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Sometimes, I feel like those who claim to be my friends, or those who I think are my friends, don't really care to listen to what I have to say, or even talk to me for that matter. What's sad is that all I ask for is for someone who genuinely wants to listen. I didn't realize that it would be this hard to find.Labels: care, friends, Life, listen, me, real, talk, words On Sunday, November 28, 2010 at 11:30 PM Just say it...
I said to myself when I left high school: "I can't wait to leave and go somewhere better, somewhere without the bullshit, somewhere where people will actually give a fuck who I am."And I can't believe I'm saying it again now. I made decisions a couple years ago that would forever change the direction that my life was moving in. It wasn't the easiest decision I had ever made, but it was something I strongly believed in, so I made the choice to stay the course. I thought I had dealt with enough bullshit drama at that point in time, and that was one of the main reasons I decided to do the things I did. But here I am, a year and a half later, dealing with the same fucking drama that I thought I left behind. The reason for the drama? Different from before. But the reason why there is even drama in the first place? The exact same. Honestly, I don't mind having the hard conversations. In fact, I would much rather have the hard conversations so I can put whatever shit there is behind me and move on with my life. It's much better to have a clean conscience than it is to let shit fester, and turn from a minor annoyance to something that completely changes your attitude. It's just ridiculous to let something like that sit with you so long and not act on it. I mean, isn't it more logical to just get it off your chest? I would like to think the answer is yes, but then again it's hard to have those conversations when I don't even know what the fuck the problem is, let alone that there is a problem in the first place. So I challenge each and every one of you that reads whatever I write: speak what is on your mind, and tell me if you have a problem with me. I would absolutely love to put whatever shit you have with me behind us, whether for the best or the worst, so that we both may have a clear conscience. Labels: bullshit, choices, college, conscience, conversation, decision, drama, friends, judged, Life, listen, me, reason, talk, tenacity at 12:47 AM |
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![]() I am currently a graduate student studying education and will update my thoughts and experiences here periodically. Though the content of my blog may not always be the most intellectually stimulating, I believe that there is always a lesson to be learned from my posts, even if it's just a nonsensical story. I find poetry in ordinary life experiences and capture what memories I can through my camera's lens. At the end of the day I'm just another regular guy who needs to write his thoughts somewhere, and I hope you get some enjoyment out of my musings.
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