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It's a strange feeling to realise someone is cooler than you and to be okay with it.
Tonight we hung out with Laurie's new guy's friends. They are, essentially, jerks. They're very hardcore underground music guys. They're serious about their music, and they're disrespectful to pretty much everyone else, though in an amusing sort of way. They're the kind of people that I think I used to want to be friends with.
And I didn't like them much. I mean, yeah, I can hang out with them, they're fun guys, but meh. Not overly impressed. And I am okay with that. I am totally fine with not liking them.
This, folks, is a big step for me. Usually I feel the need to like everyone. I feel the need to like and be liked by and fit in with everyone.
Or I did, I guess. Somewhere I've learned to accept that these are not my people, and that that is not a problem. There are some people who are not my people. There are some people I will not like and will not fit in with. I am far less uncomfortable among non-me people than I was before, but I am also far less desirous of fitting in with them.
Just another bit of proof that I have grown so much in the past three years. It is strange to notice personal growth! Blogs help. I can look back on entries from first year, from high school, and be amazed. I can be transported back to then, but also be just plain amazed at how I was.
Tonight we hung out with Laurie's new guy's friends. They are, essentially, jerks. They're very hardcore underground music guys. They're serious about their music, and they're disrespectful to pretty much everyone else, though in an amusing sort of way. They're the kind of people that I think I used to want to be friends with.
And I didn't like them much. I mean, yeah, I can hang out with them, they're fun guys, but meh. Not overly impressed. And I am okay with that. I am totally fine with not liking them.
This, folks, is a big step for me. Usually I feel the need to like everyone. I feel the need to like and be liked by and fit in with everyone.
Or I did, I guess. Somewhere I've learned to accept that these are not my people, and that that is not a problem. There are some people who are not my people. There are some people I will not like and will not fit in with. I am far less uncomfortable among non-me people than I was before, but I am also far less desirous of fitting in with them.
Just another bit of proof that I have grown so much in the past three years. It is strange to notice personal growth! Blogs help. I can look back on entries from first year, from high school, and be amazed. I can be transported back to then, but also be just plain amazed at how I was.