/rant
See, I get it. I'm not a beautiful or unique snowflake. I'm not even a slightly-out-of-the-ordinary snowflake. I'm not a snowflake at all! In fact, I'm more like the trodden upon ground that, unacknowledged, supports all the beautiful and unique snowflakes, letting them rant and rave and go on and on and on about their problems. Of course, they're never interested in what *I* have to say so long as I don't try to say they're wrong.
Sometimes they are though, and I don't bother to tell them. They wouldn't listen. But the problem with all that is that, in the end, I feel pointless. I could be anyone on my side of the conversation and it wouldn't change theirs. I want to BE a beautiful unique snowflake! I want people to care what I think, what I feel, what I've been up to... not just assume that I have 5 hours I can just throw out of my day to listen to their stupid inane whining.
This will bite me in the butt. It'd be a nice change to do something that bit me in the butt - everything I do is always so safe and cozy. I'm hoping that at Suicide Girls, I'll learn to be a little edgier, a little cockier, and a little more me. Maybe then, maybe when I'm not little miss perfectly mannered and sympathetic, people will actually VALUE my company!
/rant
See, I get it. I'm not a beautiful or unique snowflake. I'm not even a slightly-out-of-the-ordinary snowflake. I'm not a snowflake at all! In fact, I'm more like the trodden upon ground that, unacknowledged, supports all the beautiful and unique snowflakes, letting them rant and rave and go on and on and on about their problems. Of course, they're never interested in what *I* have to say so long as I don't try to say they're wrong.
Sometimes they are though, and I don't bother to tell them. They wouldn't listen. But the problem with all that is that, in the end, I feel pointless. I could be anyone on my side of the conversation and it wouldn't change theirs. I want to BE a beautiful unique snowflake! I want people to care what I think, what I feel, what I've been up to... not just assume that I have 5 hours I can just throw out of my day to listen to their stupid inane whining.
This will bite me in the butt. It'd be a nice change to do something that bit me in the butt - everything I do is always so safe and cozy. I'm hoping that at Suicide Girls, I'll learn to be a little edgier, a little cockier, and a little more me. Maybe then, maybe when I'm not little miss perfectly mannered and sympathetic, people will actually VALUE my company!
/rant