Clearing the air
Oct. 10th, 2004 12:21 amA while back, I wrote how I cemented the friendship of two girls.
Well, these two people started calling me a hateful person for sharing their story online. I wasn't quite sure why, so I invited them out to Starbucks along with my mysterious suitemate.
One has the God-given ability of graphic design. The other is nicknamed Ape because, well, she looks like an ape (okay, so it's a shortened version of her name).
As it turns out, I'm not a hateful person. I'm just too honest for my own good. Maybe if I was more deceitful then I would get the respect that I deserve.
We got to know each other a little bette. I reminded the Ape that graphic design girl's dad and I share a unique bond. Her dad and I graduated valedictorian out of the same high school. The world's a very small place. My mysterious suitemate and I also shared our student government bonding stories (which I will save for later).
The biggest gain of the night: I was promised some free casserole in the near future. Mmmmm, homemade casserole.
Well, these two people started calling me a hateful person for sharing their story online. I wasn't quite sure why, so I invited them out to Starbucks along with my mysterious suitemate.
One has the God-given ability of graphic design. The other is nicknamed Ape because, well, she looks like an ape (okay, so it's a shortened version of her name).
As it turns out, I'm not a hateful person. I'm just too honest for my own good. Maybe if I was more deceitful then I would get the respect that I deserve.
We got to know each other a little bette. I reminded the Ape that graphic design girl's dad and I share a unique bond. Her dad and I graduated valedictorian out of the same high school. The world's a very small place. My mysterious suitemate and I also shared our student government bonding stories (which I will save for later).
The biggest gain of the night: I was promised some free casserole in the near future. Mmmmm, homemade casserole.