Weird.

You know, it used to kinda bug me when people called me weird. Now. It doesn't. I'd much rather be weird than normal. Normal people are boring. And if there was no weird people then who would make change? I'll bet that Ben Franklin was weird in everybody's eyes of his time. I'm not saying that I'm the next Ben Franklin...lol that would be stupid of me but I think that it just won't bother me anymore. I'll embrace my weirdness. It's a part of who I am. :]

Another thing though is that I'm realizing how much I say people are weird. I'm not proud of that. Why do I do it? Who am I to judge who's weird or not? They're just....very very different that I am... Recently I met a guy who obviously lied about having a girlfriend after I told him that I was talking to my boyfriend (which was also a lie because I thought he would've left when I told him...fail.). But he was the guy who probably didn't have many friends and sorry to say this but girls probably aren't that interested in him. After trying to hit on me and discovering that I wasn't available he felt the need to lie...as if that would make him "cooler" or whatever. That's so sad. I won't lie now, I was a little rude and very disinterested in what he was saying. Why? Why do I have to be so cold? Who cares if he's a little strange? I need to look past that and just accept him. God told me a while ago that everybody I come in contact with is there for a reason. I need to try to learn something from everybody I meet. Maybe I'll learn something maybe I won't. But it's not about just me either, what if I'm supposed to teach them something? What if I could help them by just being a friend? I don't want to just see the dirt on people...I want to brush some off of them and see what's underneath. I know it's going to be hard because everybody I know does this too. But I will try to...no. I am going to get better about this. No more talking about people or poking fun at people that walk past.