Sunday, June 10, 2012

The Falkland Islands belong to Britain...and I want them back

The longer I look, the harder I laugh.

I just can't stop laughing. 
It's gets more and more hilarious by the second--
by the day.

Also, this weekend I've been sick, so for the better part of yesterday and today I've bummed around in my scrubs on my couch watching movies. Finding Nemo and Legally Blonde were on TV so I watched those, and I Redboxed Haywire, Gone, and The Iron Lady (I've been to the kiosk at 7-Eleven 4 times in less than 36 hours for 3 movies. I almost went back for a 4th). Finding Nemo and Legally Blonde I've seen a million times. I LOVE Legally Blonde and Reese Witherspoon. Haywire was not up to par, it was just alright. Gone was most excellent. I did just want a little more clarification and closure at the end though. And The Iron Lady was SUPER interesting. I really, really enjoyed it.

So anyway, I spent most of my weekend by myself and it's been so nice. I went out Friday with a few girls from my freshman floor and it was a fun reunion; Saturday I went out to lunch and stopped by a friends apartment; and I had dinner with friends tonight. But for the most part it's just been me and a movie. The being sick sucks, but sitting around not answering to anything or anyone and just being by myself most of the day has been quite refreshing and pleasant. I simply love watching movies. And I forgot how much I enjoy watching them by myself.

(the title? a margaret thatcher quote from the iron lady; it was awesome)

Nobody tosses a dwarf

While, this did make me laugh today...

I wanted to write some satirical rant about something that annoys me, but my humor has left me for the time being.

Here's the thing. How long and how many times have I been the bigger person? Have I bent over backwards? Have buried my anger and hurt and apologized? Have I had to be the one groveling back? Have I caved? Have I lost? Have I forgiven? The answer, my entire life.

Siblings. Friends. Relationships. Roommates. Parents. Co-workers.

Sometimes I breakdown and put a stop to it; but really, it usually ends badly that way too.

I wish I could say I was changing my ways; no more will I be made to feel this way. But no, that's who I am. I'm a people pleaser I guess I've discovered. I don't walk away. I fight for the things I care about, even if it's hard or futile. I am sorry. I will forgive. Sometimes it's tiring. Sometimes it's worth it.

And sometimes it sucks.