The Art Of Conversation

First of all, I’d just like to say I am very blessed to have the followers I have on WordPress. I’m currently sending an endless amount of appreciation out to all of you. I’d especially like to thank A Living Oddity for recently mention me in his blog. I encourage all of my readers to check him out. He’s a great writer.

I realized today that something revolutionary is occurring in my life right now. I was sitting at my desk trying to think of something to write about tonight. I’ve just returned from my five hour EMT lab, and finally finished my organic chemistry homework. I’ve had pretty bad writers block for the past hour. I thought about my past blog topics…love, men, relationships, break-ups, etc. I realized that for the first time since I was a young girl, I don’t have a man in my life. When I say man in my life, I mean a guy that I consistently talk to. It’s strange, not negative, but strange. I’m definitely an IMer. I enjoy using Gchat to communicate with people. Before I used Gchat I used AIM (those were the days…). And ever since I’ve been using AIM I’ve had one boy or another chatting me.

I say all this, because I’ve officially given up on D. I’m so over it and it’s not worth fussing about anymore so I removed him from my chat list. Now it is free of all boys. It’s half refreshing and half sad. I like having male friends to talk to. They offer a different perspective that my roommates and other girlfriends cannot provide. Talking to guys is also nice because they never whine about drama like girls have a tendency to do. I love my friends and I love chatting with them, but sometimes they make me want to pull my hair out. Females are such sensitive creatures. I find they are quite easily upset or offended. I’m probably guilty of this behavior too. Talking to men, at least for me, is grounding. It brings you back down to Earth and reminds you that not everyone’s brain is filled with thoughts about cat fights, “Does he like me or not?” or other miscellaneous gossip. I suppose for now I’ll just have to keep myself grounded.


One thought on “The Art Of Conversation

  1. Thank you for the mention!

    I remember the AIM days. I could sweet talk all I wanted without feeling weird about it, and then of course I’d see this person and I’m a stone. My confidence still hasn’t shot up because of bad anxiety but I’m workin’ on it. Either way, conversation is important. Some of my best moments revolve around sitting and chatting for 4 hours straight about miscellaneous and trivial subjects. It’s actually kind of relaxing for some reason. And I’ve never used Gchat before…never knew it existed, I’ll have to jump on that.

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