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Nov 13, 2004 07:46

I think I might just have to join in on this brigade. This is a list of 14 people and descriptions of them but I won't refer to you by name, just by number. You can ask me if your that number, but I won't just blurt out who you are. Here we go:

1.) I love you. Sometimes you go astray, and sometimes I even get mad at you for it, but as soon as I see you it's gone. I can't look at you and talk to you and be angry all at once. I can't be upset around you for very long. You're too good at cheering me up. You make me like myself. Thank you.

2.) I hate it when people are afraid to ask you about it. I hate when they assume that there are things that you can't do. You can do so much more than all of them combined. You question yourself a lot, but you are a good person. The fact that you are able to question yourself is proof. I'm grateful that we had a chance to get so close, to have our late night girl talk and our "parties" and our gossip and our soap. I can be mean to you for no reason sometimes. I am trying to change that. You make me want to be a better person. Thank you. I think this one might be obvious. Sorry!

3.) I like that we are friends, but we are just school friends. I'd really like to be hang out friends with you. You know, the kind of friends that have more than empty conversation. More than just "How are you doing?" "I'm grand. How are you doing?" "I'm fine."

4.) Why are you so competitive?! I am no threat to you. Don't undermine me because I can undermine you, too. I don't want to do it. It used to be a habit of mine that I worked hard to kick to the curb. Don't tempt me. You are a good person. You are a fun person. You have talent. There's no need for it. You know that you do it. You've been confronted about it. I watched. So change. Every person has the ability to change if he or she really wants to. The only conclusion that I can deduce from your actions is that you don't want to change. You don't want to be a better person at the cost of your useless pride.

5.) You are adorable. I am crazy about you. I hope you know that. You've been going through some tough times as of late, and I just want to be able to help you in some way. I have tried to just smile around you and find the positive side of everything you say. I have been hoping that smiles really are contagious. I hate to see you so sad, so angry. You don't deserve it. Above all people, it shouldn't have happened to you. As much as I try to get around it and say something optimistic, you are too beautiful to deserve this.

6.) As much as you've hurt me over the years, you've guided me, too. I find sometimes that we are the same person, and, sometimes, we are different in every way. I used to look up to you. You were my role model. Then I realized that you weren't a very good role model. Now, you're my friend. I like to chase away your boyfriends and laugh mannishly. Oh, and you're a pussy vegetarian if you haven't figured it out yet.

7.) I love you so much. It's hard to adore something that has given you so much agony. I can't help it. It's been programmed into me from conception. Your opinion of me dictated my life. For years. And years. I have so much respect for you and so much fear of you, and these two combatting forces are bound to collide from time to time. You've done so much to protect me. That's the respect. Your protection has hurt me. That's the fear. I don't want to hurt you, too. I just want you to see what you've done. But even that would hurt you. You're an encyclopedia of information. You are so smart, and, yet, so naive.

8.) You are such an idiot. Man, you are a weird, creepy kid. I used to think I hated you, but now I think we've developed a quirky bond.

9.) You are never around. I don't know if I have a right to complain about it because you are doing good, honorable things. But what about your family? Are they more important than we are? I can only hope to be as selfless as you. Can you possibly be selfless... at home?

10.) You are really cute. No one else seems to think so, but I have strange taste.

I don't have time to write any more. I guess I'll stop it there.
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