I was supposed to be clearing up the clutter of my old room at my folks place this weekend and got distracted by reading some of my old journals/diaries (Yea I had many books ha). Kinda cute thoughts I guess. Did not realize that I seemed to talk about boys a lot. I've always thought I did not care too much about them. Though in my defence, my journal was used for only big feelings and thoughts so they just seem concentrated in one place, not reflective of my everyday life back then.
It was weird reading some things and remembering stuff. But what was weirder is my take on things now based on what I wrote then and looking at it from afar.
What I came up with is that some girls are just mean girls. Little things that I said in a "oh, humm it is interesting that they said that" to now "wow, they were just being little bitches".
I wouldn't consider myself the naive type back then by far, in fact thoughtful, sensitive and intuitive though quiet, but there are some things I either just let slide or I am thankful I was oblivious to back then.
Funny how when fb started you just add everyone you know, people from your past that you never really hung out with to begin with. Looking at the mean girls back then and how they are now, I wonder how much they grew out of that childish phase. I wonder what it is they are passing on to their kids. If their kids are just as self centred as they were growing up or if they found some piece of kindness and thoughtfulness that they somehow taught their kids to be. It would be good to know that goodness is being spread into society these days.
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