I've been feeling out of sorts with this town that I live in, with this town that I grew up in. The people are unfriendly, the store clerks are rude, all the women are nasty. Okay, okay. I'm exaggerating. It's not all of them, it's just certain ones, but it still gets to me. Because I'm NICE dammit, and they're not. I loved Colorado because I had so many friends so quickly - and I was always making new ones.
So, I've been in kind of a funk about the whole thing. I don't really know that it's THIS town - I've moved enough to know that people are pretty similar in most places. There are the same cliques, the same people who have to impress other people, the same bitches, and the same nice people. But I'm still pissed because I don't want to have to make new friends AGAIN, and I don't feel like putting forth the effort - because I DO need to do my taxes - and I'm just sure it's because they're the same as they were in high school. Did I tell you that I hated high school?
Then I read Michelle's post. Which tells me what? Get over myself and invite the town in for tea and buttered bread. In other words, be nice and they'll probably be nice back. Ah geez!
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Ya just gotta love Miss Twiggly.:)
Hey, come up to Sturgeon Bay. I'm nice too! We'll be the 2 nice girls in town. I agree with you. Sometimes it just seems to be too much work to go out and make friends, but I find it's worth it. :) Don't worry, you'll make some good friends who you can talk about those icky nasty chicks to. :)
It's so hard having to start all over. Our social life has certainly been more quiet since moving away from all of our friends and it has taken more time to make new ones than I might have expected. But you will if you're open to it.
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