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Maybe *this* rose doesn't have a thorn....

Why can't meeting new people be like surfing blogs? I think that would be so much easier! Above their heads is a little button that says "Next Person" you can press when you realize they aren't for you. When I was in high school, I used to take people not wanting to hang around me personally. Obviously, that is a legitimate concern, as sometimes it is personal. But other times, I'm learning as I grow up, you just don't have the same interests, and that's it. In high school, I'd think 'What did I say wrong? How could I have done this better? Why don't they want to hang out with me?' When in reality, they probably weren't into Backstreet Boys and Colorguard and hence, we didn't have much to talk about.



Blogs: There are SO many different topics out there that people are devoted to. But when I come across, say, a gardening blog, I'm not going to follow it. The woman in the cute ladybug hat and the big green thumb might be the sweetest person I'd ever meet, but I'll never know because the following is the only thing pertaining to gardening that could catch my attention:

So if someone you meet isn't open to being buds, weed them right outta your life (Did you like those gardening funnies there? Ba dum tish!) and don't think twice. As we get older, we can recognize what we do and don't like more quickly and then don't have to waste time on sub par interests, and that, is a wonderful thing.

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On another note, if you like Americana artists, here is my review of Will Pearsall's album, Healing Bone:

“Silent Storm,” the first track on Will Pearsall’s Healing Bone, starts off with a catchy hook that gets me really interested, until his vocals come in and put me off altogether. I keep listening, though, and I realize his slightly off-key vocals that fit a bit awkwardly with the music have a certain endearing quality that grows on me.

The Florida native who has been playing with a friend for more than the past decade and for a few years with another group, Jethro’s Giant Brain, has gone solo on this project and regales us with his emotional lyrics and guitar alone.

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Justin said…
When you wrote about how you wondered what you could have done better? Why don't they like me? when you were in high school, that is so true. I remember doing that all the time, and I did take it personally as well.
Justin said…
Also... it is good to not just make friends for the sake of friends. Better off having cool people to hang out with who you have mutual interests with than to be bored to death in the company of some schmucks.

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