Sex and the City, Friendship, & Inspiration

So I saw this awesome film. Not with your typical Sex and the City moviegoer, you know, your best girlfriend, your sister, your mom. Nope. Instead I went with Stan. And he turned out to be the best Sex and the City companion ever. When the movie was finished, he was willing to discuss every detail with me, recall all the sad moments that we both cried over, and discuss our favorite characters. Not to mention all the shit we could relate to. So thanks Stan for seeing it with me!

Now onto the movie... I don't want to talk specifics just in case there are people reading this that haven't seen it, but let me tell you, I was an emotional wreck throughout the film. Even as the credits were rolling I was fighting back tears. I couldn't help but think of my best girlfriends and how we are just like the SATC gals, but back when they were in their 20s. There was so much in the film that I could relate to, and I don't mean that lightly. It's as if they took a look into my life and the different emotions and issues that are going on in it and put it in the movie. And not just me either, but all my girlfriends too.

Most importantly it made me realize how much I take my girlfriends for granted. Not everyone has a great set of friends that they can count on no matter how much distance is between them and how much time has passed. I can proudly say that I do. If shit turns to shit and I'm in a super shitty place in my life, I know I will be able to get through it because of them. If I didn't have them, I can honestly say I'd be lost. I am so grateful that I can pick up the phone and call these friends to chat about anything, from the way we shave our coochie hairs to figuring complicated relationship issues out. The other day I was on the phone with Sarah while I was in the shower shaving my cooch. We were discussing both her new man and our upcoming NY trip. Yes it might seem whatever, but it's really everything but that. And before this gets any cheesier than a quesadilla, I will end the girlfriend talk by saying that I really value each and every one of these girls for who they are. A toast to my best girlfriends! To pornographic and vulgar conversations, tears of sadness and tears of joy, and last but not least, companionship for life - you guys are truly the BEST.

Finally, inspiration. SATC inspired me to want to write. I have way too many stories and been through so much weird, crazy yet relatable and normal shit that it should not go to waste. As soon as I quit this retarded job, I'm going to start writing seriously. Not writing the way I am now, where I'm typing fast not putting much thought into my articulation and writing, but real writing, as in writing both to tell a story AND write well. In other words, writing that could take a month or even 6 months to perfectly craft a story into the perfect choice of words.

Moral of this blog: Watch SATC.