So, with this being the last day in February, I am giving myself this last day to do any activity on facebook. Beginning tomorrow, March 1, I will be staying away from that monster media site. With one caveat ...
I will check in every now and then to see how people are doing, check messages and maybe an occasional status update. I think I'll have to keep putting up pictures of my daughter for family and friends. But, as far as my activity, it will be pretty much zilch. To those that have recently friended me, I'm sorry, but you were warned.
With that little deadline looming for the next 8 or so hours, I am contemplating responding to a message sent by ... you guessed it, motorcycle guy. Part of me wants to just forget about him and see if he might miss my presence just a little. Enough to try to contact me again without my influence to do so. The other part is afraid I'll never hear from him again. It's sad to think about because I really did like this guy. More than all the others I've met and dated in the past year. Though I barely know him, something made me feel that he was special.
Maybe he is, but now is not the time to explore the unattainable. At least for the next year. But, we all know that a lot can happen in a year.
Until the next post .... xoxo
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Amiss? Definitely not!
I appreciate what feedback I've received! Thank you =) I'm still finding my way around this blog site and I wondered how anyone is to follow these blogs?? Well, I found the "follow" button up at the top of the blog on the left side. If you'd like to follow the ramblings of my mind, please feel free to click on that button. I promise to always keep it interesting!
Apparently, my brain has more thoughts to be shared. This actually links up to my first post. I am starting a new hobby. Motorcycles. Yup, sports bikes, to be exact. That guy I was seeing last month took me out on my very first motorcycle ride. Before that, I had no interest in motorcycles and thought them to be dangerous on the road. How close-minded was I?? The rush of adrenaline that shocks through your body as you speed down the freeway is addictive! At first, I was content to just be a passenger and let him steer, but he's gone for another 11 months and I'm here missing those bike rides. Maybe I would have been bold enough to learn closer to his return, but I really didn't think it was possible for someone as small as I to control such a machine. So naive! I expressed to him that whenever I see a couple cruising down the road on a sports bike, I think of him and how I miss it. To my surprise, he suggested that I learn to ride. It was nice to learn that they make smaller bikes that are lighter and easier to control for the new rider.
So, I've been doing my research on comparing different bikes online, what I'll need as far as gear and looking to take a safety course. There's an intensive safety course on motorcycle safety offered at Leeward Community College which I am going to take as soon as I can. Need to get a helmet first, so shopping for that is going to be fun! If anyone wants to come with me or even jump on board with the sport, let me know!
Anyway, back to the bikes ..... oh, those masterfully made, uber-sexy pieces of machinery! I've fallen in love with the Honda CBR250r sports bike ....
Beautiful! It's the smallest in the Honda motorcycle family and I am hoping it will fit me just right. Nowhere near am I to buying one, but I like to have a visual to push me and keep me on track. I like them both, but can't decide which to make mine. The metallic black or the red and silver.
Anyway, you may be thinking that I'm only interested in the sport because I'm interested in the guy. I can understand that and I guess it happens from time to time. Yes, he did first introduce me to the sport, but it isn't because of him that I want to learn. I appreciate how supportive he is, with giving me advice on how to start and what kind of bikes are suitable for a new rider, but this new-found passion is all me. While, I know it's a dangerous sport, I am aware of that and will definitely put safety first.
Any thoughts? Stories of your own to share about what it is that fuels the hobby that you so love? Please feel free to comment!
Til the next post ... xoxo
Apparently, my brain has more thoughts to be shared. This actually links up to my first post. I am starting a new hobby. Motorcycles. Yup, sports bikes, to be exact. That guy I was seeing last month took me out on my very first motorcycle ride. Before that, I had no interest in motorcycles and thought them to be dangerous on the road. How close-minded was I?? The rush of adrenaline that shocks through your body as you speed down the freeway is addictive! At first, I was content to just be a passenger and let him steer, but he's gone for another 11 months and I'm here missing those bike rides. Maybe I would have been bold enough to learn closer to his return, but I really didn't think it was possible for someone as small as I to control such a machine. So naive! I expressed to him that whenever I see a couple cruising down the road on a sports bike, I think of him and how I miss it. To my surprise, he suggested that I learn to ride. It was nice to learn that they make smaller bikes that are lighter and easier to control for the new rider.
So, I've been doing my research on comparing different bikes online, what I'll need as far as gear and looking to take a safety course. There's an intensive safety course on motorcycle safety offered at Leeward Community College which I am going to take as soon as I can. Need to get a helmet first, so shopping for that is going to be fun! If anyone wants to come with me or even jump on board with the sport, let me know!
Anyway, back to the bikes ..... oh, those masterfully made, uber-sexy pieces of machinery! I've fallen in love with the Honda CBR250r sports bike ....
Anyway, you may be thinking that I'm only interested in the sport because I'm interested in the guy. I can understand that and I guess it happens from time to time. Yes, he did first introduce me to the sport, but it isn't because of him that I want to learn. I appreciate how supportive he is, with giving me advice on how to start and what kind of bikes are suitable for a new rider, but this new-found passion is all me. While, I know it's a dangerous sport, I am aware of that and will definitely put safety first.
Any thoughts? Stories of your own to share about what it is that fuels the hobby that you so love? Please feel free to comment!
