Last night at cheerleading practice, the coach told me that he’s been reading this blog for two months. He came across it by googling “Cheer New York.”
I was absolutely mortified. I feel like I was talking smack about my boss in the bathroom and he turned out to be in the next stall or something. I kind of want to go back and count the number of mean things I’ve said about people on the squad so I’ll know just how petty and bitchy he now thinks I am.
The problem with this plan, of course, is that I’ll know just how petty and bitchy he now thinks I am.
Luckily, he seemed to think the whole thing was pretty funny.
Maybe because the whole thing *is* pretty funny?
Maybe you should accept your cattiness. Embrace the fact that you talk smack about people. I do. Plus if they don’t like it, let them try to kick you off. They’ll be sorry that they got rid of the best flyer ever to grace their petty cheerleding squad… oh, wait. Never mind.
Is your coach.. cute?
If so, tell him that I say hI 🙂
Then he knows how much the spirit stick means to you.
I’ve found out occasionally that a few people I know in real life have been secretly reading my blog. Fortunately, I’m not petty or bitchy (AM NOT!).
Also, I mix names, dates and locations around so much that it would be hard for anyone to recognize someone other than themselves in the really personal posts.
I’ve even actually had groupies, which is something I never expected when I started a blog, but is kinda cool most of the time. It can be creepy too, though.