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For some reason.. drama doesn't get to me anymore. I used to get totally anxious and angry, embarressed or upset about certain situations either rising up around me or that I would be watching. My life from the beginning of the sitch would revolve around it till the very end, and even then I was consumed by it. I.. don't care anymore. It's more like a + b = c. Shit happens. Deal. Mediate the right response. And that's as far as my emotion goes. I don't care! In fact, I'm a huge cunt when it comes down to it, perhaps -- looking at her side of it I can understand a teeny bit how she could be peeved... but shut up. Deal. Make the right response instead of whining or leaving dumb blog entries in "attack" mode, or getting friends in on the personality bashing. That's just fucking retarded, lame as hell, and just so middle school. Deal! Who cares! Life's too short for godsakes. I personally had a good time in LA. Felt kinda bad the morning after olly's party... but that kinda went away after quietly talking it out. Like normal people do.. *** Moving on... I had to be at work today at 8 am. That's a hell of a lot earlier than I thought - and holy shit, what a horrible way to wake up. But I'm on break now.. for another 40 minutes or so. *** I had a really good time in LA. I was only kiiiiinda stalked, which really helped the whole paranoia thing. Me and Danny have reached this amazing new level of a relationship/friendship and I just miss him terribly (I cried saying goodbye to him, and not my mom). And.. it's a shame he has to get caught up in some people. *sigh* Heh.. thanks to everyone I know.. I had a fabulous time in LA and hopefully this year I'll be able to come down for Christmas. I love you all so terribly.. and I miss ya.
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