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Disrespect....and othersuch woes.
Oct. 28th, 2009 02:30 pmIts sad when people are so disrespectful to one another.
I dislike feeling in the middle watching one friend be on the constant extreme going out of her way to talk trash about another friend..all for the sake of a third party. What does that prove? It seems so immature, so childish, so freaking rude.
I don't like watching my friends debase themselves so much and showing this side...it makes me wonder if things ever soured between us, is this how she'd treat me? And then if we made up, would she own up to what she said?
That's all I'd like to say about it. I'm sure all parties involved know exactly who they are, and I hope that either filters are created so my F-list isn't constantly full of this crap, or folks just...grow up.
And moving.
Moving is bullshit. I HATE moving. I hate going through my things and trying to fit the puzzle pieces together. I started taking my boxes to the Futon Room upstairs....god, it's horrible. I got halfway upstairs and could just smell the rank dog piss. I'm sure Brandy's gone up their and no one's taken care of it.....I am not freaking excited about overhaul cleaning this place just so I can live here. I'm really, really not.
And a large, large part of me doesn't even want to move back in. I don't want to live with them when they're going to try snooping through all of my stuff, finances, you name it - I don't like it. I really want to get out of here ASAP. I'm not even here yet officially.
I dislike feeling in the middle watching one friend be on the constant extreme going out of her way to talk trash about another friend..all for the sake of a third party. What does that prove? It seems so immature, so childish, so freaking rude.
I don't like watching my friends debase themselves so much and showing this side...it makes me wonder if things ever soured between us, is this how she'd treat me? And then if we made up, would she own up to what she said?
That's all I'd like to say about it. I'm sure all parties involved know exactly who they are, and I hope that either filters are created so my F-list isn't constantly full of this crap, or folks just...grow up.
And moving.
Moving is bullshit. I HATE moving. I hate going through my things and trying to fit the puzzle pieces together. I started taking my boxes to the Futon Room upstairs....god, it's horrible. I got halfway upstairs and could just smell the rank dog piss. I'm sure Brandy's gone up their and no one's taken care of it.....I am not freaking excited about overhaul cleaning this place just so I can live here. I'm really, really not.
And a large, large part of me doesn't even want to move back in. I don't want to live with them when they're going to try snooping through all of my stuff, finances, you name it - I don't like it. I really want to get out of here ASAP. I'm not even here yet officially.