Had drinks last night with my friend, Donelle. She's a good friend from my Doane College days. Haven't seen her since graduation (two months ago!) and it was a blast catching up. Out of all my friends, she and I seem to have the same basic attitudes about certain issues, mainly... sex. We talked a lot about sex last night (girls tell their tales too, ya know). Donelle was in my very first class at Doane (Interpersonal Communication). I remember we were partners in the "trust" game where we had to be blindfolded and led around by each other. Her and I thought it a stupid game, so we went outside, hid, and just sat on a bench and talked. At the time, I was engaged and was having some serious (suppressed) doubts about my upcoming marriage to Jason. Dun . . . du du du. She was married at the time and I asked her what it was like to be married. She replied "it's alright" with not a lot of enthusiasm, and went on a little bit trying to tell me about some good and bad experiences. Needless to say, I didn't feel better about my engagement after that conversation. When I started school, my self-esteem was at an all time low (thanks, Jason), I was extremely scared about going back to school and really didn't go out of my way to talk to anyone. I think I started school again to attempt to regain some sort of control over my life, since Jason had been slowly taking it from me. Seriously, I didn't know if I was coming or going most of the time with him. Well, by the end of that eight-week course, I had called off my engagement, moved out, contacted all my friends who I was forbidden to see during my two-year relationship, and was myself again. I had never felt so good. The next time I ran into Donelle after that course, she was beginning divorce proceeding, seemed extremely happy and had also come out of her shell, and it's been nothing but good things for both of us ever since. We go, girl! Thanks, Interpersonal Communication... you changed our lives.