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i guess its time to update. seems that its been a while. nate and i got married. im having a baby. im almost 4 months now. one thing i have noticed though about life and being who you are.... maybe this will shed some light onto whoever actually reads my journal. when i was a kid, 13,14 years old... i turned into this person, now people would call it goth or whatever, when i was 13, there really wasnt such a thing that i knew to call it. contempt for the people around you. the hatred you feel for most aspects in your life. the whole thing. im gonna be 20 in 2 weeks, and those feelings have never wavered or gone away. and something happened yesterday to provoke my thoughts on this issue.... normally those feelings leave after a while, and you were just going through a "phase". but anyhow, my point... yesterday, i was at the corner store grabbing a gatorade to keep from overheating cause it was hot as hell out, my husband was backing up in the parking lot so that i didnt have to walk so far. well, this woman walks around the back of the car and keeps giving nate nasty looks like he hit her (mind you she could have just as easily walked around the front of the car since it was moving backward). anyhow, whatever right? well, im walking out and shes still staring him down and giving him evil looks like hes the idiot, so shes walking up to the door and i hold it open for her. she wasnt even payng attention that the door was open she was still too busy being a dumbass. well, what am i supposed to do? let her stare at him like that when she was the one being stupid? no of course not, so i closed the door into her face, literally. normally, if i were do something like that on purpose or on accident, id feel kinda bad cause she got hurt. but i didnt feel the least bit remorseful about it. why should i be the one to feel bad when she is the idiot that was staring my husband down like he doesnt know how to drive and cant see? no, i shouldnt, maybe getting slammed in the face with a glass door will teach her some manners like my mother taught me when i was little.
now, with my little story in mind, i came to realize, instead of all of those feelings you have when your a kid of people being horrid and you wish it wasnt that way... blah blah blah you know what im talking about, instead of not doing anything about people like this woman, when you catch her doing something rude that she shouldnt, close a glass door on her face and see if itll teach her to be more considerate of others and get her to realize that the world doesnt revolve around how she walks and that the world doesnt do what she wants when she wants it cause thats how her family brought her up.
the moral here you ask? every time you go out, dont bend over backwards to help the rude, slam a door on thier face and give them a good shit eatin' grin afterwards, and hope that they learn from thier experience.