As much as I hate to admit this but I I was wrong. Its funny how things work out. Though is being wrong bad? Today I found out sometimes being wrong is a whole lot better than being right.
Well monday I was talking on the phone with my friend. WE started talking about what we thought of people and maybe why I dont like the girls at our high school.
Well it was because I had noticed that most the girls I had ever really noticed were very shallow and for lack of better term "sluts". To me this is a girl willing to give up herself because she is in "love" with a boy she just met. A girl who if pregnant by 17 is no surprise to anyone. They are often mean and cruel to everyone outside of their own groups.
Well my fiend tried to argue this point. She mentioned girls I knew who werent like that but for everyone she listed not like that I could mention three who were. She was still not satisfied and was still very skeptical of my views and thought I was being very harsh with my judgements.
Well today I was talking to a girl who I was starting to maybe become friends with (very lucky but another story) over this past week. Well we were talking in class and I l;earned some interesting things about her.
First was that she had a son. She is a senior (Im a sophmore) and only 17 with a 1 year old. She had mentioned many times this week but I assumed she was talking about a nephew but loved like a son. Not until today did I realize it was truly her son. Also she mentioned a guy a lot. I assumed it was her brother by the way she talked about him. Well today I asked her if he was her brother.
"No, he's my fiancee." as she shows me her ring.
"Fiancee?"
"Yeah."
"You are marrying him?"
"Yeah."
"And you are a senior right?"
"Yeah"
"17?"
"Yeah"
"Okay just checkin"
Well Im blown away and she says all this with a smile and her head tilted to the side looking at me like it was obvious. Here was this girl who I actually liked and it turns she not only is engaged but has a son. She not only defies my stereotypes but is the opposite.
So I was wrong for once. Its about time. I was tired of being rght all the time anyways. Its boring. Besides I actually am really glad Im wrong about this. Its things like these that remind that not everyone is bad and there is hope for all these people.
Just wanted to share another good experience. I just feel really good lately. I got a new really good friend, this girl in my class, thanked an old friend who I hadnt talked to in months for being there in years past (and being warmly recieved), and I did homework for the first time in years yesterday. This all thanks to you guys for being you and helping me feel better and my new friend making such efforts to understand me like no has before. Thanks guys.
Well now I guess the hardest part is admitting I was wrog to my friend. Turned out she was right t be so skeptic of my negative view on people. Hopefully she wont completely reminder everything I said and how strongly I felt. If she does I get the feeling that this may be tough upcoming week. She knows how to push those perfect buttons when she wants. The ones that annoy me without making me mad at her.
18 Mar 2005, 10:31 pm
