If you need me, you know where to find me- in my comfort zone.

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It is surprising to me how a little discussion can transform into one huge argument then conclude to a realization- one moment its about us, one moment it becomes an argument about me. You know you. You are somewhat aware of all your positive/good and negative/bad (although you're in denial about them) side. Certainly, talking about this particular negative side is nothing new to me. I know this, I am aware of it, I am not in denial about it- maybe its just I lived with it. Maybe I've just given up, and accepted that its was a part of who I am. Maybe because in my own little world I felt people would accept everything about me, but the bad thing is "Something need to change, especially if its for the better."

This particular argument is definitely a first for me. No one in my entire life pointed out this particular defect in me, you must understand that. It was easy to accept pointing this particular defect, when I'm talking to myself and taking pointers regarding attitudes or habits that I need to change but hearing it from others especially him, it was just tough. Truly, that was one of my definitions of "The truth hurts". This is one for the books, this tops the list on my feeling of insecurity- never felt so bad for myself. Pointing out how its alright to be one of the boys and being grateful for it, but the words after is what really hit me- and baby, it hit me hard- spot on. Sharing insight about it good it would be for me to dress a bit more girly and being a bit more fit and placing a bit more effort to make myself more beautiful and chic looking, to show off the world that you have a chic for a girlfriend and commenting that 90% of the time I just wear a simple shirt and jeans when we go out for a date. Well, most of the people who are close to me know me as a jeans and shirt girl. I believe that a girl or women could and can accentuate her sexiness even if she had just a simple shirt and jeans on her.

Blah blah blah.. after the long phone call arguing about how sitting pretty I was on my comfort zone, thinking so maturely (not in a good way), how opposite we are, me not wanting to explore the adventures that life offers and more defects about myself, a number of realizations came to mind and a lot of lessons learned. Maybe its time to change, and have a total make over.

Lets see, maybe this time around change is good especially its that time again- about to be a year older this month.

Let the adventure of change begin!