I Once Was Lost...but Now I'm Found

So yeah the title is a bit deep....but I feel its appropriate.

I have been a bit off in updating this...OK a lot off...but I was out kind of finding myself again. Every so often I lose my way and I get sucked into a void of self-pity and laziness. It comes and goes in waves....always has since I got back to NH from college. Its hard trying to find a little niche that I fit into. People are shady, just in general, and can often be fake. Its hard trying to find a trustworthy person to latch onto who fits in ANY aspect of my life. But anyways I digress.... I found a new passion, that I have fallen head over heels in love with even after only one week. I have always loved to dance, I always felt I had some sort of rhythm. (Not to toot my own horn, but I think I have pretty good rhythm compared to some other people I know.) Anyways, I started taking ballroom/Latin dancing. Wow....it is a TON of fun. It's a lot of work, but it's a great, positive, and healthy way to spend evenings as opposed to sitting on the couch loafing and complaining about my orthodontic situation. Apparently my notion of rhythm and self confidence isn't all a farce either, my instructors noticed and want me to compete. How fun right?! It gives me something to strive for, to want to be good at....and even something to talk about with people! Class excites me and gives me the desire to want to practice every day...to get better so that I can compete, and compete effectively. I just wish those damn costumes weren't so much....but you know me I'll find a deal somewhere.

However, I know people joke, and I know I have been a bit sensitive about everything but seriously...some jokes get old. I spoke with some friends recently about the great line I have heard from any prospective guy I have come across..."Oh, you have braces?" Now that may sound innocent upon first read. Sure it does....but after the oh 7th time you have heard it, you get to figure out the meaning behind the phrase...."Oh you have braces...how about I call you when you get them off?" Yeah...thanks but no thanks. Some of these "men", if that's what you would like to address them as, whom I have met in prior months have come out of the wood works now that they know I am taking dance. Really? I'm not an exotic dancer, nor will I ever be. I am a bit too classy, and snobby, to ever do that. You should know that by now, honey. I am a bit insulted by these alleged former pursuants. Time to find something better to do with your time kids....and give me a jingle when you decide to grow up....which would be quarter to never.

So braces update...I have a billion rubber bands in my mouth. I have to wear them at all times, but I do take them out to eat. Its a good time and I look pretty hot if I must say so myself. I don't go back to the surgeon or the orthodontist until 1/19 and 1/20, respectively. Hopefully my jaw bone will no longer be floatin' around out in my face and actually be connected. What a concept!!! Otherwise all is well. I am excited for the promise of 2009 both on the orthodontic/facial reconstruction front and on the personal reinvention front. It shall be an exciting year...