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I've made mistakes, clearly. No one is denying that and I'll easily jump at the opportunity to admit that I've had my shortcomings and am, in fact, a highly flawed human being.
I don't honestly have a clue how my myspace status got changed. Not a clue. the closest thing i can think of is that it accidentally switched due to my refusal to use the scroll on the side of my page. Either way, i have no recollection of doing so, no reason that i would have done so, and UNFORTUNATELY, no explanation other than a highly implausible technical explanation. HIGHLY believable.
Why do I post blogs? because much as i'd like to not admit to it, i do occasionally feel powerful emotions. I'm a passionate human being, and as much as a scorn anger and refuse to let it permeate through my veins, I now require a release if for NO other reason than as preventative measures. I write. It is my out. I write in a place where no one will see as a means of expression and to expel any negative feelings residing within me.
I love Ryan. I've gone out of my way time and time again to show that, if not specifically to him than to myself and to everyone around me. My friends know, my parents know, my classmates know. Yet a trivial error that i did COMPLETELY unintentionally AGAIN, have NO recollection of, is jeopardizing that. Anger is jeopardizing that. The quest for any information to justify and fuel wrath is ruining it.
I have guy friends. Closer guy friends than my girl friends. That's who I am. But I am also someone who goes out of my way to keep my promises and to maintain my loyalties.
I'm flawed, but in this case I have no ulterior motives.
and the great thing is, now that i've put so much effort into studying knowledge and ways of knowing, i know that i have no definitive means of proving that I'm writing this because it's true or because i know the importance of having the first written record.
I don't honestly have a clue how my myspace status got changed. Not a clue. the closest thing i can think of is that it accidentally switched due to my refusal to use the scroll on the side of my page. Either way, i have no recollection of doing so, no reason that i would have done so, and UNFORTUNATELY, no explanation other than a highly implausible technical explanation. HIGHLY believable.
Why do I post blogs? because much as i'd like to not admit to it, i do occasionally feel powerful emotions. I'm a passionate human being, and as much as a scorn anger and refuse to let it permeate through my veins, I now require a release if for NO other reason than as preventative measures. I write. It is my out. I write in a place where no one will see as a means of expression and to expel any negative feelings residing within me.
I love Ryan. I've gone out of my way time and time again to show that, if not specifically to him than to myself and to everyone around me. My friends know, my parents know, my classmates know. Yet a trivial error that i did COMPLETELY unintentionally AGAIN, have NO recollection of, is jeopardizing that. Anger is jeopardizing that. The quest for any information to justify and fuel wrath is ruining it.
I have guy friends. Closer guy friends than my girl friends. That's who I am. But I am also someone who goes out of my way to keep my promises and to maintain my loyalties.
I'm flawed, but in this case I have no ulterior motives.
and the great thing is, now that i've put so much effort into studying knowledge and ways of knowing, i know that i have no definitive means of proving that I'm writing this because it's true or because i know the importance of having the first written record.