Jul 5
Friends or…
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The definition of friend is hard to explain. Sure there is the dictionary definition but that in no way do it justice. The definition for friend is long and most of the time confusing. Ok I may be making it a bigger deal than what it really is. So let me get to the point.

There are people around me that are friends and there are people around me that claim to be friends but are anything and everything but. There are friends that truly and honestly enjoy your presence. Then there are so called friends that don’t mined not seeing or hearing from you for years. Their is a fine line for both of these. The is a fine line between friend and life partner. Not that one person can be both its just that there are key things that determine in what path it leads to. The same goes to those that border line in the area of friend and foe. An acquaintance is a still a friend just one that is on the low lever that you don”t mined hanging around with for short periods of time, or it might just be a business thing.

The best way to think of it, is to picture a line. On that line you place yourself in the middle. Those that are closer to you in that line are people you can trust. Those on the left are people that you just do business with and on the rite you will have friends and if you want you can also have family. By default everyone you don’t know is your friend until you hear other wise.

So knowing your friends is hard. But whats even harder, is being a friend. To most being a friend is about saying yea, sure, why not?, all the time. But there is a problem with that. It is not always the best way to go and it can end badly. It is well understood that in a relationship honesty is key. The same goes for friends. I try to uphold this with all that I can. I admit that some times I find it hard to tell some one the truth, because of the fear of loosing the friend.

Remember how a few sentences ago I mentioned how complicated friendship is. Well my solution to this is simple but never the best choice.

Stop giving a dam.

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Jul 1
One of those days
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Have you ever had on of those days where everyone you see or talk to is just a bother and nothing more. So much of a bother that u just want to take measures that involve a 9. Or something like it. I am not much for the small things like that. I much prefer a P90. The point is that there are days that one needs to just get away. Not on a vacation or a retreat (although many people do this but this just cause more frustration when you get the bill), I am talking about a fall “out of radar” from people. Make yourself visible only when needed and when you do keep it brief so that not to allow time for questions and answers. There are hundreds of people that live this way. Some by choice and others because its the only way.

For me rite now its the family that is making me want to go stealth for a wile.

Family is a pain in the ass the closer they are. I have a bit of a close family with uncles, cousins, aunts… In my family there is allot of talking behind one another’s back that its hard to picture that we are a family. Then agen is that what a family is? Is it like a the old saying goes “Keep your friends close and your enemies closer”? If thats the case then your worst enemies are those that you hold dear to you.

I would just love to make a chart of how fucked up my family is but I know that as much as fucked up as I see them they are family and I technically cant take care of them the same way as my enemies. So that is why the best way to deal with them is by falling from their radar. I mostly fear the day that they push me too far and I spas out and just give hem the talk of their life tel them straight out what the fuck it is that they are doing fucked up.

Also this is just a side note but if any of my uncles start an argument with my mom agen where he says that she is the star chilled. I am going to ask him to get the fuck out because my mom has sacrificed allot of he life to get where she is. If he want grandma to be in the fucking country so fucking bad keep her in your fucking house. Other wise send her back to where she is happiest and let her fucking die that way (happy).

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