Til the next post ... xoxo
Aloof
Hello readers! I am very new at this, so I pray you bear with me and hopefully, find this somewhat interesting.
I'm starting this blog as an aversion to the very popular social media site, Facebook. Yes, you've heard of it and you may even be a very active member, or a low-key player. For myself, I've been on Facebook since 2008 ... not a very active participant but I've done my share of commenting, posting pictures and video, status updates and youtube sharing. Not to mention the array of online games to be played. But through the years of scrolling through comments and seeing everyone's updates in the news feed, I tend to feel annoyed and irritated with what some do and how obsessive they are about letting people know they're doing it. I never wanted to be one of those, so I would stick to a post, a status update every now and then. Lately, I've been updating everyday, sometimes twice a day plus a youtube video or a picture to share. Way too much activity, even for me! I claim to not like facebook much and here's why: while it is a great way to keep in touch with friends and family, most of the public only add you as a 'friend' to add to their numbers. I am not a number. If there is no interaction or attempts to start some contact go unanswered after the initial friend request, you're gone ... at least off of my friend list. It is also a very public place ... not very personal at all. I'm talking about using fb as a tool to keep in touch via messaging, wall posts, picture commenting, so on and so on.
So, here I am, blogging what's in my head at the moment. And, what is currently on my mind is the impersonal touch of that fb message. I was seeing someone last month whom I had only known a few weeks until he left for duty in the Middle East. We clicked like I hadn't with anyone in a long time. I had not expected that and figured that since he was leaving, we would chalk it up to a very good time and not keep in contact. Well, I made the mistake of asking him if he wanted to stay in touch a week before he left. And his reply was "yes. Do you have facebook?" Right there! As soon as he asked that question, my heart sank. Regardless, I agreed and approved his friend request.
Now, I'm finding myself on fb more than ever. I try to resist looking at his wall to see if he's made a new status but curiosity gets the best of me at times. And, messages between us will go unanswered for days and days and then I start to wonder if he ever meant to personally keep in touch with me.
I got my answer last night. About a month ago, I sent him a hand-written note. Nothing special, just a little note conveying that I care. Upon receipt of such a letter, any letter, wouldn't you feel inclined to send a personal "thank you" or just a message saying "hey! I got your letter!" Well, not the case with this guy. A very broad, very general "thank you" was his status update last night. How it feels to be lumped in with the rest of his fb friends, not good. Especially since I thought we had a little more going than just plain friends ....
While I don't mean to diss on the ever-popular FB, I just need a break. From him, from the posts and comments, from the curiosity within. It takes up too much thought in my day and so, instead of worrying about updating my status' too much and leaving people to wonder 'what is going on?' with no explanation, I bring my brain to fart all over this blog.
I'm starting this blog as an aversion to the very popular social media site, Facebook. Yes, you've heard of it and you may even be a very active member, or a low-key player. For myself, I've been on Facebook since 2008 ... not a very active participant but I've done my share of commenting, posting pictures and video, status updates and youtube sharing. Not to mention the array of online games to be played. But through the years of scrolling through comments and seeing everyone's updates in the news feed, I tend to feel annoyed and irritated with what some do and how obsessive they are about letting people know they're doing it. I never wanted to be one of those, so I would stick to a post, a status update every now and then. Lately, I've been updating everyday, sometimes twice a day plus a youtube video or a picture to share. Way too much activity, even for me! I claim to not like facebook much and here's why: while it is a great way to keep in touch with friends and family, most of the public only add you as a 'friend' to add to their numbers. I am not a number. If there is no interaction or attempts to start some contact go unanswered after the initial friend request, you're gone ... at least off of my friend list. It is also a very public place ... not very personal at all. I'm talking about using fb as a tool to keep in touch via messaging, wall posts, picture commenting, so on and so on.
So, here I am, blogging what's in my head at the moment. And, what is currently on my mind is the impersonal touch of that fb message. I was seeing someone last month whom I had only known a few weeks until he left for duty in the Middle East. We clicked like I hadn't with anyone in a long time. I had not expected that and figured that since he was leaving, we would chalk it up to a very good time and not keep in contact. Well, I made the mistake of asking him if he wanted to stay in touch a week before he left. And his reply was "yes. Do you have facebook?" Right there! As soon as he asked that question, my heart sank. Regardless, I agreed and approved his friend request.
Now, I'm finding myself on fb more than ever. I try to resist looking at his wall to see if he's made a new status but curiosity gets the best of me at times. And, messages between us will go unanswered for days and days and then I start to wonder if he ever meant to personally keep in touch with me.
I got my answer last night. About a month ago, I sent him a hand-written note. Nothing special, just a little note conveying that I care. Upon receipt of such a letter, any letter, wouldn't you feel inclined to send a personal "thank you" or just a message saying "hey! I got your letter!" Well, not the case with this guy. A very broad, very general "thank you" was his status update last night. How it feels to be lumped in with the rest of his fb friends, not good. Especially since I thought we had a little more going than just plain friends ....
While I don't mean to diss on the ever-popular FB, I just need a break. From him, from the posts and comments, from the curiosity within. It takes up too much thought in my day and so, instead of worrying about updating my status' too much and leaving people to wonder 'what is going on?' with no explanation, I bring my brain to fart all over this blog.
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