She's Not Crying Anymore. She's Not Lovin' Any Longer...

Name that song. Bet you can't.
Billy Ray Cyrus. She's Not Crying Anymore. It is obviously musical genius, as is his entire album, Some Gave All (yes. Achy Breaky Heart is on that one).

Anyway, as you may (or may not) have deduced from the title, I am going to dedicate this blog to tears.

I have a problem. I don't cry. I'm serious. The last time I cried, I thought I failed the praxis and saw my entire future falling apart before my eyes. As you can see, the circumstance has to be extreme.

I have a further problem. Sometimes, I feel guilty about not crying. So I fake. I sniffle, or just look at my lap and shake.

Some Fake Crying Instances:
1. The End of Every School Year: All my friends cry because they'll miss eachother...obviously I'll miss them...but I can't cry about it...so I pretend.

2. A Break Up or Two: You just feel super guilty if a guy is crying and you aren't...this is especially easy on the phone.

3. Graduation: So. It hasn't happened yet, but I'll be honest...it probably will.

To make matters worse, I've started taking pleasure in other people's tears. For instance, I think it is particularly hilarious to play Friends are Friends Forever when my friend Sarah is around because she WILL cry. It doesn't matter if we've been laughing for 25 minutes before, she WILL cry and I delight in it.

I am slightly comforted by the fact that my sister compiled an ENTIRE CD of music for the sole purpose of making Sarah cry...at least I didn't do that. BUT. I do play it pretty much constantly.

I'm awful. And Coldhearted. Seriously. Why are you reading this? I'm too awful of a person to read about.

Claire

Some Things to Consider:

1. Shirt or Dress? This could potentially be one of my favorite games to play. The object of the game is to decide whether or not a girl's top is long enough to constitute a dress. Usually it is not and you can subsequently discuss how leggings are not pants. I highly recommend you take up this game in the near future.

2. Facebook: I understand it's obvious appeal...fun stalking...etc. BUT. Can we talk about how annoying it is? Seriously. How much more complicated is life with facebook? Do I delete them, do I not? Should we make our relationship facebook official or no? (FBO, as i have recently heard it called.) Seriously, Facebook...wow. I wish I had the willpower to get rid of it...but unfortunately I can't do that..because it is my crack cocaine.