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*The Wedding Planner is on in the background… I’m trying this new thing where romantic comedies and lovey-dovey couples don’t foster an instantaneous knee-jerk reaction where I start to feel bile rise up in my throat and I want to scream/vomit… Let’s see how this goes.*

Last year around this time I made a list of the top 25 things I learned in 2010. They all still stand true. I have some additions that I shall include here. As I mentioned previously, I do not do resolutions, so here are my declarations/revelations/moments of clarity.

26. People will almost always disappoint you if you provide too high of standards for them.
27. The only person you should worry about disappointing is yourself.
28. There is no such thing as luck. You work hard and create opportunities for yourself.
29. It is perfectly fine if the only reason you wear high heels is because they make you feel extra sassy!
30. You know more than you think and will never forget what you try to erase from your memory.
31. I like who I am, even if I am a single, late-twenties female who is constantly asked “what is wrong” with her to still be single at “her age”. lol
32. My greatest fear is not that I will end up alone, but that I will lose who I am in the identity of someone else. This has remained true for the past 7 years and I am not sure if this will ever change.
33. In the words of Big Bang Theory: B**ches be crazy.
34. If I enter into a long-term relationship with a guy, he will not be in a relationship with his PS3/XBOX/etc.
35. I miss fingernail polish, perfume, and hooker-sized hoop earrings more than I can put into words. Sadly, they are not part of the hospital approved dress code. 

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