Britney Spears is making a comeback. It's official. If you have seen any of the photos, ads, or interviews surrounding her upcoming album, entitled "Circus" then you know good and well that she is doing it right this time. She got in shape. She appeared naked in the womanizer video to prove it and she is not saying stupid shit while being televised.
I am happy for her. She was born THE DAY before me. So just know that the day that her Circus album drops is the DAY BEFORE my birthday!
I will be 27 years old and I cannot wait to be another year older. Wiser? That is yet to be seen. But at least numerically I am increasing with age. It is tough making the final decision about whether or not you have matured or aged appropriately. I can look at some of my best friends around me and see that OBVIOUSLY time is not taking a toll on them. So it makes me question myself. I sometimes feel more mature than the people that are around me. But is it because I am conceited? Is it because I take time out to think about the difference in me and them?
Who the fuck knows. More importantly, who cares? I keep using them to learn from my own mistakes. It is easy to see your friends make mistakes and get caught up in a situation that you, yourself have experienced. The easy part is telling them what to do. The hard part is to do it right the next time you fuck up and fall into the same pattern all over again.
I told a friend tonight that they had expectations that were too high. This frustrated my friend. I could tell. We have known each other long enough for me to know everything that sets their nerves aflame. I know that this friend knows the same buttons to push for me also. I know, because they did it to me when I called them on Sunday to talk about a guy.
"You are over analyzing it" they said to me.
It was exactly what I needed to get under my skin. The reason it was so obnoxious was because it was true. But this friend knows that I over analyze everything. It is what I do. It is also why this friend calls me when they need help figuring out a situation.
It is also why I blog.
And why you keep reading them.
It made me mad that they called me out. I know that they knew it made me mad. Like I said, we have known each other for ever. It made me mad because it is what I do. Over analyze. It is what I know how to do.
I don't know how to feel my way through it. I don't know how to go with the flow. I need a plan. Structure. I want a timeline and I want to know what to expect.
I guess that is where my biggest problems lie because in this life, you may never know what to expect. Ever.
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