You know it has been stated before that I can be hard to deal with. Not in the initial phases, but when you delve into what I really believe it takes to be my friend/boyfriend, it is probably a lot. Not saying that it doesn't go both ways, when you become a friend of mine, I treat it like going to College at William and Mary. I give it my all, I do extra, I study, I attend all meetings I am invited to and information I know, I raise my hand and give my opinion, I do extra credit and I want the A.
It seems out here in the real world, they too treat it like their college experiences, hardly go to classes, don't finish, half-hearted, do the bare minimal, and complain about why they are not having a richer experience (with better grades, which they are obviously not getting) or worse they didn't have to try very hard because they got everything by exerting minimal effort. BUT ...like college, I need to see the rewards. What am I working for? What am I trying to achieve? Is the person (or college in this situation) giving me everything I need to achieve and recognize my hard work?
I was reading the other day about a girl that sued Univ of Texas- Austin because she didn't get in. Can you imagine she sued because she didn't like their decision and decided that hers was of more importance. (This is what I am taking from the story. I may be wrong. It was mentioned that her grades were never up to par.) The part I was thinking about it, is what if they ruled in her favor (she now is a senior at another college, so it matters none whatsoever but she is still suing), and she got to go to Univ of Texas-Austin. If I was a student there and I found out that she sued her way into a position at the school, I would be heckling. (This is wrong I don't advise it) But one of the greatest feelings ever is knowing that your merits, (or familial connections or money) got you the position in the school, not complaining an acting like a kindergartner. You get what you get and you don't throw a fit.
Does any of this have anything to do with my title? NO! Just to say my few precious people I consider friends are full of anecdotes, sharp tongues, witty responses, and almost mean comments if I didn't know them so well.
Upon telling one of my friends the opinion of someone else dealing with my matters of heart, she got to the gist of the situation in one quick motion. And it was HARSH. (well only if the other person heard it, but it was true, conversation over boom. I think she got that from me. This used to be the nicest (still is the nicest). AND the craziest thing is I left off-color comments roll off my tongue that often involve her life or so one close to her and she doesn't even go off. I think she knows the silent judgment things works on me
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