secrets secrets are no fun..

unless you share with everyone!

haha.

i went to a postsecret seminar yesterday.
it was really interesting.
there was a part after Frank Warren finished talking and he gave the audience a chance to go up to a microphone and share a secret/ask a question/whatever. That was my favorite part.

there was this one guy, who said ever since his fiancee left him, he hadn't felt anything. he shared his pain of not feeling pain, i think, and how he hadn't smiled in a long time.
i don't want to share the whole story because i tend to ruin stories when i tell them, but that was the main jist of it, and it was my favorite one. Not to lessen the value of any of the other stories, but it was one that i could really relate to.

i've had such an easy life. i don't know why i have so many problems. maybe i create them for myself? perhaps i am just bored.

anyway.

after that, my friends and i walked to ben & jerry's for ice cream. i got a coffee milkshake. so good. but not worth the $5. and this guy came and asked if he could eat his soup with us. he said he was a medical student, in his 4th year. he said he was Catholic, and he believed that having a church to go to and commit yourself to attending on a regular basis was one of the most important things to do. my friends seemed to think he was just a random creep trying to hit on us, but i want to believe that what he said was true. that he was just lonely on a friday night and wanted some company.
he was nice. i liked him. and i can't remember his name. i hate not remembering names. it's like your brain doesn't think the person is important enough to commit their name to memory.

anyway, it was a good night.
hope yours was too. :)