Tuesday, April 3, 2012

5 Things You Didn't Know 'Bout Me...

1.)    This simple soul is recharged with the warmth of a new season.  Though I try and try to maintain my chipper stance on all things life during the cold months…melancholy always prevails.  Curse you Midwest winters!
2.)    You may have guessed, but I keep a journal.  Well, journals.  I have at least three laying about the house (leave them alone Kevin!)  They span back years.  I’m talking tens of years.  I enjoy spending a bit of time now and again reading through my emotional extroversions of years past.  It really solidifies my grasp on the now.
3.)     Yes, I have time for your childish ways, but no tolerance for them.  I don’t play well with adults that act like high school bullies.  Usually, you’ll know it if I’ve had enough…with my distance and silence.  Grow up.
4.)    I have always been a bit lost in the world.  My style is fickle, my taste in all things art ever changing, my feelings of belonging coming and going.  I sometimes feel like fish swimming against the current.  I’d be lying if I said I was always comfortable with my outsider qualities, but every once in a while I relish in them by doing something crazy.
5.)    I glow with excitement every time I get a text/email/letter or anything else that, to me, is like a gift wrapped piece of attention.  It doesn’t matter who it’s from or why, I’m not afraid to admit that this gal loves attention.  Who doesn’t?

Monday, April 2, 2012

Your arrogance is not inviting.

What do you call the person that is convinced he is all knowing, never wrong, always the center of everyone’s universe?  I have a few names for him, one of them his own which I will not mention.
But surely he’s not the only man in the world with this false sense of righteousness.  This is the type of person that has an excuse for everything.  The kind of man that when someone has an opinion other than his own, he will fight with blood, sweat, and tears (excuses, lies and hypocrisy,) until finally, rather than cleaning up the mess of your head explosion, you give in and say, “fine, moving on.”  You can’t even agree to disagree with this man because he takes that as a sign of defeat, just throwing fuel into his ego fire.
I’ve tried for a long time to find ways to look passed this less than appealing character trait of his.  Ignored his arrogance, chalked up his blatant disregard of others as ignorance, but I think the only way to really move passed this is to move passed him.  Sometimes, a friendship is not worth having if it’s just having its way with you.