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"Why, in God’s name, should you be sorry? For being assertive? For knowing what you deserve? F*ck that noise. You’ve accomplished things that others haven’t. You’ve used your resources to make considerable progress. When you’re actually bad, then you can make amends, but don’t apologize for the things you should be proud of. Trust me, you’re not sorry; you’re a badass."
(http://playnice.tumblr.com/post/43349614/youre-not-sorry)

The vulgarity in the quote above was required to make the desired impact, so if you're below 18, replace the f*ck, with screw.Thats nicer.then again, who ever bothered. AAAAANYWAY, I'm almost 2 decades old. Today i remembered again. I got 2 things I've been thinking about that begin with S. Shoes And Stupidity.

Shoes.
This thing called shoes. Normally, it makes sense. But in such a weather. in a weather where it rains on a whim, and burns on every other non whimsical day, you just need a good pair of slippers and you're pretty much set for life. I mean, where is the point in socks, shoes and laced unless you're trying to slim your feet down with a feet suana. Ok, maybe for women this point be redundant.But still. I dont see a use for my shoes anymore. unless I'm skating. Not that i think i need shoes, but the sandpaper on my board insists that shoes are required.

Stupidity.
Now.I got some beef with the latest cleo magazine. Or some women mag. its an orange cover with kate hudson on the front.Not that theres anything wrong with her. She's fine with a capital F. But one of those things they put to entice you to pick up the issue goes "Sex on the first date" Which is a real big WHUT. Now, I'm no advocate of the puritan lifestyles of the 1800's or whatnot, but that just screams "We're Sleazy, We Know It, and We're proud of it".now good for you if so, but what about those kids.Those kids you often complain about in the media about having underage sex and all that. When they read that what do they think? Morons.

A Rather Useful Titbit.
Here’s my theory: Having a “frenemy” is actually not a problem. Having a fremeny is the civilized and polite choice. Having a frenemy is not the exclusive domain of women. When a human being is upset by another human being but doesn’t want to upset the delicate balance of his or her immediate community and therefore smiles through the seething hate instead of clawing the offender’s jugular out, that is advanced sociopsychological behavior. Wars can be avoided by learning the refined skill of diplomacy. Why waste time and effort in confrontation and conflict over a so-called friend stealing champagne from your house when you can just vow not to speak to her for three months and then have dinner with her in six months? My answer to the question “Why do women act this way?” is: Because we’re evolved.

I don’t think having “fenemies” makes anyone “evolved.” It’s a totally dysfunctional way to handle relationships and interactions with other people. Why not just be friends with people you like and respect exclusively? I mean, you don’t have to be an asshole to everyone else, but you don’t have to be friends with them either. People who are competitive, passive-aggressive, manipulative, etc. are exhausting, why would you want to be friends with them anyway? (via Unicornology)
I Agree with the second opinion.

Forever Young.