Friends

I am so lucky. I have some of the greatest friends in the world. I just love to be around them and talk to them.
I know that there are tough times in everyone's life, and it's so nice to know that I have friends there when I need them. I hope that I am there for them when they need me. <3
I love you, friends.

i know i don't have all the details but

I know that I'm just an outsider looking in, but when you make a quarrel public over Facebook, it is really easy for outsiders to make their own assumptions. And the assumption I choose to make is that both of you are immature assholes and I make that conclusion after a few years of knowing everyone who is involved. and i know that you have an elitist complex and you make people kiss so far up your ass that they get stuck in the vortex that is your ass. Now when I say "you" I'm talking about everyone involved. Because you choose your friends. And you choose people just like you (or those posers who choose to try to be just like you and lose their own identity trying to appeal to an arrogant elitist like yourself.)
But a fight with your friend is really a fight with yourself because you're getting angry at a quality you wish yourself you didn't have.

But the thing is, you're being insanely rude. And you've always been as such. And I'm so glad that you showed me your true colors early on. That way I didn't get hurt and I didn't get stuck in a world that revolves around a spoiled brat like you. It's refreshing to look at my life and see that I'm moving forward. I'm a little bummed that you can't move forward too. But I understand that you're stupid. And I knew that when I left.

Pluto hasn't been a planet for as long as you could talk

On other news, the 6 year old I watch told me she had a nightmare that bad aliens kidnapped good aliens from the planet pluto. Pluto hasn't been a planet for a long time. It lost it's planethood when she was 1.
I have no clue where she could have pulled any of that information from. She doesn't know her planets. So that's weird.

I thought I had face blindness.

I thought I had face blindness.
But then I heard about the symptoms of said condition, and it turns out that I don't.
I am really, really bad at remembering faces and names.
And I don't mean to seem like an asshole, but when I first meet people, I don't remember their name or their face. I've been taking a whole lot of classes since I moved here. I've even taken some one day classes, and people recognize me from that. And I don't recognize them. At all. Like there is nothing in my memory that I held onto. I think everyone in chicago looks the same. That's not true, but I think I recognize people here and people there, but it's really just that people in general look exactly the same to me. And I try to tell them apart, but I can't until you tell me some weird story or something.
I make mental notes like "john is wearing a back shirt that says "evolve" on it, so that is john" then john always has to wear that black shirt for me to know who he is...
People say they are bad with names, but then they meet me... and after the seventh time, they understand, that I'm really bad with names.