Friendships are like wood

Friendships start off as a piece of wood. They are solid, and hard to break, well at least the good ones are. However, they can be broken with the right tool (like a fight). They are hard to put back together and it takes a lot of work. But even if they can be repaired there will always be that scar/ line through it. It will never be the same piece of wood again.

YAY HAPPY POST

As some of you may have been able to tell I've been a little stressed these past couple weeks from all of the drama in my life. Well tonight I don't feel stressed at all. What happened? I went to my boyfriends house. Plain. Simple. It helped so much. We played with his dog and cuddled on his couch while we watched movie critic videos. And now I am so relaxed, and my sweat shirt smells like him so I'm remaining calm. It was a good night.

Technology kind of sucks

Technology is great (bear with me on this). It makes our lives seem so much easier right? I mean we can have multiple conversations on facebook, texting, we can get things done faster by using the Internet for research and typing all of our stuff. There is nothing wrong with it at all. WRONG. Don't get me wrong I love technology, it's nice to be able to have conversations with people with out actually having to devote all of your attention to it, and it's nice to get homework faster. But I'm starting to HATE how it has changed us all so much. I had a fight with one of my best friends at the time over text. My friend was dumped over text. I got yelled at by my boyfriends ex over text. You can't tell how people sound over text. You can't tell what is more serious. You can't tell when they are being sarcastic. You can't tell a lot. On facebook, myspace, what ever social network you use, a lot of people are friends with people they don't really like. Why? No clue. And yes I am one of those people. So, now one of the biggest insults of the time is to be unfriended. It's like "Oh you complain about that person so much/ never have even met them before, and you delete me?" I got to admit, it did kind of hurt a little when my ex-best friend deleted me, when my boy friend's ex and sister deleted me. Why? No clue. I guess I just hate the idea that they hate me so much that they felt like they wanted to delete me. Should I care? Not at all. His ex and my ex-best friend were not good people in my life. They kept hurting me, and I should have deleted them, but it still kind of stings a little when they are friends with people they have never liked, and yet I am the one that is deleted. Technology is the new easy-way-out. You can say things to people that you would never even think of saying to their face. Technology sucks.

The thought that counts

So in a few hours I will be 18, which is legally an adult. So, this past week I've been thinking about a lot. First of all I've been thinking of friends. How many I have lost over the years, gained, found out weren't true friends, etc. I have quite a few friends, and only recently I'm finding out how many are fake. That one girl that I posted about in the past 2 post I have not talked to since. I see her everywhere and it's just a daily reminder of how this could have been avoided if I wouldn't have hid my feelings from her, but I think in the end I'll be better off. It's just really hard when the one you want to get away from is there all of the time because she is friends with your friends. Another girl I've been trying to stay away from is someone close to my boyfriend's family. She has said that I flirt with other guys and have no respect for others. She also apologized a few days later for how this came out (not what she said but how she said it, and all of this was over text). I have not responded to the "apology" and I don't feel like it deserves an answer. I have talked to a few friends and asked if it looks like I flirt with the guys she says I do and they all say no and that it looks like we are just close friends. I also keep seeing this girl everywhere and I just don't know what to do anymore because every time I see her I want to go cry because of how mad she made me and of how mad I am at myself that I let her affect me so much. Some people would say this is a sign of guilt, but I assure you it's not. When ever I get yelled at for something, a rare occasion, if there is truth in it or not, I always feel bad. Like a puppy with their tail between their legs.
On another note, some people who I am very close to have been asking me what I want for my birthday, and honestly? I don't know . I could name movies or Cds or whatever but what do I really want? I guess maybe it's the whole "it's the thought that counts " thing. I want to see what they think I'll like, what they know of me.
After all this doom and gloom lets look at some perks at being 18!!!! I can smoke (if the smell didn't give me migraines and I actually wanted to), I can vote, I can gamble if I want (probably won't), and there's some other stuff that I can't really think of at the moment. Oh and I get 4 cakes in 1 day!!!!! Yay!!!!!!