The House that Built Me

I woke up this morning in one of the best moods I have been in, in a very long time. It is probably due to hanging out with an awesome guy the previous night. Sometimes, I love just laughing so hard that you can no longer feel your abs and you keep laughing because you simply like seeing other people smile. It reminds me of growing up, when Dad would come in the living room and start tickling one of my sisters. We would all gang up on him, but he somehow managed to pin us all down and tickle the heck out of each of us. He would keep doing this until Mom yelled at him for getting us wound up. It's funny how something so simple, can bring back such a great memory.

I was listening to Miranda Lambert's new song, "The House that Built Me." http://popup.lala.com/popup/504684678139758569 If you haven't heard the song, just highlight the previous hyperlink, and copy it into another webpage. It is life changing! Even though, my family hasn't moved out of the house I lived in for three-fourths of my life, every time I go home memories flood my mind. I hope that I will be able to take them everywhere I go. That was one of the hardest things about college to begin with. Maybe I am just sentimental about everything, but when I go home I cherish every little thing. It can be as simple as feeding the dogs to riding on the four-wheeler with my uncle to eating dinner with the family at the kitchen table.

Wish everyday could be so simple.

Does he exist? Or am I asking for too much?

Well, well...here starts a new chapter in my life. The part in my life when I decide to share my diary with the world. I often feel like my life could be a great lifetime movie. The ones that are a mixture of a comedy, action, chick flick, and one of those romances that seems so up and down you don't know whether to cry or smile. Does anyone else feel like that?

I know I can't be the only one, but when all of your best friends have wonderful relationships, it gets to be a challenge to just keep a smile on for them. I guess I was just spoiled when I had my long-term relationship. I miss it but then again I love living the single life. Where is the best of both worlds? Recently, I gave up thinking about my former boyfriend. It actually wasn't near as hard as I thought it would be, but then he texted me randomly and of course was really nice. I don't feel anything anymore, I just question if we can ever really be friends again like we used to be.

I have been looking forward to meeting that nice guy, who doesn't act like he is the greatest in the world. I would definitely rather have that guy with less confidence and a better personality, than that hot guy who has zero substance...I just don't know when that guy will come around.

Anybody else in this boat?