God I hate growing up.

[godream]

Recent grown-up discoveries that I really hate accepting.

1. Sometimes, people change, and you have to let them go. Sometimes, people aren't who you thought they were, and you have to let them go. And that's okay.

2. Sometimes, no matter how right you're sure you are, you can't change other people's minds, and you have to let that go. And that's okay too.

As usual, time to get back to breathing.

In other news, after how much I worried about writing my grandma recently, no reaction whatsoever. She's written again and it's all the same as ever -- enough that I wonder if she got mine, or read it, or cared. :/

In other other news, I am finally all out of Desperate Housewives episodes and can now go back to leading a semi-productive life. (With emphasis on the semi, i suppose.)

Comments

[wumbology.livejournal.com]

Is it a bad thing that I think it's perfectly fine that you hate accepting that you have to let people go sometimes, but I lost a little respect for you after having to accept that you watched Desperate Housewives? Moreover, does it matter if I'm only associate with you because I want some of your pie?

[godream.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure that last question degrades you enough to "ugh, what a typical guy" that I don't actually care about your opinions in the first question. :p

[wumbology.livejournal.com]

What can I say? Your pie brings all the boys to the yard.