How is it that I feel such pride?  They said I have low self esteem.  My religion tells me to go lower still and “love others more than yourself.”  Bad advice I learned.  For others don’t care about you unless they are noble.  And noble people, well they get tired of and hurt you.  Low self esteem grows.

I pride myself in knowing what the people want.  When Dad asks me what clothes he should buy for his shop I am certain what I choose will sell.  The things I like, others like as well, although they call it strange in taste.  I pride myself in the way I dress and esp. in the activities i do that i am natural at like singing or playing sports after an hour of practice/warm ups.

I am talented at making friends if they are the “right” people meaning people who are willing to have fun instead of being smarter or looking cool, or even being the Best.  The people I choose are somewhat dorky in the past.  But the ones I chose later were too promiscuous for my taste although not dorky.  And now, I suppose I choose the ones who are just normal…maybe good at something but they need not be.  Just good at loving life but even if theyre depressed i like them.  They just need to be NICE.  But better yet I choose people who I can grow from, who are good at something and who can help me.  But then that makes me feel a desire within that tarnishes my charitable side and i become competitive and tough and mean to people because i want something so bad.  I rather not try to be the best, but be the most loving, the most happiest of all, for I am kind and charitable.  But i dont feel like being suckered.  I wish i didnt feel this way or have that thought.  I dont want to keep tabs on people but how else am i to know whether they are a good person or not except based on their giving or selfish nature?

By the way i think You, SP, just wanted something to whine to me about when you misinterpreted my fake love poem, because I happened to complain about a lot of your poetry. I think you just wanted to complain back and feel even, or like you contributed in that way.  You mean person!  I was going to write LOL but you said not to do that.  No, youre not mean, you are just 70.  Hahahaha.

And so moving on from the old guy…

His son is a jerk too…he stalked ME, reading all my comments!

Very funny.

SO anyway, hmm.  I guess i will end with, that i think i am prejudiced or at least believe in the stereotypes that certain people will be and act in certain ways, and if there were no stereotypes things wouldnt be this easy.  But people fit into them so its real and works.  So i like them.  But they arent always positive.  Why cant people be more noble?  Like Me?  Like John or Scott and maybe SP.

Oh yeah, lastly, kudos for me for I gave away a nice black purse in good condition to my roommate because I bought another one that is better.  I am soo nice, yeah?  She doesnt like the silver metallic one her past roommate gave her because it is too showy and does not match her.  But I like it.  Maybe I should take it.  Except it has germs on it now.  And probably a bunch of low class 55 year old type trash.  Again, I am so nice.