The Warpath
May. 21st, 2003 03:23 pmYou know what? Skip the huge fancy news about the con. Anything worth remembering will come up later, I bet. Anyway, something more serious has been on my mind, and since this is my philosophical dumping ground, it gets dumped here.
A friend is a friend is a friend. That's the key to life, and lately, it feels as if I have to think more about what makes a friend. Me-chan's been feeling down because of the postboard, something that I dragged her into. And it feels like I can't convince her that they really don't hate her, which I doubt they do. Me-chan ('cause I know that you're the only one who reads this), look here, just because you don't necessarily agree with the AMSA's opinions does not mean that you aren't a valuable member of the board. And just because I do tend to agree with them doesn't make me all that valuable either. You are an intelligent person with opinions and thoughts worthy of expression. And as long as you argue them intelligently (and when don't you?) then I don't see why disagreeing opinions aren't valuable. It gives another side to the great Truth. And anyway, RPGing can't be right or wrong, and one person's opinion doesn't need to influence you to just pull out a character. I bet Kage's on that list of characters ticking her off too, and trust me, I'm living with it.
Anyway, just want to make sure people know this about friends. Friends will go through anything for you. The people I respect most are the ones who have stood by me no matter how bad or how selfish I've been. And Me-chan has been one of these people, and so I'll gladly listen to her obsessions, reassure her, serve as her temporary backbone, and above all defend her to the death. Mess with me fine, because you know what? I have my opinions, and I know when to defend, when not to defend. But you all, watch what you say to Me-chan, or I will go on the warpath.
Warpath good . . . . aggression is good stress-reliever. So yes, do not mess with the wrath of Dagas. Because Dagas does have wrath.
On to the topic of friends. It takes a lot of time and energy to be a really good friend. Yes, those people you go out with Saturday nights could be considered friends, but that's not the friendship I'm talking about. I'm talking about the people who stand beside you. The ones that don't require a Saturday night out at the movies to have fun with, the ones that you can sit down and talk for hours about anything with . . . those are real friends. It requires loyalty, and despite what some of the people in my calc. group were saying, I think you have to have common values, or at least share the same manifestation. Me-chan and I are completely opposite as far as religious upbringing and moral values are concerned, but both of us express our values in the same way. The compassion (at least beyond the aww . . . noises that I seem to make online) thing comes later as you start to understand the people better.
And yes, I am a selfish, self-centered, mostly anti-social teenage girl. Anyone who wants to dispute that can talk to me later in that imaginary dark alleyway *readies sledgehammer*
This attitude problem was brought to you today by The Warpath, making immature rants possible one dead soul at a time. At least by venting here, I can be nice to all the people I talk to today. *winks and waves*
Over and out.