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Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Christmas cookies and bitches
I haven't touched my multiply in a while because there's a post I've been putting off in a while. Here it goes. (deep breath)
This year has been... eventful. Freshman year of college. First anniversary. Ans so many other firsts. I have a lot to be thankful for. Haven't gotten into ANY serious relationship mishaps, formed new friendships, and rekindled old ones. Nobody got sick, died, or whatever. People I care about are all in good shape, so it seems. But enough about the good shit, let's talk dirty.
I guess I have to make room for this because I evade the bad stuff ALL THE FRICKIN' TIME. I've had it. It hurts me like hell and I think it sucks that people might get the impression when everything seems all fine and dandy. Crap.
How do I start? Well, I'd like to thank all my friends for putting up with all the shitty stuff I've done. I KNOW I tend to be seriously hate-able (forgive me for this sporadic display of moral narcissism) and that y'all just roll your eyes. Shit. I GET that. And yet, you never really HATE HATE on me. WOW. That just makes me feel guiltier than ever. I'm really thankful that I got to surround myself with people like that. I looked back on the high school yearbook and there was something there about me saying "I hated high school." That wasn't very grateful of me. Obviously I've forgotten about the people who made it meaningful. When I wrote that I was only thinking of the bad stuff that has happened to me. Looking on everybody's bad side makes you a bitch.A self-righteous bitch. And looks like I just turned into one without meaning to. I guess it's safe to say that I was a bit selfish. I just focused on MY hurt. MY feelings. MINE. MINE. MINE. It's easy to feel bad when you focus on the wrong done to YOU. But I realized that doesn't help you. I haven't really complained or said anything but 75% of the time I go around thinking that people hate and/or don't give a shit about me. That's selfish. I realized i have great friends. Wonderful friends. Get you out of that shit and dust your ass kind of friends. And THAT matters. I got out of high school a bit knocked up but otherwise unscathed. I used to think I was all scarred from backstabbing, but really. I'm perfectly fine. Because I had good people around me. We all had our off-days. And I'd like to thank everyone who was there in mine.
I KNOW nobody likes reading a long post so here's a brief summary that everyone should scroll down to:
I know I piss people sometimes. And if you put up with that and didn't say anything to hurt me, THANK YOU. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. And I'M SORRY. I really, really am. I hope next year will be a good one. I promise I'd work on getting better. THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME (even if I turn into the world's biggest asshole). Thanks for seeing me through my crappiest days even on days when I'm not a very good friend. Y'all are angels. Really. I'm sorry if I never seem to appreciate you guys.
This year has been... eventful. Freshman year of college. First anniversary. Ans so many other firsts. I have a lot to be thankful for. Haven't gotten into ANY serious relationship mishaps, formed new friendships, and rekindled old ones. Nobody got sick, died, or whatever. People I care about are all in good shape, so it seems. But enough about the good shit, let's talk dirty.
I guess I have to make room for this because I evade the bad stuff ALL THE FRICKIN' TIME. I've had it. It hurts me like hell and I think it sucks that people might get the impression when everything seems all fine and dandy. Crap.
How do I start? Well, I'd like to thank all my friends for putting up with all the shitty stuff I've done. I KNOW I tend to be seriously hate-able (forgive me for this sporadic display of moral narcissism) and that y'all just roll your eyes. Shit. I GET that. And yet, you never really HATE HATE on me. WOW. That just makes me feel guiltier than ever. I'm really thankful that I got to surround myself with people like that. I looked back on the high school yearbook and there was something there about me saying "I hated high school." That wasn't very grateful of me. Obviously I've forgotten about the people who made it meaningful. When I wrote that I was only thinking of the bad stuff that has happened to me. Looking on everybody's bad side makes you a bitch.A self-righteous bitch. And looks like I just turned into one without meaning to. I guess it's safe to say that I was a bit selfish. I just focused on MY hurt. MY feelings. MINE. MINE. MINE. It's easy to feel bad when you focus on the wrong done to YOU. But I realized that doesn't help you. I haven't really complained or said anything but 75% of the time I go around thinking that people hate and/or don't give a shit about me. That's selfish. I realized i have great friends. Wonderful friends. Get you out of that shit and dust your ass kind of friends. And THAT matters. I got out of high school a bit knocked up but otherwise unscathed. I used to think I was all scarred from backstabbing, but really. I'm perfectly fine. Because I had good people around me. We all had our off-days. And I'd like to thank everyone who was there in mine.
I KNOW nobody likes reading a long post so here's a brief summary that everyone should scroll down to:
I know I piss people sometimes. And if you put up with that and didn't say anything to hurt me, THANK YOU. THANK YOU. THANK YOU. And I'M SORRY. I really, really am. I hope next year will be a good one. I promise I'd work on getting better. THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME (even if I turn into the world's biggest asshole). Thanks for seeing me through my crappiest days even on days when I'm not a very good friend. Y'all are angels. Really. I'm sorry if I never seem to appreciate you guys.
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!