First Attempts

So here's my attempt at blogging. I'm not sure what I'm going to write, but I figure this will be easier to keep up than a paper journal. Plus I tend to type faster than I write. I can use this to just write whatever I'm thinking at the moment. And right now it's about friendship. Sometimes I question my friendships with some people. I feel like I go out of my way for some of my friends and they take advantage of that. And I'm sure that's not really the case, but I feel like it is. I am the type that will go far for someone - I guess sometimes I wish they would do the same back. I try not to judge people but sometimes that happens. One thing about me - if I'm your friend, I'll be your friend until you do something that is hurtful to me (or to my friends). And I try not to have issues with friends just because someone else has an issue. I won't take sides - I don't believe in doing that.

So I've got a group of friends that I do football with. And lately they annoy me. Granted, I'm the last in the group with them, and I don't always feel like I fit in. And I keep trying. What's funny is that the one that they seem to pick on the most - Car Driver - is the one that seems to get along the best with me. He's the only one that doesn't judge me. Hokie Man does - he hates that I'm friends with SC Girl, that we went on vacation together earlier this year. I'm not sure what Football Boy hates about me, but our relationship is so strained at times. We went from talking every day to talking maybe once a month, if that. And I hate that! But now he's so tied up in this one girl who is so completely wrong for him that I've lost respect for him. He's into her because he thinks she is what he wants or needs. But she's not - she just wants to be married. And he'll end up marrying her because that'll get him back to New Jersey. Even though he was unhappy there when he lived there. So I have to learn to deal with the fact that he will be the kind of person who will put a girl ahead of everything else.

Then there are the exes. I am still friends with many of them, and most of my other friends can't understand that. I don't know why. We're not together because of different circumstances, but apparently that's not a popular thing. And it shouldn't bother me, but sometimes it does.

I guess I just need to realize that my friends are who they are and I have to accept them, warts and all.