We All Know What Assumptions Do...

...they make an ass out of 'u' and 'me'. And this happened to be last night. For 13 years I've thought one girl I went to high school with hated me. I finally got the courage to confront her, 10 years later. Well it turns out, not the case. I felt like a real a-hole. I lumped her in with a group where at least one person started a rumor about me and an ex who was dating another girl all through school. The other girl heard the rumor and hated that he and I were so close. She went to an entirely different school than we did.

I based all my thoughts on going to my 10-year reunion on the assumptions I made. It's crazy how many times this can actually happen in life. A person, or two persons can be shy enough to think there is an issue where there is none.

So after a long, long conversation, we hashed it out and made things right. 10 years too late, but better late than never.

The reason I've let this bother me is any friends I've made in the last few years, get me at my best. The people who knew me when I was 12-18 got to see me at my awkward time. Where I was growing into my body, I was a gangly 12 yr old at almost six feet tall. If you saw me at my worst, I take your opinion of me a little more to heart. I'm confident with who I am now. The people I know now can take it or leave it. I'm not a hard partying person. I don't need to go out partying all weekend like some of my new friends. I'm 28 years old. I'm past my party-hardy stage. But I do still enjoy the rock 'n roll part though.

Peace & Love my dears.