Well, all good things come to an end.
Even the very best of them.
Crushed is pretty accurate when it comes to the description of how I'm feeling, and is empty.
However, I accept that I'm not the only one who has feelings, and wants and needs, and although all of mine were being met - not only that, but surpassed - I recognise that I may not have fulfilled all wants and needs.
Actually, I KNOW I didn't. After all, it is ME.
Therefore, I don't feel bitter or agitated, because I just want her to be happy.
If this is what it takes, then this is what it takes, and I'm good with it.
Anyway... Pondering...
Oh aye.
Recently, folk have taken to describing me - at various junctions - as boring, unfriendly and downright nasty.
Now I realise that I'm not the most interesting person ever. Nor am I always as friendly as I could/should be.
But I never realised that these things are much worse than was apparent to me.
Point is, I can't do much about them.
I am me. I don't colour myself up with bright, fantastical and heady colours to make myself interesting. I'm not always the friendliest person, but I tend to try to be fairly amiable. If I fail, it's either that I'm in a bad mood, or that I actually don't like someone. If the former, sorry. If the latter, tough.
But NASTY? To be honset, I've never considered myself a nasty person. Occasionally mean, perhaps. Certainly one to hold a grudge (but only when justified). Sometimes bitter.
But I never thought some people just viewed me as downright unpleasant.
It just proves that people's opinions of you can vary wildly from your of yourself.
Well, this has been a pretty shit blog post, and you have my apologies.
N.B. - Exam Countdown Timer inidcates 24 days until my first "real" exam.
Golly. How fun.
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Well, I've met you twice - once arranged and once out of the blue - and neither time have I found you unpleasant. In fact, the start of this blog post just shows how much of a true gentleman you are. (Very gracious and well put I must say.) I'm viscous at times, I know I am but I have a very low tolerance and a tendency to be very sarcastic. I'm not the most interesting of people, and have been colouring myself in to seem so, but then I get fed up and I snap, usually to the response of "I don't know you any more Sophie, this isn't the real you." To be honest, life is like a film and you play the main character. Hell, IT'S YOUR FREAKING FILM! Why let everyone screw it up for you, eh? Just carry on with what your doing and you'll produce a blockbuster =] Everyone that cares for you is already a fan, so fuck everyone else. Be selfish. We all have to at some point and this is your time. Go on you devil, put yourself first ;] lmfao x
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:) Thank you though.
It means more than it may seem.
btw - Your viscous? ;) You sure?
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