Law of Attraction??

Hands up if this has happened to you:

You meet someone, you really like them. You're comfortable and happy.

Then suddenly, every Tom, Dick and Harry that you USED to be interested in (but who never called you back so you assumed dead) are now calling or texting you wanting to catch up?? And maybe it's not just past dudes who are hitting you up, but also new dudes who have just decided to show some interest in you! What the fuck is up with that?? Seriously I don't get it. This is going to sound MEGA-conceited, but in the past week, I SWEAR TO BUDDHA, a bunch of different guys have just popped up outta no-where suddenly hitting me up. These are dudes who I used to like but then ended up forgetting about because they didn't seem to show enough interest or just disappeared off the face of the earth. AND NOW they wanna come back into my life like they've been there the whole time? Seriously, FUCK. OFF. You can't just text or call someone after months, or even years, and expect me to fall at your fucking feet. Cuz seriously, I don't give a shit about you. If you really liked me, you should have done something about it whenever it was that I first met you, not now that you're lonely or it's convenient for you. Anyway the point is, why does this always happen when you're happy? Like, is there some kind of energy that happy people give off which dudes pick up on or something??? Are guys so intrinsically competitive that if they notice a girl is "taken", they instantly fight for the position to be her number one? Is this some wack result of the Law of Attraction such that when you're happy, you attract more opportunities or something? Because if so, that's COMPLETELY fucked up because these guys are useless to me right now! (Note: I am technically not "taken" but yeah...)

Anyways, I just needed to vent because I find it stupid and highly coincidental that these dudes wanna reappear right now. And I find it hilarious, and very satisfying, that I can ignore them just like they did to me.

Shoutout!

So my best friend Kristine has just posted a blog about yours truly and it's great because it's always interesting to hear another person's perspective on yourself, and if anyone is going to have any insight into who I am, it's going to be the girl who has been there for all the "firsts" for the last 8 or so years. This is the girl I met at a bus stop outside of uni on our first day; the girl who first introduced me to a hair straightener; the girl who I got completely wasted with for the first proper time. The first girl that I could truly say "got" me. So anyway, here is her blog, which is a delightful insight into her own life and thoughts, check it out!

A Twenty-Something Flight Attendant

Midday musing.

I would not say I'm a religious person. I am apparently a (born-into) Catholic, but at some point, religion started to make no sense to me. I never understood how a god who was all-forgiving and all-loving could ever send someone to the fiery depths of Hell to spend eternity. I questioned why a holy man, like our local priest, could loudly abuse a teenage kid for wearing a hat in the House of God. Weren't priests meant to be kind, peaceful people? I began to wonder if God really existed but ended up feeling ashamed because Father said that questioning God's existence was a sin in itself. I felt trapped. I couldn't even think without fear of offending God. And then at some point I let it all go. I decided to think for myself rather than being told what to think. That's when I decided that I did believe in something, I just didn't know exactly what that something was. All I knew is that it wasn't what I had always been told. I decided that if there was a God, he/she was completely misrepresented. They say God created man in his image. But isn't it the other way around? WE have created God in OUR image. That is all we know. How could man imagine something that they have never seen before, never experienced, never understood?

So this is what I believe: there has to be something greater than what we can ever imagine. Some people call that God, others call it something different. Maybe it's like some kind of energy...Either way, the only thing I know is that I don't know. That's good enough for me right now.