Wednesday, March 18, 2009
For the Love of One
It bothers me when someone doesn't like me. Well, not when it comes to students not liking me. That doesn't bother me. It's part of my job description. But when someone I like and interact with frequently says "we could never be friends," it really hurts. I don't care how old or young they are. I can only think of one person I've really disliked, and even we are friends now. I want to be their best friend now. That seems to be an irrational thought pattern.
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You never told me you use to dislike me! ;)
Are you implying you are my only friend?
I don't know how often you check the comments on your posts...hopefully more often than you write them...but as I recall you were supposed to write a post on the dangers of mixing certain household items. You have missed the deadline. There will be consequences...as soon as I think of some.
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