Dusty Draft: Abandoned

This post will be somewhat of a confessional, but mostly an update.

Forgive me father, for I have sinned. When I was in the seventh grade, my mom started hanging out with her friends again. She was still grieving my father’s passing, so I guess it was fun for her to just get away from it all. Whenever my mom left the house to go out with her friends, I would tell her not to abandon me, because I felt like if she didn’t come back, I would be living on a street corner with nothing to my name.

I hate when people are too afraid to admit their mistakes and own up to them. I’ll admit to all of my readers that, in real life, I’m a cold-hearted bitch, but I’m okay with that. I realize that it’s possible to be nice (or at least civilized and polite) to people while still maintaining some pride and integrity (aka I’m not going to let you walk all over me just because you have nothing better to do with your life). But when I make a mistake or am completely out of line with my actions, I’m willing to put my pride on my line and apologise. But some people just don’t see where they’re going wrong with their decisions. Then they won’t even consider apologizing.

I’m not going to lie. I’ve had a tough year. It’s hard to pull yourself away from people you really do love, just to save your own skin. But I’ve learned a lot this year, and I’ll put it in list form, just for you.

1. The guitar is a difficult instrument to master, but a great instrument to just enjoy.
2. It’s very possible to be a friend recycler. But when you decide to recycle the dispensable, make it quick and painless.
3. I used to complain about how, in Middle-of-Nowhere, Ohio, there was never really anything to do. Now, I’ve realized that there are plenty of fun things to do if you stop thinking that you’re living in an ant farm, and just start living!
4. Musically, it’s great to take chances every once in a while. Eg. Last week, I bought Franz Ferdinand’s latest album “Tonight”, really only because it got a good review from the late, great Blender mag, and I liked the early Franz stuff I’d heard. I don’t usually buy albums without at least listening to a couple of songs from it first, but I took a risk, and I’m now borderline obsessed with this album. Just delve into a genre you wouldn’t usually even consider trying and have an open mind.
5. If people are willing to treat you like shit just because someone else is purposefully treating you like shit, that should diminish their value as your friend. You don’t really have to recycle them, but you also shouldn’t really trust them with your life.