greek teen

I once asked the person sitting next to me if I were a good writer. That question was followed by a comment about how I would be a good writer if I was a teenager. Not a bad thing mind you, but I was never really convinced that I was a good writer. I could imagine that there might not be much of a future for me if I was a teenager and that writing might not be as good if I was a young adult.

I don’t think I’m a bad writer, but I think I could have been if I was a teenager. I think I would have been better at getting my point across, but then again I probably would not have been a better writer. I think I might have been a better blogger too.

I guess I would have been a better blogger, even if I wasn’t a bad blogger. I would have been a better blogger than I was. I think I would have probably been a better blogger than I am now. I really think I could have been. I would have been a better blogger than I am now. I think I’m a better blogger than I am now.

I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been.

I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been. I think I could have been.

Like most of us, I have a bad habit of starting this blog by writing about how I am a complete and utter asshole. I am not usually this blunt, but this time I am. I’m just really annoyed because I know I am. I am just really annoyed because I know I am. Like most of us, I have a bad habit of starting this blog by writing about how I am a complete and utter asshole.

I am not. I know this, but I am. I am. I am. I am. I am. I am. I am.

I am always annoyed by people who get upset about something I say, or who think that there is something wrong with them. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I’m just a guy who has a crappy job and is making a life for himself, and that people can get upset about things like this. People get upset about things like this.

The point is that people can get upset over things like this, and that it is totally normal to feel that way. Sometimes it can be a good thing, as it gives you a chance to practice not being annoyed. A lot of the time though, it can be a bad thing, as you end up making fun of yourself for being so upset.

What is normal? It’s just that you’re upset that the guy you’ve always thought of as a friend is now an enemy.