when it's all said and done...
my manager at work has the best ears i've ever seen. the lobes are long and droopy, and i love to flick them randomly throughout the day. i take great pleasure in watching them swing gleefully back and forth.
needless to say, he doesn't like it much.
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there are some things i just don't talk about. i'm fairly open about most things, although they may be hard to talk about. and for the most part, i'm very honest about my past and where i feel i'm going in the future.
some things though, just don't need to be said. to anyone.
last night, i had what was probably the hardest conversation of my life thus far. i've had some bad talks with my dad before, and the "talk" with past boyfriends is never ideal either, but this one far surpassed them all.
i never thought that being honest with someone would be so hard. maybe it was because i really care about this person, or maybe it was just plain embarrassment over the whole situation. whatever it was, he can never accuse me of being dishonest about anything.
there are so many things i would love to change about myself, and i think most people feel the same way. if there was a magical genie that could change anything about anyone, most people would jump at the chance. but any change that i would make would have (in the long run) been a learning expierience, and i wouldn't be who i am without them. yes, this sounds very noble and philisophical (now i KNOW i didn't spell that right), but i think it's a nice way to look at my mistakes.
and so all i can do now, is move on. i can't take back the conversation, and wishing it had never happened would be a waste of my time.
as foreign as it is to me, a positive outlook is what i'm practicing.
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apparently, p.diddy is "suspected" of ordering the "hit" that killed tupac.
it's amazing what seven years of detective work will get you.
an alleged billionaire suspect and a still dead rapper.
give it up.
