Why should YOU care?

Hey all,

Stand up and speak out, tell them what you’re about.

I have a lot to speak about today. A lot of different subjects lingering in my mind, but I came to a conclusion that I’d start of by writing about something we can all relate too. In today’s world, especially in this country, people, linking to my previous blog post, enjoy putting people down. What I want to know is what If we just didn’t take it anymore? What if, for once in our god damn lives, we stood up, told those complete idiots to ‘Shut the hell up!’ and left, not giving them a chance to even reply. A lot of us have been in a situation and wished we could do that, but a lot of us just find it…difficult.

I personally find it scary, as I always seem to think of the negative consequences, some of the abusive things they might return. But hell, who are they to be calling the names? They’re the kind of people that cause emotional pain, which could even result in physical pain. But do they care? No. All they care about is themselves and their own status. My advice is to just ignore them. They confront you in the corridor, either walk on or simply say ‘It’s none of your god damn business.’

Moving on, I have a few words to say about Friends. We all have them, doubtless to how many, but do we trust them all? I don’t, and I never will. Real friends are people you can trust, and I’ve had many past experiences to realise that, take it in, and let it settle. But have I taken action? No. Why? Because like many others, I don’t have the guts to tell those who need telling exactly how I feel. You could say I’m scared, but I think it’s more like weary. I don’t want to create a conflict which could ruin other people’s atmosphere. Though, playing along isn’t the right thing to do either is it? Besides, confidence is what I believe makes the world goes round, and the more you have, the stronger you are, all depending on how you use it. It’s like your very own super power.

Now, apart from those I don’t trust, there are those I do. We all need real friends. To make us laugh, to make us work, to help us out, and more importantly to be there whenever we need them, willing to help us with any problems we have. Willing to do anything, depending on how sensible it is. I like to think I’m someone who can be a good friend, but I don’t think I’ve reached that yet. Maybe in a year, maybe in two. Hopefully, some day that will just be another achievement in the book. Everyone has their good qualities and their bad, but I think nearly everyone has someone they can trust, and for those who don’t, I really do feel sorry for. The other day, a good friend motivated me to do 6 laps of a 400m course in 12 minutes. I mean what the hell? Any other time, I would have pooped out during the 3^rd or 4^th lap and just momentarily died, but thanks to him and the fact I didn’t want to disappoint him, I managed it. Some people didn’t believe it, and probably still don’t. But I do, and so do my REAL friends. Which is all that matters right?

Well, that’s enough from me this fine Wednesday night. Feel free to comment your opinions or concerns, and expect another post this weekend. Toodles.

Yours,

Tom. F