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The only explanation I have for anyone liking me the slightest bit when I was younger is that they must have been as incredibly inept as I was. How long will it take for me to finally be able to look back at the things I did a few years before without cringing, disgusted by my own stupidity, my own inanity? With any luck, I won't look back on this entry in two years and groan.
Last night I decided I was going to transfer all my old posts on my blogdrive account over to my livejournal, as I feel pretty comfortable that I'll be keeping this up for awhile. I got a bit nostalgic, so I ended up reading all my entries from late 2003 to mid 2004. I eventually came across an entry that professed my love for my brother and concluded with the statement that I never wished to understand my sister.
At Mormon camp last weekend, when I introduced Samantha to everyone, they asked if we were best friends. She responded that we weren't, as her best friend is Stephanie, but that we were good friends, certainly, then proceeded to ask me who my best friend was. My first response was that I didn't have one, then I amended the statement to say that my best friend was my sister.
How can our opinions of people change so drastically in two years? It seems like such a short period of time for me to basically reverse my affections for my siblings. Much has happened between the three of us, the five of us, admittedly.
"This is the last conversation I'll ever have with you as your brother."
Last night I decided I was going to transfer all my old posts on my blogdrive account over to my livejournal, as I feel pretty comfortable that I'll be keeping this up for awhile. I got a bit nostalgic, so I ended up reading all my entries from late 2003 to mid 2004. I eventually came across an entry that professed my love for my brother and concluded with the statement that I never wished to understand my sister.
At Mormon camp last weekend, when I introduced Samantha to everyone, they asked if we were best friends. She responded that we weren't, as her best friend is Stephanie, but that we were good friends, certainly, then proceeded to ask me who my best friend was. My first response was that I didn't have one, then I amended the statement to say that my best friend was my sister.
How can our opinions of people change so drastically in two years? It seems like such a short period of time for me to basically reverse my affections for my siblings. Much has happened between the three of us, the five of us, admittedly.
"This is the last conversation I'll ever have with you as your brother."