I was very little and I remember watching an OSU football game on my little 13" black and white tv with rabbit ears. Yes, I'm still trying to get over the national championship game (please no comments about that b/c I've heard them all). Well, Sunday I was lucky enough to be one of the 20,000+ people to attend the OSU/Wisconsin game. One word...unbelieveable! Congrats Buckeyes! A school that had a football team with a number one ranking all season and an outright Big Ten title, a women's basketball team with its third consecutive Big Ten title and now a men's basketball team with its second straight Big Ten title. Let's just say I'm proud to be a buckeye!!!

Monday, February 26, 2007

Downer of a Day

I know they call it the Mondays, but I really felt it today. I was okay when I got to work, but then it just hit me. I didn't want to be there. I have no idea what it was. Was it just doing the same thing day in and day out? Am I really that sick of my job? I'm only 27. How do people do this until they are 65?!?! Maybe it is the fact that I feel like some of the people I work with are just absolute idiots. Now it's not my direct co-workers, it's more like people in higher places. See the morale where I work has hit an all-time low and I don't know how this doesn't go unnoticed by those that we have to answer to. I have never had so many "bitch" sessions at work for they entire time I've been there (which exceeds 6 years) than I have had in the past few weeks.

Yesterday, I was talking to my roommate and she told me that she asked her boyfriend if he had any single friends to hook me up with. He replied with "she is pretty enough that she doesn't need our help...she'll find someone." Now I hope he actually meant this and just wasn't covering up the fact that if he had any single guy friends, they would not want to go out with me. See, this is my problem! I believe they call it self-confidence and I think I have lacked this my entire life. For some reason, I have a really hard time taking someone's compliment seriously. And I have to say that my confidence has been a little low in the past few months. I found myself responding to my roommate's comment with "I'm not sure I want to meet someone." That is the truth. I do believe I'm very independent. Maybe it's b/c I'm not one of those girls who has always had a boyfriend, in fact, I have never really had one...at least not for long. Like the title, I have always been one of the guys. Maybe I am just that independent b/c I'm actually not used to having someone of the opposite sex around me all of the time. I like doing my "single stuff." Now, I'm not saying that those who do have boyfriends are not independent. I'm just used to doing a lot of things all by myself.

All I know is I definitely need a boost in the confidence department.

Friday, February 23, 2007

Where is he?

So this is my first blog and I hope I do it justice. You might be wondering why the title of "Always One of the Guys". Well, that is what I have always been referred to as from the majority of guys that I meet. Now, I still to this day have not figured out if this is a good or bad thing. So if anyone out there has an answer, please share. You might have the answer that most of us girls are looking for. I'm on the verge of turning 28. Everyone tells me that I'm still "so young". And make fun of me all you want but I feel old. Is it b/c I'm still single? Is it b/c I don't have any children? I don't own a home? Why? Everyone tells me that I'm young and don't worry b/c I just havent' found the right one yet. But what if the "right one" has already passed me by? A part of me already think this has happened and it is my own fault. A friend did tell me that if that is the case, he will come back around again b/c God wants us happy. God sure does like that whole "patience is a virtue" thing. I will meet a guy and something in me will just trigger me to be attracted to him. And it begins...I become absolutely pathetic around him. I wasted about 4 years on one guy through college. Now I'm not saying I dated him for 4 years, I just focused a lot of things in my life around him. He cut me loose and I don't blame him. Now I haven't talked or seen him in about 4 years and that is fine. I have heard things about him and how he lives his life and I know now that the best thing that could've happened to me is him cutting me off. I'll thank him in another life for that. But now for that last few years, it has happened again. I met a guy that I just genuinely enjoy being around. I can't seem to keep my mind off of him. All of my friends dislike him. My best friend, and I quote, "fucking hates him". I don't blame her one bit. If I saw a guy treating her like that, I'd fucking hate him too. But why is it that I can't get him out of my head? He has never at any point treated me the way I should be treated, and I know this! I was asked one day to think about the pros and cons about him.

Cons...too many to list here.

Pros....thinking....thinking....still thinking.

Yep, nothing. Absolutely nothing. And don't give me the whole assholes always get the girls, but maybe that is the situation here. I'm smart, pretty, successful, prefer sporting events over chick flicks and what you see is what you get...but I guess that is actually TOO much in this world. After talking to a few of my guy friends (that consider me one of the guys), I have come to realize that being really young, either still in school or no career is what guys my age are looking for. Mostly b/c they don't want to get married and they like having their "options". Options i.e. if they see something better they like, they have a chance. And from my understanding, the young ones don't want to get married and they are playing the whole "options" game as well.

Now, for those guys that are reading this, I know that this is a common problem with girls and trying to understand guys. And you are probably wondering why we try to figure you out. And you are probably finishing your sentence with "women are difficult". And we are! Perhaps this is just a desperate cry for guys to tell us what they want. The floor is open boys!!!