Confessions

First off, I am actually mildly embarrassed to even admit this to you all but I may or may not be loving Miley Cyrus' new song, "The Climb". Don't laugh at this either but I may or may not want to see "Hannah Montana, The Movie". Granted, I have only ever watched Hannah Montana maybe a handful of times, it is absolutely undeniable that this gal is most definitely an equivelent to the Mary-Kate and Ashley of my time. Never really been a big fan of ole' Billy Ray although his infamous "don't break my heart, my achey breaky heart" was actually the first secular song I remember knowing. (For those of you who don't know, I was raised in church and when I was young the only music we were allowed to listen to was Christian/Southern Gospel music). According to many, secular music was for heathens and I suppose at the tender age of 7, I became just that when I would sing my little heart out to this tune every time it came across a radio I happened to be near. I was baaaaad to the bone. I knew all the words and sang them proudly.

Lord, please bless my soul.

Now, I hate that song.

Secondly, as most of you know, I am a single gal and a very independent one at that. I really like my "me" time and having the freedom and luxury to go and do as I please, when I please. I often dream about finding the "right" one, falling madly in love, having that dream wedding and living happily ever after. Then, reality hits.

Yikes, that sounds so selfish.

What I really mean is, I know that sometimes being alone can be lonely and disheartening when most of your friends have a "significant other" but maybe I'm really not ready for such a huge commitment? In time, I'm sure this will change. I find myself really liking my current independence. I have a great job and the funds to put away money for the future as well as treat myself to some pleasures every now and then. Such as, my newly acquired camera and prized possession. I really like the feeling of working for my keep, paying my own bills (that really aren't too significant seeing as I still reside with my parents). I purchased my first car last year, a 2003 Ford Escape and she is still in mint condition. I always drove old hand-me-down cars that ended up causing me more problems than necessary. It drove me nuts. Now that I have a "nice" car that may not be nice to some, I treat her as though she is a Mercedes. I thank my parents for not going into debt and spoiling us with brand new cars (although, they would have loved nothing more) because I appreciate and take immaculate care of my car now. I take pride in my ability to be able to pay my own bills and save money. I feel like such an adult. Haha.

I suppose that when I meet that special someone, my views on all of this will change. Obviously, he hasn't entered my life yet because I really can't imagine living the rest of my life with anyone I currently know. Sad, but true.

I really hope that I don't sound like a selfish brat. I just like being independent.