  Well, still working on that stupid project. >=P Not much fun...along with coughing up a lung after swollowing it once more...>. Well, Ricky's not talking to me at the moment...And I know I shouldn't let it affect me, but you know what? I do care...I care when my friends are mad at me, when they find something wrong enough with me to stop speaking to me...But I really don't know what I can do this time if anything. May just end up giving up, considering this is not the first time...or the second...or the third...But I'm going to stop there...>. . Well, I began to realize today how much some people actually listen to me. Some people, it's the normal in one ear, out the other...Some people will take what you have to say, and twist it to where you can't recognize it. There are few that will take what you have said to heart, and let it apply to their lives. Then there are those who couldn't give a damn about what you had to say, and will stop you mid-sentence to go one about something they want to talk about, or think that what they have is so much more important than what you could ever say.
There are each type in todays society. You prolly have friends that fit one or more of these discriptions, or others that could have you add another. Most people can point out people that they know for each, some having more than one discription, depending on their mood. But either way, we all like to be heard. And sometimes, when we don't get to say what we want to say, we get upset. Or when someone doesn't understand what we mean when we say things, we think they arn't really listening.
Then there are those who sit in the corner listening to everyone speak, cuz they can never get a word in, so why bother try, right? Well, these are the great poets of our society. These are the depressed youth who change a nation. But you'd never know it. Because they don't say what they feel, they write it. So, if they had the chance to share their mind, we would not know such great art, for it would not be created.
Makes you think, huh? Well, it made me think, and I was the one that thought of it. ^-~ Well, life is like a can of sardines. Everything's the same. Ok..that was just random bull...but anywho...I think I should actually go finish this project so that I can turn it in tomorrow for some sort of grade... >. 
