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Thursday, October 09, 2003

I've got this weird quirky habit around people. I tend let my sweet, innocent, optimistic side shine through when I first meet someone I like (not like-like, but friend like). Then once they piss me off, or they lose my respect in some other fashion. It's like I really don't care what they think of me anymore, so I become the opinionated, blatantly honest person you all know me as. However, that sweet person is still inside, that's who I really am, It's just overshadowed at times. Those of you who know me, know that I never hold a grudge, I never stay mad, and if I'm tired of the Drama, I just avoid it instead of making it worse. On some occasions though people seem to bring out the absolute worst in me and it's all I can do to keep from fanning the flames. You have to understand though, it's not malicious, or sadistic. It's merely for amusement. I don't really hate people I give a hard time to. As a matter of fact some of the people in my life I'm most fond of get some pretty harsh 'loving' abuse from me. I'm sure you all think I'm crazy, but I imagine you've done the same at one point or another. Take for instance my dearest Josh. After much heated animosity between us, he's managed to obtain my adoration. Now don't get me wrong, I still understand he's a pig who cheats on his girlfriend, but I accept that about him and know now to keep my distance in that department. He is one of my favorite people and we engage in friendly banter all the time. Today he asked me "Why are you so mean to me? You used to be the sweetest thing." Poor kid. It's not that I'm being mean to him, it's simply my way of having fun with him. Honestly, if he weren't in that class with us we'd be so bored all the time. He's always the life of the party. So if you tend to catch hell from me from time to time, just remember, that you're probably just the life of my party and you don't realize it. ;)
Indigo Blue

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