...friends...the best kind...
Why don't I listen to the advice given to me? Its not that I don't listen to you, my dear friends, I do. I hear you, I really process what you are sayin' and then I go with my gut, with my feelings...sorry, but its just who I am, its my personality, I'm an ENFP 'member?
And poor poor Rocco, has been getting the brunt of it lately. If there was one absolutely fantastic thing that came out of the break up with J, its Rocco. My rock. But just tonight he's said that he's starting to get tired of hearing all the stories of heartache. The sad thing is that if only I'd listened to the boy diet advice, he wouldn't have to be hearing all the sad sad stories.
I think I'm a good friend to people. I'll usually give my advice and just let them have at their problem. I don't think I criticize or pull an"I told you so". Oh, I know, I KNOW, I'm going to be cursed with a child just like me. {My mum has cursed me so.} its going to be a little different b/c I know I'd try to do everything to keep from my child from ANY kind of suffering or pain. But I know its just what ppl need to go through. and for the kid that's like me, that poor kid is going to make frustrating mistake again and again. But I'll be there every time. Sheesh I should start saving up more, my luck, that kid's going to be making big cash item mistakes....
28 September 2003
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