Dirty Dancing

Yeah...it's true...Dirty Dancing might be the best movie ever made. Now I know some of you won't agree...but it was just on VH1...and I'm gonna have to say that it really is the best. The end always makes me wanna cry though...#1 cuz I wish I had a cool dress like Jennifer Grey...#2 because I wish I could dance like that...and #3 because I wish Patrick Swayze would dance like that with me every night. Oh and #4 because it makes me want to go out dancing...and there isn't really anywhere to go do that right now.

On an unrelated note...I feel the need to do a little venting tonight. I don't want to use his real name...so I'll call this gentleman Chaz. Any of you who know the story will know who I'm talking about, but anyone who doesn't really has no need to know who I'm talking about. But I'm having one of those reflective nights and feel the need for a little therapy. The background behind all this is pretty simple. Chaz had a girlfriend, but he and I ended up gettin' together...a few times. Then he proposed to her...we still saw each other a couple more times...then he developed a guilty conscience and we parted ways on pretty good terms. I understand why he had to do it...and I can't fault him for that at all. It's fine...then about a week ago...he calls me out of the blue. Says he was just thinkin' about me and wanted to talk. That's great...I was really really excited to talk to him. In the course of the conversation...he tells me that he and his fiance are having problems and he doesn't know what to do. I fought the urge to give advice, because I knew it would be pretty biased. Nonetheless the conversation turned to us...he finally admitted that he has feelings for me and always has. I feel the same way and could see myself easily falling for him. The girl he's with is a heinous bitch and everyone knows it...although that really isn't my call to make. It was wrong for us to get together in the first place...but he wouldn't be the first guy that's cheated on his girl with me. (I know...it's awful, but shit happens). Maybe I just don't have a conscience...maybe I'm too impulsive...hell maybe I'm just a ho...:) Haha...but no, seriously...(and here's where I start throwing some of my nursing assessment skills out here)...I think maybe I'm just a very present-oriented person. I have no idea what the future is gonna hold or whether there will even be a future. I have no idea if an afterlife exists...and I know that nothing can be done to change the past. So I guess I just want to enjoy life as it comes. If that means hurting other people...well I feel bad, but you'll never be able to make everyone happy...so you might as well make yourself happy.