Sup kiddos. Been quite the month eh? Well it will be easier for me to update now because I finally downloaded the iPhone app for WordPress. It still will probably be only once a month. I’ve got a life right?

Speaking of. College writing is killing me right now. We’re working toward a twelve page paper. Which isn’t really that big of a deal, but I’m having issues with my topic. Not to mention she’s having us write four mini papers beforehand. Talk about a lot of senseless no help work. It’s making everything take forever. And I have to write an annotate bibliography on twelve sources. I have three right now. Ugh. Very stressful.

And math is going a lot better. But I still have a b because of the first test of the semester. I have less than two months until graduation. If I don’t get an A…ich. I don’t even want to think about it.

On a happier note, prom is tomorrow! I’m really excited. My grandma made my dress and I know that sounds hokey pokey but it’s so beautiful. I feel like Cinderella in it. And the best part? No one will have the same one. And my shoes are killer. My sister is doing my hair in this complex braid thing–it’ll look epic.

On the hair note, I finally gave in and read the hunger games after resisting. They’re okay. Well. I haven’t been able to put it down. But I wouldn’t say I love it. I don’t know? I’m not sure how I feel about it. It’s kind of annoying, yet I enjoy it. Eh, idk. Whatevs.

Well I need to read and go to sleep. Til next time

I’m sorry for not posting last month–it was quite busy.

Do you guys that get the feeling hat no matter how you try, you’re never good enough? Like. My friend has been going through some stuff lately–stuff which is not to be mentioned. But that isn’t the point. The point is that the whole time she’s been going through this, I’ve been there for her. Like, immensely. Probably more than I should. I’ve probably bugged the heck out of her. But I’ve made sure she’s okay. I’ve made sure she’s doing alright. I’ve supported her. I’ve told other people to stop talking bad about her. And she was okay with that. But it seems as today she is doing better. Instead of calling me, ya know to hang out or talk or anything, she goes with all her other friends. I don’t know if they were there for her the last few days so I can’t say that. But I know they weren’t as much as I was. I know they weren’t constantly texting her making sure she was okay. I guess I don’t have evidence of that, but I have just a feeling that I was the one who was there for her more. And I still get second place. I’m still the one lonely.

I guess all I can hope for is one day, she’ll like me as much as she likes her other friends. That she’ll share some of her time with me. That sometimes I’ll come in first–not just when she needs me. I don’t want her all the time. I don’t want her to give up her friends. That isn’t what I want. I just want her SOMETIMES. We’ve hung out a total of maybe 5 times. Since June. Do you know how long that is? Long enough that I don’t know why I still call her my best friend. Because as much as she calls me hers…it just never feels like it.

Gah. And on that note. Oh yeah, and we planned on doing something a LONG time ago–this super fun night. Well she ditched me that night. And then all those things we had planned? She did them with her other group. Nothing is sacred with us anymore. Nothing.

Not really a “post” but more like a column in the newspaper. Really I was just spouting off things I needed to get off my chest. The blog may continue in this sort of direction, depending on how I’m feeling each day.

I’ve recently realized something. The entire world is arrogant. You must be thinking, “she just figured this out?” Well, no. But it’s becoming a lot more apparent. For instance, a lot of people seem to think that their opinion is the only opinion that matters. I guess you could call this self-centered. Or self-absorbed. I’m meeting a lot of those lately.

Everyone is entitled to their own opinion. Everyone has the right to have arguments in your head. But no one has the right to tell someone they are wrong, simply because they disagree with them. Now if facts or statistics or actual examples are in the mix, then please, tell someone they’re wrong. But if you hear someone’s opinion, think it’s stupid, and say they’re wrong, then you’re an idiot.

I’ve learned a lesson in all this. Just because you don’t like it, doesn’t mean someone else doesn’t. We are encouraged to be our own person and to have our own thoughts, feelings, and opinions. But we’re not encouraged to bombard someone else with our thoughts, feelings, or opinions. Sometimes, I don’t want to hear your opinion. Sometimes, you don’t want to hear mine. We need to learn to respect each other.

On a different subject, I’ve also come across some certain people lately. You know those super super nice, funny, great to hang out with people. Well, lately, two of those nice, funny, great people, equal mean, self-centered, not great people. Think of it this way: you stick two really nice people in a room together, and they come out rude, arrogant, and just awful. Does this make sense? Because it doesn’t to me. And it doesn’t happen to all nice people. But to certain nice people, it does. But please tell me, since when does nice + nice = mean? And how do we change that equation to nice + nice = nicer?

The problems of the world, people, I tell ya. Two lessons today. Your opinion is NOT God (neither is mine) and just because you and your best friend are nice to each other, it doesn’t mean you’re nice to other people.