Saying I don't like all people is unfair. Some people are tolerable. Other people I simply can't stand. One thing specifically that gets on my nerves is flamboyancy in females. Unless its a chick in a band or if they are just straight-up-fucking-awesome, like Karen O. I need to come up with a successful method of making them calm their shit down.
The real problem I seem to have is with my own friends, though. I find flaws in people which is extremely easy when I am with certain people a lot of the time. Some friends I need breaks from others I can't stand a lot of the time others I start to wonder why I don't hang out with them more until one thing, like, a complete disregard for others convenience, makes me think less of them. (Un)fortunately for me, when ever I get around the ones I don't like some of the time I instantly fall right back. Which I can deal with.
This is why College is looking more and more appealing every day. If it were up to me I would go to San Francisco and live out my college years and then find new friends and stay and be moderately happy. I say moderately happy because I would probably end up finding friends who I only like to a certain extent because unfortunately the likelihood of me finding my perfect friend is slim at best. But at the end of the day: I'm in San Francisco, bitch.
Realistically speaking I won't be going to San Francisco until college is over because I don't live there and non-resident prices are basically double. If everything works out, though, I will be going to somewhere in either Chicago, St. Louis, Colorado or Minneapolis.
What I'm really trying to get at is that I need to take in all of the life lessons my parents have to teach me so I can survive on my own, and then do just that. Independence works for me. Codependence wouldn't work out so well because there will always be something that you are doing wrong that gets on my nerves. Unless of course you are my favorite person in the whole world, in which case: Flaw-it-up!
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