Ain't No time like Girltime.

All these changes have a serious influence.
More female friendships, kinships are being made.
They are fantastic.

Left and right the beauty of a likeness between myself and another girl is happening.
For years I was shunned by the stupidity, unruly, childish, manipulative behavior of the femme fatale species.
True to fact I have an older sister, but she's my foster sister.
Let's face it,...she's awesome.

I'm finding that these other girls, the ones I get along with now,...were always mentally on the same wavelength, just not really emotionally mature enough.
I don't mean to come across condescending, but stemming from my absence of a father and mothers lack of acceptance it has been generally difficult for me to let down my guard.

The pro of the situation was that I was wary of what bad might come my way if I let certain people in.
The con was that I never really had anyone to teach me to love myself, respect myself, support.

It was more shouting, screaming, and neglect.
Which is something we can't really expect children to learn from.
They can sit there and take orders from you. But when it comes to lessons and interactions it will not assist them in any way. At all.

And so for much of my young life I sat in a corner, awkward, still unable to look most females directly in the eye if I felt as though they had a strong personality.
Just because I didn't want to deal with the hassle...the crap....the drama...

But I want to go shopping...of course I like puppies, getting drunk and dancing, talking about boys...(when there is one worth talking about "wink" )
There are many things I wish I could do in my girly side.

Which is rarely seen.

The parts of me that are visible....the good ones....

I owe it to a few certain ladies that I'm still standing.
For there are stories, that I'm sure you might need a pulley to bring your jaw shut out of shock from the sheer embarrassment in momento's I have to offer.

I am literally at the end of a rope.
This weekend will be my last weekend at my job in health-care.
I have completed some of the biggest goals of my life and started new ones.
Finding work that I have longed and dreamed of doing.
Having a home.
Having roomates that are really awesome people
Good people.

In turning a page I am simply ending a chapter.

This coming weekend is long overdue.

My dear friend since childhood is having her 23 birthday in Boston.
Cinsidering on my 12 she came from across the state and we ended up running around in the rain, playing manhunt, and then going tanning when the rain finally stopped...
On her 16th we ate cake with our faces.
And when each of us had our 21st the other was missing...
This coming weekend is surefire to be reckoned with a good time.

That's just saterday night.

Saturday afternoon....I'm taking the whole day to walk around the city and explore with another dear girlfriend of mine. One of whom with comes from the same neck of the woods as me.

Hopefully friday night I'll be able to see another bestie. One I've known so long we don't remember how we met.

I don't get along with many girls.
I never have,....they just don't really like me.
Most of the time, I don't have a problem with anyone, I just don't play games.
It's hard for me with what I went through with my mom to open up to other females, especially when they're sizing me up.
I don't really believe that there's a reason to treat someone as though they've done something to you...unless they have.

For this I thank my girlfriends.
Each and every one of them has a very very very special quality to them that is Extremely unlike other vaginas on this planet.

Yes I said that.

My girls know the difference between nice and good.
They are good.
They aren't trashy ho's.
They don't gossip.
They work hard.
They're honest....and loyal.
Without them I would not, could not survive lifes hardest blows.
In my life...that's cause for rogue waves, because of them...I've lived through it.


So here is to a weekend of finality.
Heels, party dresses, coffee, tea, music, downtime and dancing.

When Friday arrives.
Let my time for shenanigans begin.