and hell for the company.
I heard that in a song the other day, and I can't get it out of my mind.
Bascially, I'm a nice person, but I wasn't very nice these past couple of weeks. I generally tend to try to not stalk on Facebook. I try to stick to my friends, BUT people can easily lead my astray. I'm not saying I'm blameless. I follow them.
Someone messeaged me about a guy I used to date. So, I went to look him up. He is in a relationship now.
NOTE: I never post anywhere if I'm in a relationship. Just not my thing. People keep wanting to hear about it.
So there we sit going off about the girl he is dating. Its just mean, but I can't help myself. Its like some inner, sixteen year old vicious cheerleader comes out. We broke up because he has mental problems. I don't even talk to him anymore, but still. Just surprised.
Is this another one of those human condition things or do I need to just work on being a nicer person.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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Victoria, it is totally a human condition thing. People are just curious. Periodically, I will wonder what happened to someone I used to work with or went to school with and I Google their name. Sometimes, I get nothing, sometimes I find out quite a lot. Often, it's quite fascinating!
Oh, I totally reverted to High School the other day while at lunch w/ an old classmate and gf that I recently connected with on FB. Dammit! I feel like such a dumbass. So, I can relate to your post. I swear, I was taken back to freaking 16 years old. Funny how high school stays with us, even though there was so much we detested about our crazy teenage selves...
Well, being a long time reader...
You blogged about it, so regardless of whether you were blogging for the sake of blogging or it actually bothered you, it was something that stuck in your head.
One of your ongoing blog themes is that when it comes to dealing with other people, more often than not you talk about moving on because dwelling just isn't a good thing.
I don't think it necessarily reflects one way or the other on how nice you are. It probably says more that at some level it felt like dwelling on something that is better left put away and left behind.
Okay, enough over-analysis.
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