over isn't the right word, but get over it is right the right thing to say. I have a better understanding of things and I am less bothered by the events of a week and a half ago. I'm done being down about it, I'm done being angry about it and I'm done holding a grudge. Good friends are more important. I'm finally (more or less) past my interpretation of the situation and into accepting the explanation of the others; they were the ones present for the whole event. I'm excited to step forward with a new sense of openness and understanding. stepping forward is a way better feeling that holding onto the past. it's also hard to hold a grudge over something I have been more than guilty of (I've often said that a specific girl's boyfriend should have kicked my ass multiple times for doing the same thing that I was so bothered about); this was a much bigger and more intense concentrated version of something in the same vein as something I took part in; except instead of me being a relative stranger to this dude, in my case it was a close friend. Another difference is that he is a fucking retard and I'm just kind of retarded.
and last night was awesome. got to meet a junkie (on something hard while I was around the dude) who is obsessed with the girl who played a role in the instance. he plays his guitar and sings really well; but he has a strange obsession with heroin musicians and "the lifestyle" they engaged in. pretty fucked up.
then I got to kick it with the lady and to finish it off I found that with some excellent help a bank can be filled and emptied by way of multi-tasking.
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