Biking It.

I was sitting in class during a very boring linguistics presentation and all of a sudden i thought:

I want a bicycle!!!!

A very weird thought to have indeed but every since then i have thought of nothing else.

I use to ride a bike a lot when i was younger. I mean who didn't have a wicked awesome bike that you rode around on, with a gang of your friends by your side. I learned how to ride pretty early because i grew up with a house full of boys who never wanted to stay home.

It was like a vehicle for those 12 and under who weren't old enough to even think about driving a car. Lately my feet has been itching again (and not in that "you probably need to see a doctor about that" kind of way), to go somewhere, and do something... and maybe biking well ease the tension until i can travel.

Though i still love being an homebody and having my oasis from the outside, I've been wanting to hang out in the sun more. To be more active than i am now, to start peddling or running or something. The days are getting more beautiful, the weather is warming up, and suprisingly i don't want to stay in inside. I want to lounge out in the sun, read a book under the tree, go someone where really far, and swim.

I want to be active. Not inactive like my favorite person to bitch about DEBBIE DOWNER. A while back (and by a while i mean November) Debbie Downer asked me to join some social networking website that she has joined a year earlier.

She's on this thing everyday. It's set up that there are several discussion threads posted by members of the site. These threads range from movie, politics, to stupid stuff. The memebers post back and forth to each other daily, gaining points and status for their participation. It's suppos to be fun and interesting. It's a mix between IM, Myspace, and Facebook, except not as popular among many people.

She kept asking me and asking me to join, until eventually i did. I don't really participate on the website, except for a writing a few blog entries about my funny run in's on campus with people. But that's it. Every time i go into the office it's "You haven't been on the website in a while" "My friend (on the website) really likes what you wrote. He told me. I think he likes you."

It's weird. To me blogging and social networking sites are two different things. I'm giving an almost daily documentation of my life. I mean this is me down to the nitty gritty. Everyone who blogs is writing about their lives and there is just something real in that. I can connect to people in the blog world because we are all sort of telling our stories. Boring, interesting, funny and sad.

Her world on that website, is so fanciful. Like she doesn't have this life outside of chat rooms. While she has formed "friendships" on that website, i just don't understand it. I talk about my life on this blog, but her life seems to be that website.

I admit my critiques about Debbie Downer are sometimes harsh. She always says that I am just like her, which bugs me, but she has a point. When i look at Debbie Downer, i see what can happen to me if i don't take some risks in my life. If i just settle for okay. Debbie Downer is this victim to life. Any time something bad happens it's because "well that's the way it's always been". Any time something good happens "it's not going to last long"

And last week she said "I'm not a negative person. I'm just Scot Irish. We are all like that".
???? I was so offended, because i really doubt all Scot Irish people are like that. It's an impossibility.

I've been a little distant from her these last couple of weeks because she is everything i don't want to be. I mean everything i despise. If you looked up "Beckett's worst nightmare" a definition of Debbie Downer would be there. A victim, pessimistic, afraid, ridden with excuses, allowing life to pass her by.

I'm an introverted person, I've realized that, but sometimes i want to dabble outside of that. Sometimes i want to break free and do something without restraints or care.

April has been a weird month so far. Some days it is so beautiful outside i want to swim in a lake or Rollerblade, other days it so rainy and cloudy i want to curl up with a book or run in the rain. And i guess April is representative of the balance i want. I want to love all the homebody stuff with the incorporation of activities "out there". I just don't want to waste away like Debbie. Euthanize me if i begin to show signs.

So I think i might get a bike. I use to hate the bike riders around campus. They are usually going too fast and are too close to running people over. My arch nemesis from last summer had a bike, and i was tempted every day to.....never mind. But today as i was walking back to my dorm, i was like "I want one". I want to be a bike rider.

Marie bought a bike her freshman year. She was convinced that she was going to use this thing everyday. I went with her when she bought it. I rode through the store with the thing as people looked on. I felt good on it. Marie also bought a basket and a horn (i swear to bob), i still haven't forgiven her for that.

She didn't use it that whole year, and eventually left the bike at her mom's house. But i can see myself using this thing, especially because i am still driving license free. New Haven probably has a lot of trails for me to ride on, i minus well get some practice in. I won't be sporting any horns or baskets though, but i need to pick out good bike. I saw some girl on one of those really thin ones, and i fell in love instantly, but mountain style bikes aren't bad either.

I wonder how much these things are?

Time for homework, after a good nap.