Being a twenty-something is weird.

Read the blog that I posted before this...its pretty comical and completely accurate to my life. My anxiety level is definitely out of the roof...anyone that knows me very well would label me as a bit neurotic.. I tend to overanalyze everything and worry constantly. I have tried to change that as I have matured...although I think it has only gotten worse with age, instead of the reverse. As I sit here blogging (on a Friday night mind you..yes I am THAT cool tonight) I am already overanalyzing this blog. The other thing about that blog that made me laugh is the part where we change our minds...on ourselves....i'm never drinking again and then two days later we're off to the next party with our friends. That is exactly true even though every morning you wake up after a long night of drinking you tell yourself you will never put your body through that again...only to turn around and do it again a week later. On dating...one minute you're totally into someone and the next you find someone that totally annoys you. I don't date first of all. I get awkward around boys. I like to think I just spend time with boys. I also tend to run away from anyone that likes me. I am not sure why I do this, it is an awful habit that I have developed because I am probably running away from potentially amazing opportunities. I get all nervous and weird when it comes to commitment...which is kind of ironic considering I was in a relationship with someone FOREVER (or it felt like). So instead I just hang out with people until they get too mushy and awkward and then I run away (so beware). Maybe someday I will find the person that makes me want to stay. Talk about sex more than having it..that's funny and probably true. Again with dating...you have to put yourself out there which could lead to rejection...etc and who wants to deal with awkward oh my god is it okay conversation anyways. Not saying it's not worth it...just that we can't all be like Chelsea Handler and write a book about our horizonal life and make it okay. :) Or be an ass like Tucker Max and really not give a shit about anything (which would be nice sometimes...hey?). OH P.S. I did learn how to take this blog off of my twitter in case any of my BFF's were wondering...so no randos will know too much about me!! In other news...my life is still a bit of a mess. I dropped my keys down the elevator shaft after doing a 5 K for work so I had to wait for someone to come dig them out of the scary basement elevator part. My phone broke a couple days after that so I had to get a new one. I got another parking ticket (go figure). I don't really flinch anymore when things like this happen...I figure that for all the bad (or negative luck) that I have...there HAS to be something amazing coming my way...right? RIGHT? Well hey on the bright side...I don't live above Nana in a one bedroom in bunk beds with three people and a cat anymore!!