This girl be Cray

I have two of the most amazing best girlfriends a girl could ask for or want. But listen here....they are CRAY! Okay, this blog is most definitely about me also. Who am I kidding? I am far from sane, normal, average, etc....far fucking from it. The story goes like this. MNbestie and GAbestie, shall be so respectfully named, have both had meltdowns this week......

Oh wait, so have I.

Hardcore.

All of our meltdowns stemming from sheer exhaustion and a significant person in our lives. Now, I have only one, MNbestie has, well now she had, one, and GAbestie has too many to count right now.

**PS I'm really jacked up on coffee and should be writing an important paper on the Human Genome Project (because I'm smart like that), but can't concentrate and this is sooo much better.**

My meltdown...all stemming from the realization that I am potentially going to be giving something up over a plane ticket. Yes, it's more than a plane ticket. It's meeting my family and blah di fucking blah. In the grand scheme of things...it's a plane ticket. Because without the plane ticket nothing happens. Also, the fact that I am okay with it. So why if I'm okay it happening in a month am I not okay with it right now? That was the short version of my epic, massive, day-long, entirely too emotional, tear filled, superhero, real life meltdown. More to it than that...if you love someone you want to talk to them right? You use the few minutes that you get to say hi to that person, rather than someone else right? I think so, but then again I'm not normal and my thinking is probably ass fucking jacked up backwards.

MNbestie...meltdown of completely different proportions which has ultimately left her single, it was short lived but in the end she can move on and be happy.She is rational. She is a thinker. She learned from it. She had the girl version of Mr.NattyLight. That's some serious shit right there.

GAbestie, where oh where to begin. A few too many men, good men at that, and one crazy meddler. Yes, I'm a little jealous. One time, not too long ago, I was the man collector. She has now taken my place and I am proud. But jealous. Actually, no - I could do without the drama. I just want to make out with some man or men. All of these men...they are good men, so good in fact that they are all in love with her - no doubt because of her awesomeness. The meddler needs to do ride a magic carpet out of GAbestie's life for good.  Young, Wild, and Free.

 

I'm a firm believer in Karma and it's gonna come hard...you just wait! I'm sad I won't be there to witness it first hand...who knows maybe Karma is smart and will wait just so I can watch her wrath!

A man would be crazy to think that he will ever find a "normal" girl. BITCH PLEASE. That girl is lying to you if she tells you she isn't a little crazy. We are women. It's in our DNA. Genetically made with a bit of crazy. Just accept it. A girl is crazy to think that she is normal. If you are reading this, and claim to be normal, I call Bullshit and want to meet you and keep you in my life forever. I'll take that normal to the grave, but pray for a crazy moment the whole way there!

Meltdowns happen. Just let it happen. Deal with it. Move on. Learn something from it. In the words of my not usually so wise baby sister "Breathe In, Breathe Out, Move On" - she's 23 and single.

 

I'd like it to say "Breathe In, Breathe Out, Get Drunk, Move On" (but I don't recommend that, especially during a meltdown - it only leads to making out with strangers and probably taking your shirt off, but you could end up not having a bar tab). You know what? Just do whatever you want - it's your damn life and you only get one!

Have the meltdown and be proud that you have a little crazy. It most likely means that you care about something and that even though you care way more than the other person, it's part of what makes us unique!

Sending Crazy Love from the Midwest....

~Northern Star