"News has it your kind of a slut."
"Well, I'm no prude, but I wouldn't jump straight to slut."
"So your not a slut... and your not a prude - Then what are you?"
"Well I don't know - Can't there be a middle ground?"
"Well Ah, basically you could say your a girl who sees what she wants a takes it."
"That isn't what I had in mind, but yeah."
That's a conversation I had with one of the cowboys (not the cute one) over the summer.
Watching an episode of Sex in the City last night - The romantically challenged or Sluts episode. Made me think back to that conversation above. I'm younger then some of my friends and older then the others and have had more - er' - relations then all of them put together. And what exactly dose this say about me? Well lets review - out of all my relations, I said I loved over half, in all truths I actually loved only a quarter, thought I could honestly love the other quarter and yeah, one was a three nights stand. I was always safe about everything. So does that last statement say I'm easy, or Just unlucky in love? I've been at this since I was 16, and a part of me wonders if I'm destined to end up 40 with 40 - though to be truly honest, I hope to be with Mr. Right and with my 2.3 kids and happily on my way through a modern day happily ever after, trying not to become another statistic. Part of my misses the days when I could relate to a younger Samantha.. Part of me just wants to be more like Charlotte and I'm turning out more and more like Miranda, when I really should be happy to end up as a Carrie... oy! Although I'm not the naive child I used to be, I hope the 'Next' one might be the last, or at least I'm trying not to let my numbers reach the doubles - if you know what I mean. So I've had a few more then some and allot less then many more, is that any reason to burn me at the stake?
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