Poo.

I'm tired. :p

HAW!

This is an amusing article. I can think of a few people *I'D* like to put in there! ::rotfl::

Subway sandwiches are yummy. :D

Exclamation!

JESS!! That photo of that Love-Love plushie thingy-thing, or whatever the hell it is, in your last LJ entry is scaring me... post something new! Please? ^_-

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention the midterm this morning, which received a very intimate introduction to MY FOOT! >:D I kicked its ass, hardcore. Sarah and I both agreed afterwards that it was significantly less scary than we anticipated. I rock. :D

In other news, I forgot to bring my digital camera with me today, since we are expected to snap photos when we hang posters and such, so no Street Team advertising today. :( Tomorrow will be better for it anyway though, so it's all good.

I need to stop titling these with grunts that begin with "bl"

I have to go to Art History in in a minute. Yay. :p At least there are no exams coming up!

I think that one of the worst things to go through is when somebody else has a problem, and you know that you could at least help them out if you had the chance, but for one reason or another, you can't. Right now I bet I could solve the problem for three different people, but seeing as I'm not really involved in the situation, none of them are asking for my help, or at least, not in the way they'd need to, so I'm out of luck. Blah. :p

Ooooo.

So I just saw an ad for a 3-bedroom house that totally has our name on it. James is hoping to move in with me and Cory, and I was concerned a bit about space, but if we were to get this house, all our space problems would be solved! The only thing I'd be worried about is the price, which wasn't listed on the flyer, and that's not generally a good sign. :( Oh well, it's worth a shot anyway.

Bletch.

So I was just sitting here realizing that there are a few people that aren't really in my life anymore, and they seemed like pretty cool people in their day. Some might have been downright valuable to know, had I had the chance to really know them, and others *were* valuable to know, because I DID get the chance to know them. And I feel a lot of regret when I notice that half of them don't even acknowledge my existence anymore unless they absolutely must. It makes me feel like I could have done something better, or done something differently, that might have changed things.

And then, with many of these people, I inevitably think: "But wait-- *S/HE'S* the one who blew *ME* off!"

And all that does is make me angry.

I feel that any good friend will let you know when something is on their mind, because friends should trust each other. And that friend will at least make the attempt to listen to you when something is on YOUR mind, even when it may seem inconvenient or difficult to do.

Any person that truly cares about you will be brave enough to face you, and confront you when you are causing them pain, because it is unfair to condemn someone for a prior action without knowing the true intentions behind it. You deserve to know how you affect other people, especially since you may not always be conscious of it.

And any person worth knowing will treat you with a basic level of respect, and will not condemn you just because you don't match up with their expectations, or cast aspersions about you just because they want to see something bad in you that doesn't truly exist.

Anybody who deserves your respect will not insult your dignity and integrity without any real basis of evaluation beyond what one or two biased individuals might have told them.

...

And, after thinking about all that, I feel absolved of guilt regarding anything that might have transpired between me and this small handful of people... but I'm not sure I like that feeling any better.

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