"Between the river and the ravens I'm fed, sweet deliverer you lift up my head, lead me in your way."

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Cry Me A River

It's natural to cry.


Everyone cries sometimes.  Everyone except Fergie, according to her hit "Big Girls Don't Cry."  But what does Fergie know anyway?  The only thing she ever did right was marry Josh Duhamel, on account of his ridiculous good looks.  Also Fergalicious.  That song was pretty catchy.


So I am a college student now.  That's still weird to type, and I've been here nearly three months.  One interesting and slightly inconvenient thing about being in college is that there is nowhere to hide.  I don't mean hide from the cops or stash the hash or anything like that, I simply mean there is no hiding who you truly are to the people you live with.  My fantastic roommate Joy has seen me on my best days and on my darkest days.  She took care of me when I was sick, and she makes sure I don't waste my life away watching youtube and wikipedia-ing famous people (and succeeds 86% of the time.) As a result of the close proximity of our living situation, several 3rd floor Belk-ers (Belk is the building I live in) have see me cry.  Perhaps it is just me, but I feel your relationship with someone slightly changes once you see them cry.  Tears are tangible emotions that drips down your face and make you all wet and vulnerable.  My closest friends know that I hold to a strict "no one cries alone policy," just like Dolly Parton in Steel Magnolias.  Seeing the people I care about the most in pain makes my face start to leak, I simply can't help it.  And the excuse "I'm not crying, it's just raining on my face" never works....just speaking from personal experience.


I am a self admitted crier, but lets get one thing straight, I'm no sissy.  Believe me, I grew up a tomboy.  I don't carry a monogrammed handkerchief around or anything, but I am known to get teary eyed from 
time to time.


Here are some examples.


Times I've cried and it's kind of embarrassing; The part of the blog where I write about times that I have cried, and it was kind of embarrassing.

I cried when I got my college shots.  I am 18 years old.  The buzz lightyear bandaids really helped me cope with it.


I cried when Jim proposed to Pam from The Office.  Yes, I realize Jim and Pam are fictional characters.  Technically, anyway. In my world they are very much alive.


I cried when my oldest friend Allison graduated.  I got made fun of for days, but I was just so proud of her I didn't care.  Even now, writing this, I am tearing up just thinking about how much she means to me.  Is that slightly pathetic? Maybe. But Allison would understand.


There is a line from the movie Garden State that Natalie Portman says that has always stuck with me.
 "What do you do? You laugh. I'm not saying I don't cry but in between I laugh and I realize how silly it is to take anything too seriously. Plus, I look forward to a good cry. It feels pretty good."


Natalie Portman was right.


Plus she's got a great name.