So, I'm not one for confrontation or for arguments. But, at the same time, I have a mighty big opinion; that's what causes a lot of problems between friends and can create an argument. I get that from my mother. Sometimes it's unfortunate, because if I know a person well enough and they know how I am, I'll spout off anything I want to say without actually stopping to think about it first. And I don't know if it hurts their feelings or not, but afterwards, I will think about what I said and say to myself "I probably shouldn't have said that."
I don't like to offend people (I don't like being offended, so I feel everyone feels the same way I do), so instead of telling that person what I think, I'll tell another person and hope they keep whatever I said about that other person to themselves. It's a bit cowardly, but I think it's also a Southern thing.
My dad is from Los Angeles, and there it's all peace and love (although he was hardly a hippie, try the complete opposite). So, if you want to talk to someone and you have those southern Cali genes, you say what you feel in a very thoughtful, sentimental, understanding, soft way. I can also talk to people this way as well. I was blessed with the witty, whip-cracking personality of my mom, but the soft and tender personality of my dad. Normally, though, I end up being a bit blunt and rude, even if I am just talking to myself about someone.
I also think my opinion should be honored. If someone asks me "What should I do?" and I tell them straight up, they should listen and possibly go forth with what I have said. If they go off and do the opposite thing than what I said, why even waste my breath saying anything at all? That actually kind of infuriates me.
I have a friend that has been asking me over and over the same opinion for over a year now, and he never listens. I don't know why. Maybe because he wants a reason to talk to me, or maybe because he is ignorant, but I don't understand why he doesn't do what I tell him in the first place. He's still my friend and he really admires me (he has told me a million times that he "thinks highly of my opinion"), but sometimes I'm rude to him and I don't think he gets the point.
Anyway, I think there was a point to this other than to just tell you how I act and what I'm like.
Oh, right, to state my opinion on something.
Actually, I don't even think I need to say what I feel - I should just tell you what happened and let you form your own opinion.
My ex-boyfriend Joey and his girlfriend went to Europe for spring break (because, for college students, those still exist). That's cool, I'm jealous, I wish Wade and I could go to Europe for 2 weeks because we have nothing else to do. It's true, I am jealous ONLY because he got to go with a significant other. I would love to go on a trip with Wade (fingers crossed for Disney World this summer).
Anyway, here's where I have to bite my tongue because I want to explode (because he is truly the epitome of stupid and disgusting): they went to Amsterdam, and I guess other places in Europe, for one reason only. To smoke pot and get high.
I've been known to do stupid things in my lifetime, but this I think takes the cake for prime idiocy. You are 24 years old, you are working a dead-end job, and you go off to Europe and frolic around Amsterdam to get high all day just because you will get arrested if you do it in America (which, you already do 99% of the time so I'm surprised you haven't landed in jail - AGAIN).
Yeah I'd love to go to Amsterdam and smoke weed once just for the experience, but it wouldn't be the essence, the bulk, the REASON for my trip. I would go to Amsterdam and enjoy the history, I would go back to Paris and sit on the Champs with a baguette and my lover, I would go to London and Bath and Rome and take in the sights.
I don't want to go to a place just to forget it. That's part of the reason why I didn't drink at all in Paris (well, once, at dinner, I had rosé, but that was it). I wanted to remember my experiences and the joys and the sights. I want to remember how I felt.
I'm not knocking on pot smokers. I've done it before, I know a lot of people that have, and I know some people that still do. I'm not against it. But I don't think it should be what your life is centered around.
I'm so glad he saved me from spending the past 2 years with him, because I would be just as much a loser as he is today.
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