I'm used to being able to talk about the feelings that I think I should share. Noemi has taught me that when I need to share my feelings I can; and she won't hold a grudge for more than a day but with my roommates I'm afraid to tell them I have different plans for the night, let alone tell them that I don't like hanging out with the boys that they hang out with. They are all really pretty. Obviously pretty. And I am not. I'm not saying I'm ugly! I'm a good looking person I know that because I have heard it but with me, my personality is a lot of "me"(except black guys and mexican guys, they all just love me!). With them, guys first see how pretty they are then their personality is a plus. So needless to say, these guys like them more than they like me. I don't want these guys to like me. The way I am makes it easier for me to filter out people in my life that aren't good for me. These guys don't like my personality. They don't care much for the way I dress and they don't care that I like to read. They don't care that I love music. And my roommates don't see that. I'm always the odd man out. But my roommates don't get it. So when I tell them that I have different plans they get mad at me, but they won't tell me that they are mad at me because they are not Noemi.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
They Won't Love Me Like You Love Me
Over the years I have learned that sometimes your feelings are for sharing and sometimes your feelings are for yourself because they are silly feelings. I owe this knowledge in great part to my friend Peter. He taught me to be patient and that sometimes it's not ok to get mad at people. I used to get really mad at people and hold grudges. Now I take a step back and look at the whole picture (or most of it). When someone doesn't call me when they are supposed I don't get mad. Yes, it upsets me but what's the use in being mad? When it comes to friends, anger is a waste of time. That being said. I think that my roommates are angry that I have other friends.