So keep in mind, it is now a Friday, I have read an unimaginable amount of political articles for school this week, and I am I emotionally and socially bored. In addition, I have had more than a couple of glasses of wine. yes, wine! This Texas girl has gradually tested the waters of wine although I have not forgotten the love of a good amber beer! Rest assured my friends (maybe stalker online friends), that my love for beer will withstand the test of time!!!
In an update, I am writing this missing home. Strange to say because my life back home wasn't much to write home about. I realize the humor in that statement, but stay with me. I came here with a new outlook, new attitude, but ultimately, with the same person... myself. How can I possibly change? I am not making new friends, living life to the fullest, or making my husband any happier. He is happy with a garage, some beer, and that meals magically appears everyday.
I feel selfish at times, that I long for more than just "ok". I want craziness. The stuff you think about doing, and DO IT! The things that you think is funny, laugh out loud to yourself, then someone asks "what's so funny?" and you would normally say "nothing", but instead eject, "it would be awesome if we tried..."
And believe me, I have tried to just say it, but it is always followed by a soft giggle and "your silly". What I find ironic is the same people that make that response to me would go insane if someone else said it. I feel like I can expect no more excitement in my life. I mean, I moved over 10 hours away from EVERYTHING and EVERYTHING I know in the whole world. Why do I feel like the same 14 year old girl stuck in her bedroom blocked off from the world? The only thing new I have seen since I have been here is the Army post, another walmart (and really, its like they are all identical), and a rock painted like a frog on my drive home from town. I am not asking for limo rides to big cities, or spending big money on fancy things. I just want someone willing to share adventures with, even if its just a look around the Wood.
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