Back at Hofstra
So it's a bit weird to be back at HU after graduation. I still have so many people to see, and I know I'm not going to see everyone, but figuring out who to see and who not to see seems unfair to way too many of those I consider friends.
One thing funny though, is that apparently my definition of friendship is different than others. In my fond recollections of Hofstra, I didn't include that people can be so fake. That people will lie to your face with a smile and little a thought for the repercussions on the one they're lying to. What scares me most is I think I was probably like that with some people while I was here. I truly apologize for that. Looking back, I think one of the reasons I was so upset so much was all the web-weaving we encounter in our day-to-day lives with those we think we care for the most. But why is it that those we care for the most hurt us most greatly?
Vulnerability. I exude it in so many of my interactions with others. I'm not upset that I don't put up a wall with others, and I'm not upset that it hurts when it does (though I'm not so fond of that part, we'll lump it in with learning experiences).
I guess what I love most about Minnesota is that people are genuine. Or at least the people I deal with and consider my friends. There's little to no backstabbing and mean-spirited gossip, and at this point when I encounter it in an environment I run in the other direction because, frankly, I don't need to deal with it. We do however discuss our fair share of what's new in People magazine. Celebrity gossip is different, and not really mean-spirited anyway (I mean seriously, who was going to choose K-Fed's side in his and Britney's divorce?)
I've only been in NY for a day and a half, and though I'm excited to see my friends, I'm also somewhat homesick for Minnesota. Whenever I hear from someone from there, it makes me smile. :)
Today I'm going to the movies with my Big and my Little. Two of the people I've never known to hurt me. I'm going to enjoy it for every second I can.
Peace out, cub scouts.
One thing funny though, is that apparently my definition of friendship is different than others. In my fond recollections of Hofstra, I didn't include that people can be so fake. That people will lie to your face with a smile and little a thought for the repercussions on the one they're lying to. What scares me most is I think I was probably like that with some people while I was here. I truly apologize for that. Looking back, I think one of the reasons I was so upset so much was all the web-weaving we encounter in our day-to-day lives with those we think we care for the most. But why is it that those we care for the most hurt us most greatly?
Vulnerability. I exude it in so many of my interactions with others. I'm not upset that I don't put up a wall with others, and I'm not upset that it hurts when it does (though I'm not so fond of that part, we'll lump it in with learning experiences).
I guess what I love most about Minnesota is that people are genuine. Or at least the people I deal with and consider my friends. There's little to no backstabbing and mean-spirited gossip, and at this point when I encounter it in an environment I run in the other direction because, frankly, I don't need to deal with it. We do however discuss our fair share of what's new in People magazine. Celebrity gossip is different, and not really mean-spirited anyway (I mean seriously, who was going to choose K-Fed's side in his and Britney's divorce?)
I've only been in NY for a day and a half, and though I'm excited to see my friends, I'm also somewhat homesick for Minnesota. Whenever I hear from someone from there, it makes me smile. :)
Today I'm going to the movies with my Big and my Little. Two of the people I've never known to hurt me. I'm going to enjoy it for every second I can.
Peace out, cub scouts.