Whoa...I've had waaaaaay too much to drink!!!

I've always wanted to write an angry blog, so watch out baby!
Men are stupid, well....only certain kinds men are stupid. I think there are two kinds of men in this world so let me further elaborate-

There are the men in group one-these are the men that are still living in the late 40's early 50's. They belive that women should shut their mouths and follow them blindly. They want to appear like the good kind of men that really do want to hear about their girlfriends day, or try to be sentimental and sweet, but in reality, they will shut them back down and shove them into a place where they are an inch away from the dirt. They believe women are arm and eye candy, nothing more. All those men should be shot.

Then there are the men in group two- these are the men that let a woman define herself, but still want her to be his. He supports her talents and interests and steps into her world, even though it might be an unknown to him, he is willing to try because he truly cares about her. These are the men that let a woman take her man out and be independant and let her speak her mind without telling her that she is "stupid", "weird", or "just dumb". These men are few and hard to find.

I dont believe in training a man and shaping him into what you want, if it were that easy, I wouldn't be writing this blog. However, there are a few men in my life that are very good to me, but I have been ignorant to them. I have interest in one, but cannot physically get to know him. Not physically like, oh ya know...kissing and all that jazz, but with my decision to move to California (yes, I AM moving, and there is no one in this world that could tell me no), I might have the opportunity to get to know him better. Yeah, I will just come out and say it, he's a missionary, and I'm trying to just think of him and write to him as a friend, but we are so alike, I cant help but already sway. He has recently made it known (and I have equally accepted) that we can only be friends while he is on his mission, but upon returning home, he wants to try to be mine. So...maybe this wasn't such an angry blog after all. There is a slight ray of light shining in a very dark room, but even if he is just a dream that is too good to be true, I KNOW that something is out there in California for me. I knew it the moment I left last summer and came back to Utah. I found something small to distract me, but all along I knew that I was not in the right place. No more stalling! My happiness resides in California, and even though I know I will be happy, I know that it wont be all sunshine and bubbles. Its going to be hard and not without challenge, but It is one that I am willing to jump headfirst into. I can fight my way through this hard world, as long as you give me my California and my Disneyland.
Try to change me, and you will regret it!