Ya know what I hate?

Backstabbers. You know what I hate even more than backstabbers? People who backstab you and others, then bitch and complain about other people who backstab them and others. It's rediculous.

What ever happened to being nice to people that you come in contact with in your daily lives? What happened to being faithful to friends and the like? I can't stand people who run and tattle on others as if they are in kindergarten. Trying to get other people in trouble for shit that you know damn well that you've done before. Or if you haven't, try to take a moment to sit and think about how you'd feel if someone "told on you" for a similar incident. If it's serious, and needs to be addressed - then go right ahead...do your civil duty, tell whom needs to be told. But for stupid shit that really doesn't matter - why does all the gossip constantly have to be circulating?

Running the risk of sounding totally cliche, I'm going to ask: Why can't we just get along? Why can't we just treat each other literally the way that we want to be treated? Act just a little more like a family. We all are, after all. No matter if you believe we all came from monkeys, Adam and Eve, an alien planet, the dirt, or the dark confines of my closet, we all came from the same place. Why do we have to be so rude to each other all the time? I'm not saying we all have to sit around a campfire and sing Koombaya...but at least get along with each other.

I know I'm guilty of it too. I'm not a gossiper, but I can't say what I feel. After all, the people that I'm referring to will never read this. Will never know how I feel - never know that I am so bothered with thier constant bitching and complaining. I pretend to be thier friend, when as soon as I know they've left, I breathe a sigh of relief that I don't have to put up with the bullshit anymore or watch every move I make to assure I don't accidentally do something against the rules that might get me in trouble since I know they'll go and run, first chance they get, to tell everyone they know about what new thing someone else just did wrong.

It's a sad day when it seems I prefer my time at home alone when the number one thing I complain of in my life is being alone and not having friends to spend time with. A sad day indeed. It seems the more I look for someone loyal enough to be a friend, the more I find that they just don't seem to be out there. I've been so suprised recently of the people I thought I could trust - I really can't. I can literally count on one hand how many people I truly count as friends and can trust. How sad is that?