It’s funny how we trust complete strangers with our deepest, darkest secrets but yet can’t seem to tell our closest friends the things that eat away at us at night… In reality the closer friend you are to me, the less you actually know about me.
I’m so much meaner than I used to be. There was a year when I won the “Kappa SWEET” award for being the sister everyone extremely trusts (?) and is sweet/nice. What a long time ago that was… that was probably when I was most involved with KPL. I was genuinely surprised I got that award, but I guess there was a time where I was like that and tried to be nice to people and tried to see everyone’s point of view. I think I tend to listen to people and end up agreeing with them, not to suck up to them and be on their side or anything like that (I hope it’s not seen that way), but because I truly do see their vantage point. Sometimes I think I would make a great lawyer because even though someone did something despicable, I could probably find a way to see their viewpoint. Anyways, that was off topic. Pretty much, I’m not as nice as I once was, I’m kinda mean sometimes nowadays. I don’t know if it makes me sad or happy. I’m not mean to people… just not so careful to sugarcoat things like I used to.
And being civil and polite? We’ll see, I think I’ll just go with my feelings on that one.. if I want to curse and punch you out and say whatever’s on my mind, whoops, consider this fair warning?
Keeping secrets or things told in confidence for someone you know longer have any loyalty to? I guess that’s more of a moral dilemma.